61 The Lad Running While Shooting Arrows (2/2)
Chao Xiaoshu's thin lips tightly pursed up, and lifting his right hand like a flash of lightning, he smacked his own chest three times, ”Pa-pa!” shaking the rainwater off of his black gown. He sealed up his Ocean of Qi by force. His body had floated away from the ground by taking advantage of the previous smack, and drifted out of the gate of his courtyard, floating to the alley shrouded by rainwater.
Chao Xiaoshu perceived the omnipresent fluctuation of the Primordial Qi in the air, and experienced the net, woven by the cold and damp air line, around his body. He took a deep breath, starting to walk forward.
He walked towards the carriage in the rain, his complexion becoming paler and paler, but his two pupils became brighter and brighter. His placidity and leisureliness of his daily life had been replaced with apathy and fortitude. Whenever he made a step forward, both his body and mind were seriously injured by the fluctuation of the Primordial Qi in the alley. Even if he walked forward even for a step again, the stroke by the great Psyche Master on his Ocean of Qi would be a bit sharper. But he kept on walking forward, for he had to get close to that carriage.
Just when Chao Xiaoshu experienced a heavy heartbeat in his chest, Ning Que also perceived a different feeling. In the crash-bang rain, he heard a sound like war drums. He knew that the hideous sound, thumping like a war drum, came from the body of Chao Xiaoshu, with which Chao Xiaoshu intended to attack the viscus within the enemy by relying on the Psyche Power controlling the Primordial Qi between Heaven and Earth.
This kind of measure seemed too mysterious to be resisted, irresistible, and impossible to defend against. Chao Xiaoshu, standing in the rain, knew that the truly fearful enemy had finally emerged, with his body beginning to stiffen, and his hands grasping the hilts that had become suddenly extremely cold.
Chao Xiaoshu walked towards that carriage in the rain without giving Ning Que any kind of explanation, because his mind was completely focused on confronting the enemy within the carriage. He did not have any spare time or energy to tell Ning Que what he should do.
Ning Que had seen Lv Qingchen's attack, aware of how terrifying the Psyche Master was, so he knew that at the moment he must suppress all his fear. He was very clear that, for powerful Psyche Masters, their frail bodies would become their fatal weakness. To make Chao Xiaoshu and himself survive this disaster, he had to employ all available means to injure that man's body in the carriage and break his meditation.
The thick rain separating the main entrance of the Chao Mansion and the carriage was up to 100 feet. The great Psyche Master could directly attack the enemy by controlling the Qi of Heaven and Earth to disregard both the distance and the limit imposed by time and space. Whereas, as an ordinary person, which measures should he choose to break the opponent's meditation?
His right foot heavily stomped onto the blue flagstone, resulting in a lap of the accumulated, slightly muddy water around his sole. Relying on the massive countershock force, Ning Que's body skimmed over the main entrance of Chao Mansion transversely with a swooshing sound, leaping into midair.
Still in midair, he whizzed up, the podao held by his right hand was inserted precisely back into the sheath behind him. Then he took hold of the arrow in the quiver, turning over his left elbow, and the boxwood bow appeared in front of him after moving in a circle through the rain.
He skimmed over in the rain, pulling apart the boxwood bow with a rush and tightening up the cord before releasing, and then the four arrows were all fired together!
Four arrows were fired at the carriage in the rain, like lightning!
Those four arrows had already passed by Chao Xiaoshu's side when Ning Que's two feet stamped the water, the center of his body falling onto the ground. One could imagine how astonishing his reaction speed and firing speed were!
Since speed was required, pausing would make no sense. So, Ning Que once again ran wildly after the carriage with his two feet stepping into the rainwater accumulated in the street and his body tilted forward just like a leopard. The boxwood bow spread before his body once again, with the bowstring making a buzzing sound, and then the arrows were fired again just like lightning!
He ran while firing arrows on a rainy night.