Chapter 560: Chapter 328: Eerie School, Overpowering the Third Realm, Like a Celestial, Like a God, Admired by All Beauties

Zheng Decun skillfully relied on his lightweight skill, evading arrows several times. The "Red Luo Bridal Steps" were particularly peculiar, originally a "Dual Skill" requiring joint practice by both genders, intertwined with each other. Feigned attacks, side disturbances, body merging... with agile, supernatural footwork, opponents found them difficult to resist. Zheng Decun, being neither fully male nor female, marrying and marrying himself... astonishingly mastered it solo, adding uniqueness!

With a few steps of maneuvering, his posture was graceful and elegant, stepping out like a maiden awaiting marriage, filled with expectation and longing. Stepping forward again, he appeared like a groom welcoming his bride. His movements were bizarre, yet strikingly fast.

Seemingly both male and female, slender-waisted yet broad-shouldered, long-haired yet large-footed, sharp-voiced yet square-faced. Eerily terrifying, bizarre to the extreme. His appearance would invoke fear in onlookers, making them dare not engage in combat with him.

Zheng Decun covered his face and wept, seemingly sorrowful and distressed, as if reminiscing and longing. Like a girl about to marry far away on the eve of her wedding, bidding farewell to her parents. With each step he took, the "Ethereal Immortal Sound" and "Chest Drum Thunder Sound" within him transformed into "cries" that resonated outward. Those who heard it were moved to tears, hindered by the rhythm, reluctant to flee.

This martial art was mysterious and unpredictable, even before combat began, peculiarities emerged in abundance. Leaving people utterly perplexed.

Li Xian secretly played the "Protective Sound" and "Yang Immortal Sound" to resist the effects of the crying sound. He observed Zheng Decun instantly climbing up the chains with unparalleled speed. Li Xian murmured, "This person’s skills are quite strong, their footwork bizarre; fortunately, I’ve faced Third Realm Martial Artists before and their skills are still predictable."

Immediately, he darted away to escape, while the Prisoner Canyon’s walls had hundreds of iron chains hanging down. These were usually used by servants who climbed up to deliver food and water and attend to the women. Today, Li Xian utilized them to swing on the chains and escape. Although his speed was inferior to Zheng Decun’s, his archery skills were exceptional, and every moment he dodged and fled, he overlayed it with several arrows.

Zheng Decun’s spirits were dampened, fearing arrows like a tiger, for although his footwork was mysterious and unusual, evading arrows was not easy. His speed was repeatedly obstructed by tiny differences, making it constantly difficult to catch up with Li Xian. 𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶

For a few moments of such maneuvering, Li Xian swung left and right, his movements between chains flashing swiftly, never once sustaining any injury from Zheng Decun. Zhao Chunxia, observing his movements as he occasionally swung right, sometimes frontwards, sometimes vanished from sight, other times to the opposite wall, praised fully, "Li Xian’s archery is extraordinarily strong; he dares to maneuver with Zheng Decun, truly possessing unmatched skills. This Zheng Decun is now extremely angry, yet being entangled and manipulated leaves him with no strategy to employ!"

Tang Mengluo, Bao Hanhun, He Lijun, Peng Sanluo... and other elder female elders of various sects all nodded continuously in praise, "Good! Just use archery to entangle, there might be a chance for victory!" "Merely showcasing one’s advantages, perhaps victory is not yet certain." "This youth is extremely intelligent, not a reckless and foolish person, facing a Third Realm powerful adversary, yet calmly dealing with it!"

Lin Aoshan, Luo Feiyan, Mu Hongchou, with naturally deep perspectives, secretly worried, sweating coldly. Although it went back and forth, Li Xian would not escape easily even if he made a slight mistake. The Prisoner Canyon was previously bustling with noise, but now it was eerily quiet, solely observing the confrontation between the two.

The wind roared, arrows whistled, angry shouts, metallic clanging, sparks, shadowy movements...

Thus they maneuvered for nearly half a stick of incense moment. Several thrilling encounters arose, yet resolved again. Li Xian moved gracefully and effortlessly, while Zheng Decun was already wounded by arrows, feeling extremely fatigued.

Angrily, Zheng Decun thought to himself, "Sneaky rascal! Do you really think I can’t do anything to you? Your archery is strong, leaving me helpless, but without using the chains for escape, let’s see what you’ll do!" By now calm, realizing Li Xian’s agility combined with archery, purposefully scheming; despite his high cultivation and strong martial arts, he’s invariably constrained, most martial techniques hard to execute. Continuing this way, he would definitely become frustrated and disheartened.

No longer rashly chasing, every time he saw Li Xian swinging elsewhere, he seizes an iron chain and throws it towards the sky. Sequentially tossing several iron chains, forming tangles and knots in mid-air. This was the "Mandarin Duck Red Rope Palm," striking a person’s body, causing their "meridians," "blood vessels," and "bones" to intertwine into a "Mandarin Duck Red Knot." Slightly resembling Jade Palm.

His Martial Arts Realm was extraordinarily high. The evolution of martial arts was uniquely divine, simply tossing the iron chains upwards, weaving into an iron chain mandarin knot. Hundreds of chains became useless, once entangled, Li Xian’s escape strategy would certainly become ineffective.

Smaller-hearted women exclaimed in alarm, stamping their feet anxiously, panic-stricken in vain. As if genuinely endangered. All contemplating counter-strategies to remind the Young Hero. But pondering left and right, there was always no solution.

Zhao Chunxia cursed, "What a treacherous villain, truly difficult to deal with!" Constantly worried, intently focusing on the battle situation.

The numerous chains tangled, leaving Li Xian with only one place to stand, no place left to swing. Zheng Decun advanced along the chains, instantly nearing several meters away. Li Xian maintained calm composure, no longer escaping, aiming precisely, shooting an arrow down.

Zheng Decun’s body swayed, trying to evade completely, but this arrow was infused with Jade Palm’s "Raging Waves," roaring like waves crashing. At such a distance, with such archery skills, how could it miss. Zheng Decun suppressed his agitation, deploying "Flying Dragon Cloud Reaching Hand" to forcibly catch, martial arts evolving, dragon roars echoed, hand palm as if supplemented by Golden Scale.

Only hearing the piercing sound "clang, clang, clang." Zheng Decun’s waist was pressed backward by the arrow momentum, gritting his teeth and growling, secretly thinking, "This youngster’s realm is quite shallow, youthfully young, how can his Inner Qi be so robust, strength so vigorous. His archery, while strong, shouldn’t make me this troubled. But with all the skills combined, truly leaving me helpless." His feet tightly held the chains, by the sheer force of this arrow fallen several meters, with sparks from his foot-tips against chains, chain becoming fiery red hot.

Snowflakes landing on chains, instantly evaporating into mist. Zheng Decun hadn’t yet taken a breath when the second arrow followed closely behind. He could only forcibly catch it, again knocked down several meters. Third arrow, fourth arrow... sparks erupted, chain heated, Zheng Decun’s complexion turned grim, having climbed over halfway, yet being knocked back by successive arrows, helplessly falling back to the ground. Both hands scorched, skin broken and blood flowing, unable to entirely block the arrows, arrow scars on his shoulders, back, all making him extremely abject.