The cluster of silver light at the fingertips flew out and landed directly on the tree trunk opposite.
One second...
Two seconds...
Three seconds...
Xia Chuyi maintained her stance for a long time, and when she saw that under Jun Lei's finger, the tree trunk did not move at all, only two leaves fell leisurely at most, it was quite tragic as if the autumn wind swept the fallen leaves, she couldn't help but twitch.
The corner of his mouth twitched: "Did you point wrongly?"
Withdrawing her hand, Xia Chu strode to the front of the tree, stared at her with a pair of watery, keen eyes, and carefully searched around the tree trunk for traces of her attack.
After searching for a long time, she found a scorch mark the size of a bean in an inconspicuous position. She reached out and touched it, and it was still warm. It was obviously made just now.
"This is not Jun Lei's finger. Just change the name and poke it."
Pouring his lips with some dissatisfaction, Xia Chuyi was ready to try again. A neat starting position, this time he was obviously much more proficient than the last time.
She didn't look far away, just stretched out her index finger and poked the tree trunk.
"Ah-it hurts!!!"
In the forest, a cruel cry sounded, startling countless birds.
Xia Chuyi held back tears and looked at her almost bent fingers, and then at the scorched hole one finger deep that was poked in the tree trunk. The expression on her face seemed to be crying and laughing at the same time. It was so complicated that it was difficult to describe.
After practicing this "poke", it is an excellent fighting skill for attacking enemies at close range. Even a tree trunk can poke a hole, let alone a human body.
There is just one big shortcoming that needs to be improved - it hurts her fingers when poked!
After groping for half a day in the woods, Xia Chuyi basically mastered the key to "poke". It's just that the extremely domineering and majestic "Jun Lei Finger" was actually practiced by her into "poke", and she didn't know.
If the senior who created this technique knew about it, would he be so angry that he would spit out a mouthful of old blood?
Holding a piece of grass in his mouth and humming a tune, Xia Chu put his hands behind his back and slowly walked towards the inn in the afterglow of dusk.
Outside the city gate, next to the rotten tea shed.
A man in his forties or fifties, dressed in dark red and brocade clothes, was sitting on a broken table, holding a tea bowl and drinking tea slowly.
The earthen bowl of coarse tea was like precious fragrant tea in his hands, and his fierce and solemn aura was incompatible with the surrounding scene.
The vendors and common people passing by seemed to have noticed something was wrong with the atmosphere in this area, and hurriedly moved as far away as possible. Even the tea seller hurriedly hid, not even bothering to collect the tea money.
Xia Chuyi's steps stagnated, and when she met the cold gaze directed at her, she immediately knew that what was coming was inevitable.
During a moment of pause, a large group of people who had been ambushing around her suddenly rushed out, surrounding her with water, and the silver light of their weapons was dazzling.
The sky is full of colorful clouds, swaying on the earth, which is indescribably beautiful.
Xia Chuyi faced the bright backlight and walked slowly towards the man in red brocade who was sitting there.
The petite figure was blushed by the afterglow.
It was like a newly born soul emerging from hell. Such a proud posture made the man sitting there couldn't help but narrow his eyes, and the cruel look in his eyes became more intense.
He actually didn't know when the Xia family had raised such a dormant beast that would bite the opponent hard when he got the chance and would not stop until it was fatal.
All of them were mistaken.
On the contrary, when Xia Chu faced such a large formation, he was not nervous at all. With a decent smile on his face, he slowly said to the man: "Hello, Chief Xia."