Chapter 28: Lou Lan’s suspicion (1/2)

Chapter 28: Lou Lan’s suspicion

Translator: IreneEditor: Pranav

When Lou Lan put the training hall’s mask on his face, he realized that he was actually wearing two layers of masks. It was an entirely original experience, just like how, at this very moment, he was standing on a stage in front of an audience.

While buying his usual groceries, he had passed by many training halls, seen many banners promoting blind battling, and had even heard many discussing it as well.

However, before today, he had never imagined that he would someday be standing on a stage and participating in a blind battle.

He truly would never have dreamed of it. Yet the reality was right in front of his eyes.

A battle awaited him; either he or his enemies would prevail. However, Lou Lan had a belly full of doubts; he wanted to tell Ai Hui that this situation was somewhat different to what the staff had described.

He reached upwards and lightly brushed his hand against the soul-fogging grass.

What he had wanted to tell Ai Hui earlier, before he had been rudely interrupted by his own thoughts, was that the soul-fogging grass seemed to have no effect on his ability to detect people. He could still “see” them.

Lou Lou deemed it weird. He was familiar with the soul-fogging grass, and according to what he had learned, it really should have been able to restrain his powers. But then why was he still able to “see” others?

This was the first time that he had noticed that his body was different, but he could discern it only because of this blind battle and the blade of soul-fogging grass stuck on his head.

Lower level sand puppets were significantly affected by the soul-fogging grass. Could it be that he was not one of them? Lou Lan felt that that was impossible. When a low-level sand puppet was perfectly adequate for cooking and cleaning, why would a high-level one be required? It was much more likely that his abnormalities were because of Master Shao's experiments. Master Shao was fascinated with research; whenever he gained inspiration, he would immediately test it out on Lou Lan.

However, these experiments had often led to problems arising in Lou Lan's body. For instance, during the time he had first met Ai Hui, his core had malfunctioned, and hence his body had started to fall apart.

Maybe it was some kind of new technology?

He reminded himself to ask Master Shao when he returned home.

In reality, the soul-fogging grass was not completely ineffective; his field of vision was affected, and his surroundings had become much blurrier. Lou Lan also found out, that unexpectedly, the opaque mask on his face had the most noticeable impact.

Had he been using his eyes to observe the outside world? How strange...

Lou Lan was surprised; he really had not expected this. Sand puppets seldom used their eyes to observe the world because earth elementalists, with their exquisite techniques and colorful experiences, knew that their sight would be greatly impaired. Under Master Shao’s meticulous guidance, Lou Lan had come to understand a lot about sand puppets. However, Lou Lan had never examined his own body and had never realized that it had so many unique qualities.

When he thought about it, Lou Lan felt relieved. Master Shao had never been one to abide by conventions.

It would have been odd if he had been like other sand puppets.

Lou Lan suddenly noticed that during the short moment he had been distracted, Ai Hui had already initiated contact with an opponent.

Ai Hui strangely groped in the dark; his legs were apart in a half-squat, while both his arms were spread out and open, like a crab’s pincers. That’s right! Ai Hui’s posture was remarkably similar to that of a crab.

Ai Hui’s movements were silent. His soles were like those of a cat, uncannily inaudible.

How amazing!

Lou Lan inwardly exclaimed with admiration. Compared to Ai Hui, his opponent seemed much more amateurish; even Lou Lan could tell that the latter’s movements carried a tinge of panic.

The sight made Lou Lan recall scenes of wild beasts hunting. Ai Hui was like a slowly advancing wild beast, and his opponent was like an alarmed, fidgety prey.

Suddenly, while Ai Hui was in a crouching position, his palm made contact with his opponent’s waist.

At the moment of contact, both parties reacted simultaneously.

The opponent’s first response was to immediately direct a punch towards Ai Hui, but contrary to his expectations, Ai Hui was in a half-squat. The punch flew past Ai Hui’s head and struck empty air.

Ai Hu’s attack was much more effective.

The moment he felt his opponent’s waist, Ai Hui instantly reacted by swiftly gripping onto it and pulling it close. He then borrowed this momentum to thrust himself sideways and lunge for his opponent's calf.