It's so painful! So hard! So difficult!

The reason it's called "Wild Style" is that while it sounds like a standard duel, it's not practical. It considers too comprehensive a range of factors; not all swordsmanship systems include techniques like Iai. But for Tsuru and Hakurin, two people who have learned and mastered everything, it might be quite suitable.

However, this method is rarely used even by Sakura people, and even Bai Lin has never actually used it. However, since there is such a chance to experience it, how could Bai Lin give it up?

Chapter 514 Wild Blade

"no problem."

As Bai Lin's words faded, the flames in her hands gradually died down. She shifted her feet slightly, gradually lowering her center of gravity and rotating her body sideways, stretching her body lines to a relaxed position while independently tensing the muscles in her lower body and forearms.

Bai Lin's blade pressed against the shield. To be honest, she wasn't very good at Iai. She had only had some experience with the Sakura Blade, but since it was her first long weapon since arriving in this other world, Bai Lin naturally knew how to use it.

For example, during the battle against Gelulu, Iai provided her with considerable assistance. This was different from the most traditional Iai, as it was a romantic way to start from the same point with the opponent, concentrating all your attention and competing with each other in speed and skill, which was truly intoxicating.

He and Bai Lin followed a similar posture, retreating at a distance. Both of them kept their eyes tightly closed, barely displaying even the slightest hint of hostility. Only a lingering aura lingered around them. The entire dojo seemed to be filled with the movement of only drifting leaves.

Bai Lin, dressed in a modern, streamlined Western style with a sword and shield, faced off against Tsuru, wielding an ancient robe and a standard Japanese katana. In their Iaijutsu battle, the first to strike was naturally... Bai Lin!

A sonic boom pierced the sky. As the sword emanated from her earth-shattering right hand, the trembling of insects, fish, birds, and sand—no matter how tiny—seemed to freeze in that moment. From the perspective of others, all they could see was Bai Lin switching positions, raising her blade, and He sheathing it behind her.

A sharp gust of wind was carried by the sound of the wind, and several purple pines were directly cut and fell to the ground. Just like... Bai Lin herself, after the intersection of the swords, she also fell forward. On her chest, there was a knife wound that was so sharp that the bone was visible.

"Although your sword is a bit longer, I'm still slightly better in terms of speed and technique."

He casually swung the blood-stained sword away, and instead of sheathing the sword, he casually carried it on his shoulder. Bai Lin slowly raised his recovering upper body, stretching his muscles and bones, and turned around with a gloomy expression, adjusting his posture to the upper part, with the blade extended forward.

Seeing Bai Lin's expression, He said nothing more. He strode forward briskly, and in the same position as above, he pressed his blade against Bai Lin's flaming blade. The humming sound emitted by the subtle trembling of the two swords was like a clash between two powerful warriors, neither of them giving in.

The same was true for the two sword-wielding masters. Bai Lin's gloomy and solemn eyes, and He's seemingly relaxed expression, also merged together. Within three breaths, the sword and the man moved again.

Bai Lin, with her blade an inch longer, knew the immense power of a diagonal thrust from the upper stance. With all her might, she thrust at He with all her might. He didn't begin swinging his sword the moment the countdown ended. Instead, he waited until Bai Lin's blade had thrust out a bit, creating a height difference with hers. Then, he instantly exerted all his strength, surging forward at a burst of speed. Deflecting Bai Lin's thrust with his blade, he quickly approached her and deftly dodged her attack.

Bai Lin knew that he had no advantage, so he took two steps back decisively, turned the blade in his hand, and slashed at He's torso from a low position. He also pressed forward, turning the blade horizontally, forcing towards Bai Lin's head -

After the flash of swords and the shadow of sabers, the sound of dripping blood was heard. Bai Lin's blade was firmly placed at He's waist, and the tip of He's sword just cut through the skin under Bai Lin's neck.

"As you said, there's a child here, take care of her and don't get too bloody."

He looked at Bai Lin and playfully glanced at Mi Yui beside him, while Bai Lin sighed and said,

"I lost again! I feel like I can't use my full strength..."

Whether it was this katana duel or the earlier Thousand Rainbow Ancient Sword, Bai Lin was completely outmatched, leaving no room for maneuver. Any possibility of dodging or counterattacking was completely blocked by the opponent's overwhelming strength. Crane was like the AI ​​in a bullet-hell game, but this wasn't just any AI. She could predict your next move and swiftly render you powerless to resist.

In both of these katana duels, Crane held back, visible to the naked eye. Especially during the duel, Bai Lin, faced with the vast and dense swarm of sword shadows, felt as if he had seen the King of Hell. If it weren't for his previously realized "Non-Realm," he probably wouldn't have been able to withstand even a single sword strike from Crane.

Furthermore, He was able to precisely control Bai Lin's impact with a single blow. Killing someone is much easier than capturing them alive. For someone like He, chopping an enemy into sticks during combat and bringing them back for interrogation wouldn't be a problem. In terms of martial arts, Bai Lin was still a bit behind.

This confrontation with Crane reminded Bai Lin of a certain beautiful prime minister. Their Iai seemed to share some similarities. Although both involved a sky full of sword shadows, they both possessed a continuous, flowing energy that weaved together countless threads. However, Yamashita Kanon's Iai seemed more like the ancient style, leaning towards sneak attacks, with a more meticulous approach to concealing and unleashing murderous intent. Crane's Iai, on the other hand, was more simplistic, more spontaneous and unrestrained.

"You've learned so little. I've been training for hundreds of years, and I have the accumulated experience of my predecessors. It's a bit unreasonable that I'm not better than you in terms of skills. With your talent, it shouldn't be too difficult to learn these. The question is who to learn from. If you're willing, I'll give you all my treasures to learn from. How about that?"

The first half of He's sentence was quite serious, with a bit of master style, but it changed as he spoke. Bai Lin was naturally very upset. She replied,

"Let's talk about it later. Don't bother me. If you talk less, I might come again. I can't stand it if I have to nag about this every time we spar. It's perfect now, it's getting dark, so let's have one last fight."

"How heartless! But I've been waiting for an opponent for hundreds of years, and I'm just waiting for you. I should be able to wait. The previous match was a 22-2 tie, and now it can be considered the final round of the competition. In that case, I will let you, the guest, choose what we will compete in the final match."

Chapter 515: Chaotic Bamboo Shadows

He seemed to know that he was too impatient, but he did not show too much apology, just shrugged his shoulders, looking very free and easy. Bai Lin also understood what He meant. If she put aside her own identity, she would also like to fight with He often, but she really did not have the conditions to do so.

Today's battle might be the last time they would see each other in this world. Facing such a powerful opponent, they would need to show even more determination to win this battle.

Bai Lin slowly connected his gaze with He, raised his head slightly, clasped his hands together, and said in a challenging tone,

"Let's do something simpler, boxing!"

If Bai Lin had to choose a favorite weapon among all of them, it would be very difficult for him to choose. However, unarmed combat was definitely a preference that surpassed weapon combat, a preference on another level.

It's true that the human body is very fragile, and even a super heavyweight boxer's punches would be difficult to defeat creatures like brown bears. But after arriving in the other world, Bai Lin's physical fitness has long surpassed that of humans.

He's physical fitness was equally formidable, but in their cold weapon battles, a single strike from the sword was almost always enough to result in defeat. This was reality, after all; humans didn't have health bars, and their weaponry skills...if not the best on the continent, then certainly at the pinnacle. Even a single strike could render a person powerless.

But the possibilities of hand-to-hand combat far exceed those of physical combat. Even if someone takes a punch one moment, they can still trip the opponent with a hook kick the next, gaining an advantage in a ground fight. Bai Lin believes she excels at this kind of desperate fighting, compared to the tense, instantaneous physical combat. Although Bai Lin has a rather negative mentality, the perseverance she has gradually regained since arriving in this other world has carried her through endless death. A single punch...how exhausting could it be?

Moreover, compared with military combat, the modernization of hand-to-hand combat is more standardized and has a deeper development. In this respect, Bai Lin believes that he has an advantage.

The notice posted by He called for a "competition" rather than a "fight"; theoretically, fists, the most primitive weapon of mankind, were also included. When Bai Lin made this request, a smile appeared on He's lips, and she said softly,

"What a unique elf! Okay, this is it!"

With a crashing sound like crushing stone, He's hands slammed together heavily, the turbulent wind causing her long, flowing sleeves to billow upward. Then, she slowly raised her hands in front of her, one above the other, shifting her feet slightly, shifting her center of gravity slightly forward, to achieve a stable stance.

Feeling the high fighting spirit emanating from the other party, Bai Lin understood what she was trying to do. She adopted the stance she had always used, the one she was most accustomed to. Standing forward and backward, her lower limbs frequently tiptoed, her secondary arm braced, and her primary arm flexibly swinging.

"...It seems their battle has reached a fever pitch. Will Tsuru-sama be able to maintain his undefeated status for years, or will this sudden mysterious guest be the victor? I'm really at a loss as to who will win."

Huan Gui seemed to have somewhat lost sight of his duties, and was fascinated by the two people who were already on the verge of a tense and tit-for-tat exchange. Beside him, Mi Yu, who was eating some fancy snacks, raised the skewers in his hand and shouted loudly,

"Sister Bai Lin, come on!"

This innocent little wolf girl seemed to have immersed herself in the most essential form of the audience in the boxing match viewing platform. Setting aside all those complicated thoughts, she simply supported the fighter she believed in with her blood pumping.

There was no need for cheers or spectators; this was the martial arts arena, a place where all things looked up to, a clear, mirror-like space beneath the azure sky. Without further words, the inspiring sounds of battle on the scene intensified the dim light filtering through the trees.

Who would emerge victorious this time? No one could predict it. But the two men standing on the stage had no other thoughts in their minds except the word "victory."

This confrontation didn't last long. Within two breaths of forming their stance, the first boxer appeared. His jabs, nimble and swift, yet packed with immense weight, pierced like lightning from the sky. Three punches, delivered in a split second, struck at the crown of victory.

The one who initiated the attack was naturally Bai Lin, who was standing on the ground as a challenger. Her first punch was directed at three vital points near the enemy's face without reservation, because she knew that simple probing would have no effect on He.

He, standing firmly on the ground as a superior being, reacted calmly and immediately. Seeing Bai Lin's swift sideways thrust, He reached forward with one hand and used his other inner arm to block Bai Lin's arm. He also took a step back, moving out of Bai Lin's attack range.

Her extended hand, on the one hand, restricted Bai Lin's unstruck secondary fist, and on the other, forcibly occupied the middle bridge position, gaining a certain martial arts advantage. If Bai Lin didn't quickly retract his fist, she could launch her own attack into the blind spot of Bai Lin's primary fist. If Bai Lin retracted his fist, He could quickly switch from defense to offense, pursuing with inch-force. This retreat, seemingly a retreat, was actually a highly aggressive "aggression."

What would Bai Lin do? Do you think she would retreat? I don't think so, and neither did she. After completing the necessary short recovery punch, she pulled her entire body forward, moving her back leg forward, slightly rotating her entire body, and then launched a backhand swing punch. The retracted main hand was also once again gathering momentum, ready to strike at any time.

Feeling Bai Lin's powerful punch, He's hand retreated, like a large cloth, nullifying the power of his fists and preventing them from even catching a tangible target. He lowered his body, his hands swung out in a flash, redirecting Bai Lin's backhand punch. The hand that had been reaching forward instantly pressed down on Bai Lin's shoulder, instantly draining away all of her accumulated strength.

"Using ingenuity to transform strength! While attacking, he simultaneously dissipates the opponent's energy, disrupting the opponent's offensive rhythm. This is Master He's Luan Zhu Ying!"

Chapter 516: Lifted it up directly?

Bamboo is hard and unyielding, its shadow dancing in the wind, yet it also possesses a sturdy nature. These two represent a person of great power and her endless array of attack methods.

The move "Chaos Bamboo Shadows" doesn't have a specific action stance, but rather is a spontaneous technique that can be incorporated into any attack. It disrupts the opponent's powerful strength, weakening any unconventional moves. In layman's terms, it's somewhat similar to "Hua Jin," but with a different principle and offensive capabilities.

With one hand on top and one hand on the other, He seized the opportunity to attack first and suppressed Bai Lin's attack, but she didn't have a free hand to launch a strike. However, hand-to-hand combat has never been limited to just striking. The reason she did this was naturally...

Throwing skills.

After disrupting the flow of power within Bai Lin, this powerful internal force surged back into him. He also steadied his feet, maintaining a firm stance and unleashing a powerful force. A heavy thud echoed as Bai Lin, a perfectly formed, formidable beast, was slammed to the ground. At 0:47 into the battle, He successfully dragged Bai Lin into a ground fight!

Since ancient times, ground combat and grappling have been crucial elements of unarmed combat. After all, knocking down an opponent of equal size with strikes alone is incredibly difficult. Initially simply referred to as wrestling or grappling, these techniques evolved into more systematic forms.

Being in such a strange world in such an era, He seemed to have her own unique understanding of ground combat. Taking advantage of the opportunity when Bai Lin was knocked unconscious by the combined weight of the two people, she unceremoniously spread her hands apart, trying to suppress Bai Lin first, and pressed her body directly on him, limiting the part where Bai Lin could exert force.

He didn't seem to be particularly adept at suppressing Bai Lin in ground combat. Her strange throwing technique didn't seem to be able to suppress Bai Lin's entire body immediately, but rather she had to first use her upper body to suppress Bai Lin, making him unable to resist, and then gradually invade him.

The friction between the tightly pressed bodies made the battle more intense. Bai Lin, who had regained some consciousness, did not feel any excitement at all. She immediately spread one of her legs, freeing half of her lower body from He's control, which had not yet been completely crushed.

From the outset, He's thinking was completely flawed. In ground combat, the upper body is the weapon, while the waist and lower body serve as both the foundation for power generation and the blade of wielding. Without the lower body's power source, even a blow of their strength would pose no threat. Although He's throw caught Bai Lin completely off guard, Bai Lin easily found an opening and instantly reversed the situation.

Bai Lin used the ground as support with his hands and hugged He's shoulders from the opposite direction. He bent his other knee and exerted force from his waist. He broke free from He's control and instead burst out with his own strength, pressing He directly to the ground.

How could He let Bai Lin break free so easily? Seeing that her body couldn't hold Bai Lin down, she turned around and grabbed Bai Lin's shoulder. While limiting Bai Lin's strength, her other hand also used her elbow to press against the ground, preventing her body from falling.

Seeing her strength disrupted once again, even affecting her waist, Bai Lin immediately decided to let go. Using both feet and her entire body, she pushed forward, wedging herself between the opponent's legs. She spun around, her hands firmly clasping He's grip on her shoulders, and then launched herself into the distance with all her might.

The ground triangle lock was formed just like that, but unlike the regular triangle lock, with the upper bodies of the two people at this distance, Bai Lin's goal was not to break the opponent's arm, but to tear it apart directly. This was not an easy task, but Bai Lin did it without hesitation.

The brutal attack instantly alerted He to the fact that something was amiss. The tearing sensation in his arm tendons was like an electric current piercing his soul, excruciating pain. His legs were pinned down tightly, and one hand was also bound. It seemed that choosing a ground battle had put him at a disadvantage.

At this moment, He remained calm and composed, displaying a smile that seemed to indicate she was at ease. She used the strength of her waist to push the front of her body up. Using her thigh, which was tightly held by Bai Lin, as a base, she raised her other arm high and struck Bai Lin directly on the side of his forehead.

Bai Lin wasn't one to back down easily. She knew He's punch wasn't going to be light, but she still stubbornly refused to let go, gritting her teeth and keeping her head pressed against the blow, taking it head-on. A powerful force, as if a revolving lantern, echoed in her mind. He's strength was beyond her imagination. The punch instantly depleted the strength in Bai Lin's hands and feet, leaving her completely stunned. By the time she finally realized what was happening, her body was already firmly grasped and spun in mid-air.

What's going on? I... the crane lifted me up? Impossible! How could she have suddenly moved from my side and directly lifted me up in just 0.2 seconds? And I wasn't completely unconscious just now, just a little weak. How could that be?

Bai Lin's mind was filled with disbelief. But there was no doubt that her body had been hurled from the ground by He and was now slamming back down at a breakneck speed. If Bai Lin's head had landed on the ground, she would have been half-dead. Her nimble hands instantly reached out to support the ground, her waist arched to the fullest, stabilizing He's full-strength throw. With a single movement, her legs clamped around He's waist.

The next moment, He was instantly thrown backward by Bai Lin. However, due to a little mental preparation, He landed safely. But before he could stand up, Bai Lin had already flipped over and swung his heavy fist into He's face. The sound of these rapid and thunderous punches breaking through the air was dodged or blocked by He at a very short distance.

Continuous jabs, uppercuts, side swings, spinning straight punches, a rapid combination of punches poured out like a storm, and finally, with a backhand hook swing, He launched a counterattack. She pulled her body to the inside of Bai Lin's arm, and her hand entwined like a spirit snake, starting from the inside of the opponent's arm and clasping her shoulder, instantly neutralizing Bai Lin's strength and restraining her hand. At the same time, a light kick from her lower leg caused Bai Lin to stumble.

Chapter 517 Wu Feng

Bai Lin, realizing something was amiss, saw He raise his attacking hand and immediately raised his free hand to defend. But in that split second, He vanished from the spot like a ghost, reappearing to the side in front of Bai Lin. She clasped Bai Lin's defensive hand with both hands and kicked at his hind legs, attempting to throw him forward.

Bai Lin, who had encountered such attacks again and again, was full of doubts in his mind, but the audience around him saw He's actions clearly enough.

"This is the terrifying part of Luan Zhuying. He seizes the moment when his opponent exerts force, and then diverts that force inward. He then uses this opportunity to dodge and accelerate unnecessarily."

Although Huan Gui's voice of praise made Mi Yu feel a little strange, it was indeed very clear. Bai Lin's advantage - his ability to perfectly unleash his power in most situations was perfectly countered by his ability to perfectly dissolve it for his own benefit in most situations.

Therefore, even if she had fallen into a disadvantage in the ground battle a second ago because she had not been able to fully control Bai Lin and had not considered the situation, she could still win the game with a throw. As long as she could find an opportunity to exert her own strength, combined with the power borrowed from Bai Lin, she could reverse the situation in an instant and make the impossible possible.

Instantly, Bai Lin's body, already unbalanced, fell forward. Fortunately, she reacted quickly, using both hands to support herself, preventing her face from making direct contact with the ground. She quickly pushed her body to the side and rolled, trying to avoid being pinned down by the opponent. However, knowing that he was at a disadvantage in ground combat, He didn't seem to rush to press forward, and instead kicked Bai Lin directly in the liver.

After being kicked, Bai Lin felt as if there was a sharp knife in her body, running through her liver and all over her body. She was stunned for a moment and couldn't get up immediately. He raised his leg high and chopped it down heavily at Bai Lin on the ground.

Because of the heavy blow, Bai Lin had no time to dodge. She raised her hands to the limit to block. However, how could a human arm withstand the power of a leg? Instantly, intense pain radiated from Bai Lin's arm. He pulled back his leg, gathering all the core strength in his waist and spine, preparing to kick again.

Judging from He's command of power, while she lacked Bai Lin's exceptional balance, she could still easily manage something as simple as standing on her toes for extended periods. Given this, her concentrated attack was like a scythe of death, capable of reaping the lives of others. If she were to be struck by this blow aimed at Bai Lin's head, she would undoubtedly be defeated.

Despite intense pain radiating from her entire body, Bai Lin's personality meant she wouldn't easily accept defeat. Especially in the realm of bare-handed combat, a realm that fueled her passion and made her risk her life. She slammed her injured arm into the ground with her elbow, harnessing the power from her waist to instantly spin her entire body 75 degrees. With a single kick, she tripped He, who was standing on one leg, and averted the defeat.

Immediately afterwards, Bai Lin's legs and back muscles gathered strength again, her upper body springing up, her lower body supporting herself on one leg, as she was about to advance and pursue the unbalanced He. But how could He give her this opportunity? Just as Bai Lin was about to pounce, two breathtaking arcs of light flashed by, forcing Bai Lin to dodge repeatedly. After forcing Bai Lin back, He easily rose to her feet and regained her balance. She did not rush to pursue the injured Bai Lin, but instead kept her distance.

The two of them once again entered a standoff. Bai Lin moved her hand, feeling an unnatural stiffness and waves of pain as she moved. Clearly, Bai Lin's injuries were far more severe than He's. Three of her ribs had been broken, and the bones in her arm felt cracked. Although she could still fight with all her might, her situation was far from optimistic. After all, even at her peak, she couldn't withstand He's attacks, let alone after being injured.

"This is really difficult..." Bai Lin naturally thought. At this point, her eyes were filled with the desire to chop He into pieces, but that didn't mean she was furious at being beaten. She had simply entered Bai Lin's unique "combat state."

"His punches are truly fierce. His desire to attack is so strong and he uses it to the fullest. You really can't judge a person by his appearance."

He's voice came, and there was a hint of ridicule in his words, but Bai Lin, as an expert in ridicule, did not have the slightest fluctuation in her heart. She replied to He in a relatively calm tone,

"Same here, judging by your stance, I never expected you to be so good at kicking. I thought you'd use the standard ancient martial arts style, with mid-bridge attacks, quick attacks, and a combination of offense and defense."

"It's just that I feel particularly strong when I kick someone who's fallen down. But in terms of posture, I still have a lot of experience."

He smiled as he put his palms together and placed them against his body, elbows facing outwards, holding it firmly up and down, with a strong sense of ancient martial arts.

The posture is tailored to each person's individual situation. While the postures may be similar, there will be slight differences depending on each person's physical condition and habits.

Different martial arts or fighting styles often require different stances. For example, when performing a throw, one often lowers their body. Crane's shift was clearly a signal to Bai Lin that he was switching gears. While this might have been a bit of a bluff, it was enough to make Bai Lin feel a little dissatisfied. However, it wasn't dissatisfaction with Crane.

Damn it, I just figured out some tricks and you changed your stance? Are you still letting me play with you?

Despite her discontent, Bai Lin, with her vast martial arts prowess, possessed a unique advantage in tug-of-war. She could gradually understand her opponent's martial arts and develop corresponding strategies. With a few more rounds, He's frequent changes of stance wouldn't be a problem, provided Bai Lin could withstand the opponent's attacks.

Although taking a defensive stance can allow Bai Lin to play to his strengths and prevent Bai Lin from being severely injured by the opponent too early. But...

Chapter 518 Pian Meifeng

Bai Lin, who had dropped her weapon only in extremely passive situations, had no interest in playing the fool. She casually wiped the blood from her mouth, then gathered her strength and instantly charged forward, attacking without fear.

Just do it!

With the weight of a cannonball, it crashed into He. A punch, weighing over a hundred tons, slammed fiercely into He's face. Just as Bai Lin's fist passed He's arm by three inches, He's hands suddenly moved, their elbows crisscrossing like falling stars. The figure flickered, and even Bai Lin was momentarily stunned.

Bai Lin's attack missed, and instead, she felt a tearing sensation on her arm. Two deep, bloody streaks etched into her flesh, as if torn apart by the teeth of a wild beast. Before she could even react, two fingers were already approaching Bai Lin's face, darting directly into her eyes. The sharp, piercing aura caused her eyes to daze, as if pierced by glaring sunlight, leaving her feeling dizzy.

Despite this, Bai Lin still had the sense to avoid danger. She leaned sideways, stepped back, and quickly raised her hands in a defensive posture. He, on the other hand, took advantage of this opportunity, took a deep breath, and launched a series of attacks.

At Bai Lin and He's level, the length of time they could fight without a break was no exaggeration. Now, the torrential downpour of attacks was being fed back to Bai Lin bit by bit, the sharp wounds rapidly destroying her arms, causing the shield she had created with both hands to begin to crumble.

"Pian Meifeng... Lady He is serious. She didn't give the guest any chance to breathe. Instead, she was determined to use all her abilities to achieve victory!"

Huan Gui's words naturally pointed out He's intentions. Indeed, in this round, He was only concerned with a quick conclusion to the fight. She was also a warrior, and as a warrior, how could she not be competitive? It wasn't that He suddenly lost interest in the duel, but rather that she realized she might not be as skilled in ground combat as Bai Lin. She needed to exploit her strengths to disrupt the enemy's, a strategic consideration that would allow her to fight with all her might.

Plum Blossom Blade isn't a single, defined technique, but rather a skill honed through the concentration of her own strength. Plum blossoms, proud of the cold, possess both a certain pride and an unyielding spirit, while also possessing a certain domineering aura. This pride, capable of defying the harshness of winter, possesses an absolute sharpness.

Joints and limb extremities—those parts of the human body considered sharp—could achieve this effect, thanks to Crane's ability to shift and deflect force to its limits. Even an ordinary steel blade wouldn't be able to cut through Bai Lin's skin, but Crane's sharp blade could easily shave three inches off.

Slicing iron like mud and splitting mountains is no problem, but the sheer amount of force required is immense, and He can't accomplish it instantly. Therefore, her attack speed is somewhat slow when she uses this ability. However, she deftly inserts the Plum Blossom Blade into various moves, inserting one or two strikes into regular combos and using visual trances to attack Bai Lin.

Perhaps this ability is not so powerful to others, but in He's hands, it is definitely the most powerful blade.

Seeing Bai Lin retreating further and further, He seized the opportunity and took a large step forward. He clenched his fingertips slightly, then, right in front of Bai Lin, launched a downward scoop, aiming directly at her abdomen. This was a deadly move, powerful enough to penetrate Bai Lin's body and disrupt her internal organs. However, Bai Lin's hands remained in front of her upper body. How could she possibly withstand this attack?

Instantly, the sound of metal clashing resounded, followed by a teeth-grinding friction. A puff of smoke, like the fading sparks of fire, dissipated from the side of Bai Lin's hand. Unbeknownst to her, her eyes had cleared and she stared intently at He. With one hand, Bai Lin parried He's attack, while the other, clenched into a fist, pressed inward against her chest.

As the name suggests, "Shou Shou" is a quick move, originally used in close combat to save force and seize the middle bridge. It can be said to be a relatively rare move in traditional martial arts. At this distance, in this situation, Bai Lin used it.

In this moment when there was almost no breathing space, she saw through He's seemingly casual but actually mysterious attack pace, so she chose to suddenly burst out her strength and speed in this confident finishing move.

Blood splattered on the wall behind him and dripped onto the ground beside Bai Lin. He's hand was not blocked by Bai Lin without injury, but directly grazed Bai Lin's bones, which was why the sparks and white smoke appeared.