Return of the King, Dominating the City-Chapter 1358 - 1343: I Have No Weakness

"Damn it!"

Song Yun felt as if he had just been hit by a car, a sharp discomfort spreading through his chest.

Almost simultaneously, his body swiftly retreated a few steps.

Moo!

A pure moo sound escaped from Song Yun’s mouth.

Hiss.

The sharp sound pierced through the moo that Song Yun emitted, and now, it felt as if the sound had turned tangible, causing Song Yun’s entire body to halt abruptly.

A mouthful of blood spurted out directly from Song Yun’s mouth.

"Damn it!"

Song Yun stared at the old man in shock. This was too mystical, wasn’t it? Although low-frequency sounds had some power, he had never seen a low-frequency sound with such great power before. It made him vomit blood immediately; how was he supposed to continue?

"Forgot to mention,"

the old man looked at Song Yun and said with a smile, "Back in the Martial World, they gave me a nickname: Sound Demon..."

"Damn it!"

Song Yun looked at the old man with a strange expression and said, "’Lust...Demon’... That name is pretty powerful..."

"Hmph, young man, I know you’re just about the thirtieth on the War God List. Today, I shall kill you to enter the War God List. You’re... doomed!"

The old man’s face darkened as he suddenly pulled on the strings.

Song Yun squinted, stomped his foot, and with a bang, charged towards the old man.

Sound attacks, though they sounded mysterious, were actually just about using a certain special frequency to create a wave that could make people’s bodies uncomfortable, thereby achieving the purpose of harming them. 𝗳𝗿𝐞𝕖𝘄𝗲𝕓𝗻𝚘𝚟𝕖𝐥.𝚌𝕠𝕞

Many things that seem mysterious can be scientifically explained, such as movement technique, hardening, and the so-called sound attack in front of him.

Why can everything be explained scientifically? It’s because some people are particularly good at bullshitting.

And what’s the simplest way to break a sound attack? That would be to destroy the sound source.

For example, if the sound of a bike horn annoys you, what do you do? Smash the horn, of course.

If this old man’s erhu playing is giving you a hard time, what should you do?

Even simpler, just break the erhu.

Once the erhu is broken, wouldn’t that defeat the so-called sound attack?

Then the so-called... Sound Demon, wouldn’t he also run out of sound?

Song Yun’s speed was such that in less than a second, he could reach the old man, complete a series of actions like raising his hand and punching.

"Hmph!"

The old man seemed to have anticipated Song Yun’s actions, let out a cold snort, and quickly retreated.

His speed was not any slower than Song Yun’s!

Hiss!

Another sharp erhu sound.

The sound pierced through the air, heading straight for Song Yun.

Tear.

The clothes on Song Yun’s chest tore apart in response.

Harden!

Song Yun instantly hardened the muscles in his chest.

Snap.

A crisp sound.

Song Yun’s chest felt as if it had been whipped fiercely, a bright red mark appearing on his chest, causing waves of pain.

"Motherf**ker!"

Song Yun shouted, reaching out to grab the old man’s erhu, but the old man twisted his body, facing away from Song Yun, then suddenly leaned back, pressing tightly against Song Yun’s chest.

"What the f**k!"

Before Song Yun could react, he saw the old man clasp his hands behind him, wrapping them around his waist, and then pull.

The erhu on Song Yun’s back emitted a sharp hiss.

Song Yun’s back.

The hardened skin was instantly breached.

A bloody cut appeared on Song Yun’s back.

"You want to die!"

Song Yun, enraged, raised his hand to punch the old man’s neck, but a long stick appeared in front of Song Yun’s fist, clattering as it blocked the powerful blow.

It was the... whatever it’s called, the thing used to play the erhu.

And this thing, whatever it’s called, was surprisingly hard, not taking any damage from Song Yun’s nearly-full-strength punch.

On the contrary, a red mark appeared on Song Yun’s fist.

"You’re still too green."

The old man did not immediately distance himself from Song Yun, instead, he remained pressed against Song Yun’s chest. When Song Yun’s fist struck the stick, the old man suddenly jumped backward, then ducked down, grabbing Song Yun’s calf with one hand and lifting it upward.

Song Yun suddenly lost his balance.

Meanwhile, the old man exerted force with his upper body, falling to the ground.

And Song Yun found himself beneath the old man.

Song Yun became a human sandbag.

"What the hell!"

This was the first thought in Song Yun’s mind. From the start until now, he had been completely suppressed by the old man, and now, even being used as a human sandbag, he couldn’t mount an effective counterattack. It seemed his reaction speed, strength, or techniques had all weakened significantly at this moment.

Bang.

Song Yun’s body was crushed under the old man.

The old man’s body felt as if it weighed a ton, making Song Yun feel like he couldn’t breathe.

"Damn it!"

Song Yun hurriedly gathered his Inner Qi throughout his chest and arms, using his elbows to lock the old man’s neck.

"I’ll choke you to death!" Song Yun shouted.

"Hmph!"

The old man let out a cold snort, suddenly twisting the stick in his hand, jabbing the tip towards Song Yun’s armpit.

As everyone knows, the armpit is one of the hardest areas to strengthen on the human body. Although Song Yun had hardened his muscles, he felt the hardening wasn’t very effective there, as it could affect the arm’s flexibility.

Puff

The tip of the stick pierced right into Song Yun’s armpit, surprisingly sharp at the very end!

The skin under Song Yun’s armpit was instantly penetrated.

This was intolerable for Song Yun. Having one’s armpit, a vulnerable place, poked open was like a woman’s first time; there’s no need to elaborate on the pain.

Song Yun immediately released the old man’s neck, pushing him away with force, while he himself used the momentum to jump backward.

Thud, thud, thud

Song Yun rolled several times on the ground, then slapped the surface hard, jumping to his feet.

Blood gushed out of his armpit.

"Damn, in all the injuries I’ve had, I’ve never been hurt here!"

Song Yun raised his hand, blood spurting out like it was free, so he quickly tore off his sleeve and wrapped it around the wound on his armpit.

Meanwhile, the old man, sitting cross-legged on the ground, with his prosthetic holding the erhu and his real hand holding a stick placed on the strings, smiled at Song Yun.

"Young man, you won’t escape tonight!"

The Sound Demon said with a smile.

"Tch."

Song Yun spat disdainfully and said, "Wait till I find your weakness, let’s see if you can still smile."

"I have no weakness."

The Sound Demon shook his head and said, "My only weakness is my old age."

"Tch."