Perhaps they knew Huo Hai's close-combat ability was extremely strong. After all, among experts who practiced Spirit-Infused Swordsmanship, not one had poor close-combat skills. Therefore, after Bamboo Young Master stepped forward, he had no intention of directly engaging Huo Hai in close quarters.
For close combat, Plum Young Master alone was enough. Bamboo Young Master raised the bamboo flute in his hand to his lips, his fingers lightly moving as a beautiful melody rang out across the plaza. Yet upon hearing it, Huo Hai sensed its profound mystery. The light formed by the Divine Control Art within his mind kept rippling—an indication that he was under attack.
"Using sound waves infused with Mental Power to attack—an impressive method. Unfortunately, you picked the wrong target." Huo Hai sneered inwardly. With the Divine Control Art protecting him, even Mental Power experts whose cultivation exceeded his would find it difficult to shake his mental defenses.
This Bamboo Young Master was merely a Fourth-Level Spirit King. In terms of Mental Power, he was far inferior to Huo Hai. An attack of this level was simply an ant trying to shake a great tree. Huo Hai directly ignored Bamboo Young Master's interference.
Two minutes later, Bamboo Young Master also discovered that something was amiss. The situation was exactly the same as before, without the slightest difference. No matter how stupid Bamboo Young Master was, he understood that his attack was useless against Huo Hai. Whatever method Huo Hai had used, since mental attacks were ineffective, he could only resort to other means.
With that thought, Bamboo Young Master's melody abruptly changed, and the mental attack vanished without a trace. The Power of Heaven and Earth around them began to ripple, and bamboo leaves actually appeared in the air. Accompanied by Bamboo Young Master's playing, the