radicalducati Chapter 42 Ghost Hand Wang Yaozu
Chapter 42 Ghost Hand Wang Yaozu
"Old man, what brings you here?"
"I asked you to come out and buy a bag of salt; the water in the pot was almost boiled dry. Why should I come?"
Wang Yaozu rolled his eyes in annoyance, then turned his gaze to Zhuge Yan in front of him.
"Who is this young man...?"
"Oh, he is...?"
Li Muxuan was about to introduce them when he suddenly realized that he didn't seem to know the other person's name at all.
"The Wuhou School, Zhuge Yan."
Zhuge Yan suddenly spoke up and introduced himself.
Upon hearing Zhuge Yan's self-introduction, both Li Muxuan and Wang Yaozu, master and disciple, had a strange look in their eyes.
"The Wuhou School?"
Wang Yaozu narrowed his eyes and couldn't help but glance at Zhuge Yan again.
Unlike Wang Yaozu, Li Muxuan, who was still naive and unworldly, only showed a hint of doubt in his eyes.
After all, he didn't even know what kind of reputation Quanxing had in the circle, so naturally he couldn't possibly know about the existence of the Wuhou Sect.
"Little one, you... know this old man?"
Wang Yaozu tentatively began to speak.
"Um."
Zhuge Yan nodded.
"Quanxing, Ghost Hand Wang Yaozu, am I right?"
"Knowing that I am from the Quanxing Sect, it's rare to see someone standing so calmly in front of me. It's truly remarkable."
Wang Yaozu nodded, his gaze towards Zhuge Yan now filled with admiration.
Most of the Wuhou Sect members live in seclusion, but this young fellow dares to travel alone at such a young age and even recognizes me at a glance. His insight and courage are extraordinary.
"The young master of the Zhuge family, a disciple of Zhuge Liang..."
Wang Yaozu stroked his sparse beard, a glint of light flashing in his cloudy old eyes.
"When I was young, I did meet a few of your clan's elders, like the Martial Marquis Qimen... tsk tsk~"
"I wonder how much of your Wuhou Sect's family-inherited magic you've mastered?"
He seemed to be chatting casually, but every word he said was actually a probe.
Zhuge Yan's calmness when he mentioned the word "Quanxing" and his composure far beyond his years made him wary.
Especially considering the news that came from Yuan Jingui's side a couple of days ago.
During this period, it seems that they have been hunting down a young fellow from the Wuhou Sect.
Zhuge Yan's expression remained unchanged as he calmly said:
"I only have a superficial understanding of the techniques, passed down through generations, and they're not worth mentioning. If there's nothing else, I need to find a place to stay. Farewell."
He clasped his hands in a gesture of respect again, then turned to leave.
Wang Yaozu is a long-established member of the Quanxing Gang. His nickname "Ghost Hand" is well-deserved. His methods are unpredictable and he is especially skilled at manipulating "force fields".
Although Zhuge Yan was not afraid, he did not want to cause any trouble at this moment, especially under the nose of the Sanyi Sect.
"Hey, wait a minute!"
Li Muxuan stepped forward and blocked his way, his face clearly showing his dissatisfaction.
"The old man is asking you a question, what kind of attitude is that?"
He was extremely annoyed by Zhuge Yan's inherent aloofness and impatience.
On what grounds?
Why do they act like it's all perfectly normal when the Trinity Gate is mentioned?
Why should they avoid themselves and their master like the plague?
The "reputable and upright" air about this kid reminded him of the people on the mountain, which fueled his anger.
"Kid, forget it."
Wang Yaozu reprimanded him, but his tone was not stern; rather, it carried a hint of indulgence.
He also wanted to see how this young fellow from the Wuhou School would respond to provocation.
"Old man, he was the one who acted arrogantly first!"
Li Muxuan stiffened his neck and pointed at Zhuge Yan.
"Isn't it just because he comes from the Wuhou Sect and has a relative from the Sanyi Sect? What's so great about that!"
I've felt that your attitude towards me has been strange ever since this started.
"I want to see if you disciples of prestigious sects are really as powerful as the legends say!"
Before he finished speaking, a fierce glint flashed in Li Muxuan's eyes, and he suddenly spread his five fingers wide and pressed them lightly against Zhuge Yan from a distance!
hum!
The air seemed to freeze and distort instantly!
Zhuge Yan felt a tightness around his body as a powerful and strange force was generated out of thin air. It was not a direct impact of Qi, but rather as if the gravity around his body itself was forcibly reversed!
This force did not act on his body, but rather on the location where his body was!
This is Wang Yaozu's ultimate skill, and it is also the ultimate skill that Li Muxuan is currently practicing—Reversing the Eight Directions!
It does not directly attack the target, but instantly changes the direction of the force field at the target's spatial location.
Up becomes down, left becomes right, and front becomes back!
The body's own weight, sense of balance, and even the direction of blood flow will be completely overturned and distorted in this instantaneous reversal!
Although Li Muxuan was far less skilled than Wang Yaozu, his sneak attack was ruthless and cunning enough, clearly intended to embarrass Zhuge Yan on the spot.
However, at the very moment Li Muxuan activated "Reversing the Eight Directions", the Qimen formation under Zhuge Yan's feet also quietly opened.
"Eight Gods' Power, Value Symbol!"
In the magic of the Divine Plate, the power of the Chief Talisman is also to control gravity.
By using "gravity" to counteract "gravity," the two forces interact and cancel each other out!
Li Muxuan felt as if his outstretched palm had struck an invisible yet flexible wall.
The strange force field he had just unleashed, powerful enough to instantly throw an ordinary person off balance, vanished as if it had disappeared into the sea when it touched a radius of about a foot around Zhuge Yan.
It was silently and completely dissolved by an even greater force.
There was no embarrassing fall as expected, no painful twisting or loss of balance.
Zhuge Yan's clothes didn't even flutter, but a barely perceptible chill flashed in his calm eyes, like a pebble thrown into a deep pool, the ripples disappearing in an instant.
"What?!"
Li Muxuan's pupils shrank, his face filled with disbelief.
Although his "Reversal of Eight Directions" technique was still in its early stages, under the guidance of his master Wang Yaozu, it had been effective against ordinary people and even some beginners in supernatural abilities. He never imagined that it would be so easily neutralized by someone his own age!
"Enough, you brat!"
Wang Yaozu's reprimand was several times harsher than before. In a flash, his withered hand was already on Li Muxuan's shoulder, and a steady force instantly suppressed his restless Qi.
His cloudy eyes flashed with a sharp light as he stared intently at the area beneath Zhuge Yan's feet that was imperceptible to ordinary people—the Qimen Formation!
"Value symbol?!?"
Wang Yaozu's voice was filled with undisguised shock.
He had traveled the world for many years and had seen many sorcerers' methods, but to be able to accurately mobilize the power of the Divine Plate Talisman at such a young age, using "gravity" against "gravity" to perfectly counteract the distortion of the force field in all directions, was simply unheard of!
This is not just about mastering profound techniques, but also about having an almost terrifying intuition and control over timing and danger!