Yang Ruxin looked at Gu Qiaoâs conflicted expression and couldnât help but burst into laughter.
Gu Qiaoâs face turned red, as he couldnât even undo a simple acupoint. He instantly began to question his martial arts skills.
"King Hadesâ techniques dominated the Wulin decades ago, and his acupoint methods are especially strange." Changyangzi anxiously gestured with his hand, seeing his disciple in such a predicament. "Itâs normal that you canât undo it."
Gu Qiao could only lower his head.
"You talk as if you can undo it," Dao Xuzi rolled his eyes at Changyangzi.
"I canât undo it, but it seems you canât either, can you?" Changyangzi returned the eye roll.
"I just couldnât be bothered to learn," Dao Xuzi took a big bite of the rabbit leg in his hand.
"Would it kill you not to brag?" Tang Wanqian glared at Dao Xuzi, "Canât you learn from me? Admit it if you canât do it, whatâs so embarrassing?"
"You old man..." Dao Xuzi frowned.
And Gu Qiao, Yang Xiong, and the others were relieved. They were all trained by Changyangzi himself, and since their master couldnât undo it, there was nothing for them to be ashamed of.
"Fools," Ming Guang disdainfully glanced at them and then suddenly spat a bone at the man in black, "By the way, two just ran off."
Though it seemed like a casual move, the bone, strangely as if it had eyes, swiftly hit the man in black on his shoulder blade.
The man in black, whose body had been completely still, suddenly moved slightly and even let out a cough.
"This skill..." Shu Luo couldnât help but give a thumbs up.
Yang Ruxin said nothing. After all, sheâd heard that back in the day, the Wansheng Sect had slaughtered half the Wulin. Could that have been done with ordinary skills?
Gu Qingheng had been learning from the old man for these past few days, and Changyangzi had tested him, saying Gu Qinghengâs Inner Strength had increased by at least thirty percent.
"Whatâs so impressive? You caught just one out of three, is that called impressive?" Dao Xuzi snorted.
"I didnât want to catch them," Ming Guang chuckled smugly, "yet none of you even noticed..."
Yang Ruxin couldnât help but smile. This was what it meant to have high martial arts skills and be willful.
"Speak, what are you doing following us?" Gu Qiao went over and kicked the man in black.
But the man in black didnât even lift an eyelid. Being discovered was already his failure, what more could he say?
"Let me ask," Yang Ruxin stepped forward.
Gu Qiao and Yang Xiong pulled the man up and forced him to raise his head.
Yang Ruxin stared into his eyes for a long time before smiling slightly, "Who is your master?"
The man in black had clearly undergone training to resist the Soul-absorbing Technique, so he quickly regained clarity after a moment of confusion. However, Yang Ruxin wouldnât give him a chance to fully regain his senses, continuing to strengthen her mental control.
"My... master..." The man in blackâs face twisted. He suddenly clutched his head with his hands, "My master is..." Then his mouth opened wide, and a mouthful of blood spurted out before he collapsed to the ground.
"Madam, heâs dead." Gu Qiao checked the manâs breath.
Yang Ruxin frowned; she hadnât expected this personâs willpower to be so strong.
"Xinxin." Gu Qingheng came over and held Yang Ruxinâs hand, "Dead is dead. This person was discovered by the second master as soon as he came over, and the two that escaped later didnât even get a chance to get close, so..."
Yang Ruxin nodded, "I know." She was just surprised at this personâs tenacious willpower; he had deliberately ruptured his heart vessel to oppose her.