Passing on the Light of Buddha's Wisdom: Enchanting Wu Song and Developing an Emergency Headband! (Continued)

But in the next instant, Zhao Yun's expression changed.

Bai Yuchan's movements were unbelievably fast.

Zhang Fei's punch had clearly been swift and vicious, yet it was like striking a mass of mist.

Skimming along the force of the punch, Bai Yuchan slid aside in an uncanny motion, and his entire body had already drifted three feet away.

Even stranger, as he darted about at high speed, arcs of ghostly blue lightning flared around him, as though electrical currents were sketching an afterimage through the air.

"What swift footwork!"

Zhang Fei could not withdraw his fist in time and lunged into empty air, shocked and furious.

"You pretty boy, your legs are slipperier than a loach!

Looks like I underestimated you!"

Bai Yuchan circled Zhang Fei, looking for all the world as though he were toying with a clumsy wild boar.

He grinned, revealing a row of gleaming white teeth.

"You boors who possess nothing but brute strength naturally would not understand.

My Southern School Thunder Method uses the Dao of the Golden Elixir to forge the Dao of Thunder.

Its principle is: 'Stillness is the Golden Elixir; movement is a thunderbolt!'

Refine the elixir within, wield the method without.

The Golden Elixir is formed in my abdomen. With every step I take, thunderforce travels with my body, granting me another measure of speed and another measure of strength.

This is called Lightning Walks with the Body, the orthodox profundity of the Divine Firmament Sect!

You crude martial brute have only grasped thunder's 'force,' yet understand not a whit of thunder's 'method.'

What a waste of heaven's gifts!"

Mocked by this evil cultivator, Zhang Fei's fury flared hotter still.

His fists and feet whipped about in a frenzy of wind and thunder, yet he could not even brush the Taoist's