Martial Arts Escort System: I Got A Maxed Level Divine Technique From The Beginning - Chapter 1021 408: Plain Clothed Man
Under the bright moon, the plain-clothed man stood alone at the head of the ship, holding a jade flute and cupping his fists in salute:
“Greetings, everyone!”
The newcomer clearly bore no hostility, but Cheng Suying and Zhou Wenjing’s expressions were not very pleasant.
Though this person saved them from the predicament, his ultimate motives remained uncertain.
Moreover, Zhou Wenjing, who hadn’t thought deeply about it just now, now recalled the words said by the sick young master when she observed the man’s attire and appearance.
She realized that this person was the one who detoxified the sick young master.
The sick young master was one for indiscriminate killing with ruthless methods, burdened with a blood debt because of the Five Transformation Demon Skill.
This person saved others without discerning good from bad and was even willing to rescue someone like the sick young master.
It was evident that distinguishing good from evil was difficult.
Originally, they intended to board the ship to find Fu Han Yuan and Song Yuanlong to leave a message for Su Mo.
Their plan was to leave the message and then depart from the ship to find a hideout on the island.
However, not only had they not delivered the message, but they had also brought an unexpected guest on board.
For a moment, their minds were uneasy.
No matter what, they couldn’t show hostility at this moment.
Regardless of this person’s origin, the fact that he could escape from that brutal fight alone showed his martial arts skills were extraordinary.
Even if they had to pretend and probe for more information, it was better than showing a cold face now.
Immediately, Zhou Wenjing cupped her fists:
“Greetings, sir, may I have your distinguished name?”
“Miss Zhou, you’re too kind. My humble name is not worth mentioning.”
The plain-clothed man smiled:
“The so-called life-saving grace need not be kept in mind.”
“…”
Zhou Wenjing was speechless; he had spoken all there was to say.
When did I ever mention the words ‘life-saving grace’?
Is this a reminder to me?
She lightly shook her head and was about to speak when she suddenly paused, then turned to him:
“How do you know my surname is Zhou?”
Just now, they passed by each other briefly, without exchanging names.
But this man’s words clearly showed he knew who she was.
The plain-clothed man smiled without speaking, merely watching Zhou Wenjing with a somewhat playful expression.
Zhou Wenjing’s expression subtly darkened:
“What is your purpose in coming here, sir?”
“I am here to find someone.”
The plain-clothed man replied this time, his eyes scanning the ship as he smiled and said:
“Please make a little way; once I find the person, I’ll turn around and leave without delay.”
Fu Han Yuan sneered:
“You’re a bit presumptuous, aren’t you?
This is the Ziyang Escort Agency’s ship. If you board as a guest, we shall treat you with respect.
But if you’re a malevolent guest…”
“What would you do?”
The plain-clothed man looked up at Fu Han Yuan with a half-smile.
“Then please stay on the ship as a guest.”
In the instant Fu Han Yuan finished speaking, he had already reached the front and, with two palms clashing, struck with his hand.
Sky Frost True Qi emanated, following through naturally.
Even before the force of the palms reached, the chilling cold had already hit!
The plain-clothed man’s eyes widened briefly in surprise, then he raised his hand, tilting the jade flute in his palm.
The area enveloped by the flute’s breeze was right near the acupoints in Fu Han Yuan’s palm, edge, and wrist.
The maneuver appeared not particularly exquisite, yet it precisely slid through the gaps in Fu Han Yuan’s Sky Frost True Qi.
Fu Han Yuan frowned.
Now he was no longer Wu Xia A Meng; he had gained much experience traveling through the Jianghu with Su Mo.
Having personally been through several significant battles, although Su Mo hadn’t taught him martial arts directly, by accompanying Su Mo, receiving occasional pointers, and learning through observation, his skills were no longer what they were when he ventured alone into the Heavenly Blade Sect.
Back then, he appeared imposing, battling numerous foes alone.
In truth, he relied on his familiarity with the Heavenly Blade Sect’s martial arts, understanding their flaws, which gave him such a formidable presence.
If he faced different opponents, relying only on his Sky Frost True Qi would suffice to overpower them; as for techniques, it would be challenging to confront others.
Not to mention others, even if he faced the Heavenly Blade Sect again, he might suffer a severe loss.
That day, when he was captured, he revealed all he knew about the Heavenly Blade Sect’s weaknesses.
The Heavenly Blade Sect didn’t fear these weaknesses being exposed; instead, shamed into courage and diligence, they’ve progressed further, some weaknesses no longer deserving the name.
Repeating past methods against them was clearly infeasible.
So, at that time, Fu Han Yuan had substantial Inner Strength, but his techniques were quite ordinary.
Yet, through much experience now, his understanding of the techniques had changed significantly.
Immediately, he changed his hand movement, curling his fingers to point at the jade flute.
The plain-clothed man, however, didn’t wish to clash with Fu Han Yuan head-on, instead employing clever techniques to entangle him.
In merely moments, the palm and flute had exchanged several rounds.
Strangely, however, neither had touched the other even once until now.
The plain-clothed man sighed softly, suddenly tapping his foot, turning mid-air, and darting past Fu Han Yuan towards the cabin.
“Hold it!”
Zhou Wenjing and Cheng Suying attacked simultaneously.
One was a Shattered Star Sect disciple, the other learned from the Canglan Divine Blade.
Cheng Suying’s blade techniques were advanced; Zhou Wenjing’s skills between her fingers and palm were also exquisite.
They attacked together, intercepting the plain-clothed man from the left and right.
Mindful of the earlier life-saving grace, they didn’t use lethal force, yet their stance was resolute.
“Is this necessary?”
The plain-clothed man smiled lightly, suddenly flicking the jade flute in his palm, first deflecting Cheng Suying’s single blade, then, with a horizontal move, extending a finger to tap Zhou Wenjing’s fingertip.
