"Say your name."
"Laozi will not kill unknown people."
Lang Tu raised the ax in his hand and pointed it at the middle-aged man in the distance.
"I..."
"Named...Xie Approaching the Abyss."
"Good name."
"Since you can't wait any longer, I'll send you down."
Lang Tu's tone was cold and the corners of his mouth raised slightly.
The next moment, he took action.
His movements were not aggressive in any way. He just lifted the ax with his right paw from his side, placed it across his chest, with the ax blade facing outward, and placed his left hand on the back of the ax.
This is an extremely standard defensive starting position, but when he performs it, it has a sense of oppression like that of a beast before it pounces on its prey.
His dark green vertical pupils locked every detail of Xie Approaching the Abyss.
The pupils are continuously contracting and expanding, like two dark green crystals adjusting their focus.
Xie Approaching the Abyss sees all this.
The index finger of his right hand moved forward slightly, and the ink-colored light on his fingertip condensed into a tiny word in mid-air.
The character is only the size of a fingernail, and the strokes are round and subtle. It is Observing Character.
The moment Observing Character took shape, a very light ink-colored halo appeared in the depths of his pupils.
The halo of light slowly rotated on his retina, reflecting the flow path of Sha Qi around Lang Tu, the tightness of the muscles, and even the pulsating rhythm of the blood in the meridians, all reflected in his field of vision.
Lang Tu's dark green vertical pupils suddenly shrank.
He felt some kind of extremely subtle spying.
It was like an invisible thread gently hanging on his body surface, slowly reading every data of his body.
His Sha Qi exploded outwards at that moment, and the dark red Sha Qi mist turned into dozens of tiny Sha Qi tentacles that stretched out in all directions.
The ink halo created by Xie Approaching the Abyss and Observing Character was shattered into pieces of ink light that filled the sky.
Xie Approaching the Abyss took back his right hand and looked calm.
"Lang Tu Fellow Daoist's perception is very keen."
"I said Observing Character just to see the flow pattern of your Sha Qi. There is no malicious intention."
Lang Tu snorted coldly, the gray-brown muzzle opened slightly, and the two rows of sharp teeth shone like bone nails in the sunlight.
"Nerds, if you fight, fight. Don't touch Laozi."
"Every scar on Laozi's body was left when he stabbed someone, and is not for the benefit of scholars."
The moment he finished speaking, his right foot suddenly took a step forward, and the five-foot-tall werewolf body leaned forward slightly like a frightened beast.
He lowered the ax from his chest with his right hand, pointing the ax blade diagonally at the ground, and opened his left hand at his side, with ten sharp hooks facing outward.
This action was both a test and a provocation. He was waiting for Xie Approaching the Abyss to make the first move.
Xie Approaching the Abyss did not disappoint him.
The index and middle fingers of his right hand came together, and he lightly scratched the Void in front of him, writing out Wind Character.
The strokes of Wind Character are smooth and elegant, like petals held up by a burst of Qingfeng.
The moment the words were completed, the ink-colored light suddenly exploded, turning into dozens of hair-thin ink-colored Wind Blade and floating in the direction of Lang Tu.
The flight trajectory of Wind Blade is extremely strange.
Some go in a straight line.
Some go in an arc.
Some circled in mid-air for several times before going around to the side and rear of Lang Tu.
Lang Tu swung the ax in his right claw half a circle in front of him.
The path traced by the ax blade left dense dark red Sha Qi.
Those Sha Qi formed a bloody barrier and blocked all the Wind Blade flying from the front.
But Wind Blade came around to his side and behind him, and he didn't have time to block them all.
One of them, Wind Blade, penetrated through the gap in his right shoulder armor.
A very shallow and fine wound was made on his fur.
The wound was only half an inch long, and a trace of dark red blood oozed out.