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#153 - Comes with gale effect

"My flying altitude, although not comparable to the elders of the Dragon Transformation Gate."

"But I've been flying for so long, and I don't need to borrow strength at all. My endurance is obviously much stronger than theirs."

"Or rather, I can borrow strength from the wind."

"Even my speed is not much slower than theirs."

"This is the advantage of advanced martial arts!"

Liang Jin was really enjoying the feeling of flying with 'Wind-Stepping Shadow Footwork'.

It truly lived up to its reputation as a high-quality Earth-rank secret skill produced by the system.

The feeling it gave him was completely incomparable to the ordinary Profound-rank 'A Soldier Values Clumsy Speed'.

'A Soldier Values Clumsy Speed' couldn't allow him to fly for a long time.

The only drawback…

Was that 'Wind-Stepping Shadow Footwork' actually came with a built-in gale effect.

As long as he used the lightness skill, there would always be constant gales around him.

This also made Liang Jin helplessly complain:

"It seems that the person who created this lightness skill must have been a righteous hero type of person."

"This kind of hero never deigns to launch sneak attacks from behind, so he's not afraid of having a gale effect when he appears."

"It can be said that he comes openly and goes honorably."

A hero naturally follows the righteous path.

But Liang Jin didn't care so much. He never felt guilty about using despicable methods, and he would never confront head-on if he could sneak attack.

This also made Liang Jin a little worried about how stealthy his lightness skill actually was.

Immediately, Liang Jin turned his gaze towards the direction of the coast.

It was already night.

A bright moon hung over the sea.

…

This team of disciples was training while holding torches.

Suddenly.

"Whoosh—!"

A gust of wind blew.

The torches in the disciples' hands swayed constantly, and their hair and clothes fluttered in the wind.

Even the sand on the beach was blown up by the wind.

"Why did such a strong wind suddenly rise?"

The disciples were confused, shielding their eyes with their hands to block the sand.

Then suddenly.

The gale subsided in an instant.

The flying sand fell, and their fluttering hair and clothes instantly calmed down.

The surroundings were calm.

The disciples were secretly surprised:

"What a strange wind!"

This wind came and went so suddenly, which was not unusual.

But the disciples didn't take it to heart, and continued to patrol while holding their torches.

After all, on an island, sudden changes in air pressure were normal.

…

Nearby.

In a dark grove.

A man and a woman were secretly meeting under the moonlight.

"Qian'er, just let me hold your hand, just for a moment."

"Don't worry, I won't move around."

The man speaking was actually Tan Jian, the nephew of Law Enforcement Elder Li Xue.

Tan Jian said with a smile, while reaching out his hand towards the beautiful female disciple beside him.

This female disciple was none other than Yang Qian.

She leaned against the tree trunk, slowly raised her jade hand, and gently placed it in Tan Jian's palm.

Tan Jian was overjoyed and immediately held her jade hand and stroked it, a lewd and enjoying expression appearing on his face.

Yang Qian's beautiful face, however, wore an arrogant expression, looking at Tan Jian's lewd appearance as if she were looking at a licking dog.

Suddenly.

"Whoosh—!"

A gust of wind actually blew through the grove.

The wind shook the treetops, and fallen leaves fluttered.

Both of their hair and clothes were blown wildly.

"Why is it windy?"

Tan Jian, who was feeling hot all over from touching her little hand, actually felt a trace of coolness from the wind.

Yang Qian, as if thinking of something, revealed a hint of fear and nine parts anger on her pretty face.

She withdrew her jade hand and questioned:

"Tan Jian, has your aunt found a way to deal with that barbaric brute Xiong Ba?"

"It's been so many days, and I haven't heard my uncle say anything about Xiong Ba's situation."

As soon as the name Xiong Ba was mentioned, Yang Qian hated him so much that her teeth itched.

Not only Yang Qian, but also Tan Jian's eyes flashed with intense hatred.

Tan Jian said indignantly:

"Qian'er, don't worry, I will repay the humiliation Xiong Ba inflicted on us a hundredfold, a thousandfold!"

"My aunt, the Law Enforcement Elder, has also long disliked that kid Xiong Ba. She told us to be low-key these two days and not provoke Xiong Ba. She's already thinking of a way."

"A while ago, my aunt already greeted the Divine Pill Hall, saying that the poison provided to Xiong Ba for his cultivation should have its toxicity increased by 10%!"

"That way, Xiong Ba will easily take an overdose in the process of using the poison, and he will be poisoned to death in a few days!"

When Tan Jian said this, he didn't notice that the surrounding gale seemed to be getting stronger.

Moreover, this gale was revolving around the grove, while the area outside the grove was calm.

Yang Qian complained:

"Why only increase the toxicity by 10%? Why not just double it!"

"If it had been doubled earlier, Xiong Ba might have been poisoned to death already!"

Hearing this, Tan Jian softly comforted her:

"Qian'er, isn't it because a 10% increase in toxicity is not easy to detect, and it's difficult to check afterwards?"

"After all, Xiong Ba is the chief disciple. It would be very troublesome if he was found to have died from murder."

Hearing this, Yang Qian finally calmed down a little.

However, she also didn't understand why Xiong Ba would cultivate the 'Hundred Evils Body Art', such an evil martial art?

Although it was an Earth-rank secret skill, even if it was given to Yang Qian for free, she would never cultivate it.

Perhaps only a masochist would cultivate such an inhumane secret skill.

Xiong Ba actually cultivated it with relish.

Sure enough, he was a pervert!

No, he was a pervert among perverts!

As Yang Qian was thinking, she suddenly heard a crisp sound on her face.

"Slap!!!"

Accompanying this crisp sound was a burst of intense pain.

This feeling… was as if someone had slapped her!

When Yang Qian came back to her senses, she couldn't help but cover her already swollen cheek and glared at Tan Jian in shock and anger:

"Tan Jian, what are you doing?"

"Why did you hit me?!"

Tan Jian was completely dumbfounded.

He subconsciously replied:

"I didn't hit you!"

"I heard a 'slap' and thought you were swatting a mosquito."

Seeing Tan Jian deny it, Yang Qian became even more angry.

There were clearly only the two of them here.

If it wasn't Tan Jian who hit her, then who did?

Just as Yang Qian was about to get angry.

"Slap!!!"

Another crisp sound!

Yang Qian couldn't help but jump up, covering her rear with both hands, her face flushed red.

She raised her eyebrows and glared at Tan Jian:

"You… you actually dared to hit my… butt?!"

"You shameless! You're such a lewd bastard!"

"What exactly do you want to do?!"

"I'm telling you, don't mess around!"

"Otherwise, I'll definitely tell my uncle, and even if your aunt is the Law Enforcement Elder, you'll have to pay the price!"

Yang Qian never minded giving Tan Jian, this licking dog, a little sweetness.

But this had to be under the premise that Yang Qian was willing, and only after seeing this licking dog beg for a long time would she bestow a little sweetness like giving a bone.

But Tan Jian now forcibly slapped her, and even hit her behind, which had already crossed Yang Qian's bottom line.

Especially that slap just now, it hurt so much!

It hurt so much that tears welled up in Yang Qian's eyes.

On the opposite side.

Tan Jian was even more dumbfounded now.

When did he ever harass Yang Qian?

Tan Jian hurriedly said:

"Yang Qian, you can't slander me!"

"If you don't want to be with me, you can say so directly, there's no need to use such clumsy means to slander me, right?"

There was no one else around, if Yang Qian didn't want to be a heartless scumbag, why would she deliberately slander Tan Jian.

What if this matter spread?

Tan Jian was proud of the reputation of Tan Jian bullying ordinary disciples in the Dragon Transformation Gate, after all, this could prove his strength!

But if the reputation of Tan Jian harassing female disciples spread, this was something Tan Jian couldn't bear!

Especially his aunt, who was the Law Enforcement Elder, extremely despised this kind of thing.

If it spread to his aunt's ears, she would definitely not spare Tan Jian!

"You still dare to say I'm slandering you?!"

"Alright! You pervert, you wait for me!"

Yang Qian shouted angrily and turned to run.

Tan Jian hurriedly wanted to chase after her:

"Yang Qian, explain yourself clearly!"

But the next moment, Tan Jian suddenly felt as if he had been tripped by something under his feet, and his whole body fell to the ground involuntarily.

Before he could react, a fist the size of a sandbag had already slammed heavily on his face.

"Bang!"

Accompanying a muffled sound, Tan Jian, who was originally falling forward, was actually knocked backwards by the fist.

Before he could fall to the ground, he had already fainted.

On the other side.

Yang Qian, who was running away, heard Tan Jian's movement behind her and was about to subconsciously turn her head.

A huge fist had already slammed into the back of her head.

Yang Qian was instantly knocked out a zhang away, and was also knocked unconscious.

She didn't even feel that her nasal bone was dislocated and her nose was bleeding from the fall.

The two of them lay on the ground like two dead dogs.