Chapter 67 Leaping Over the Dragon Gate
Chapter 67 Leaping Over the Dragon Gate
Sunrise and sunset, for two whole days and two whole nights.
He almost forgot about time, completely immersed in this strange "water refining".
The night was cold and gloomy, but under the moonlight, I honed my spear skills on the riverbed.
During the warm daytime sun, the sunlit shore allows one to breathe in and nourish their spirit.
Occasionally, with a flick of the spear, a fat fish passing by would be caught, roasted on a dry branch, sprinkled with coarse salt, and considered a nourishing dish.
Yin and Yang, movement and stillness.
The Tao follows the way of nature.
He achieved a kind of silent resonance with the river, the water, and the sunlight and moonlight.
On the third day, night fell once again.
Zhou Xing was already able to move freely with his spear thrusting and parrying from a depth of eighteen feet.
Under repeated tempering by water pressure, the skin becomes smooth and tough, and the skin membrane thickens significantly.
The fascia also becomes more flexible and agile, and begins to integrate more closely with the muscles and bones.
When the two [phases] came together, a layer of patterns faintly appeared around him, like a halo of light interwoven with fish scales, appearing and disappearing in the flowing water.
A thin, transparent webbed membrane even grows between the fingers.
That night, the moonlight was exceptionally bright, its clear radiance casting a silvery glow across the river, penetrating several feet into the water and casting hazy, shimmering spots of light on the riverbed.
Zhou Xing stood holding a gun, his mind clear and focused.
He had forgotten himself and the world around him, moving freely only with the rhythm of the flowing water and the memory of his body.
The spear tip sliced through the water, propelling the body to rotate, twist, and thrust...
The River Demon's movements became increasingly strange and fluid, as if it had transformed into a large fish born and raised in this place, its bones and fascia moving with the waves, its ability to deflect and guide force perfectly natural.
Moonlight filtered through the water, casting hazy beams of light that swayed around him.
At one moment, his spiritual awareness stirred, and his mind merged with the moon reflected in the water.
The spear in his hand danced, as if it had transformed into a single horn protruding from the forehead of a fish-dragon, breaking through the barrier of the water flow;
His twisting and turning waist resembled a carp wagging its tail, gathering strength to rise upwards.
A powerful and irresistible feeling welled up in his heart.
This is the moment!
Zhou Xing suddenly contracted and relaxed his waist and abdomen, his spine twisted like a dragon, the force rose from the ground, was propelled through his waist and hips, passed through his shoulders and arms, and finally condensed at the tip of the spear!
All the strength in his body, along with all the Yin-Yang rhythms and insights he had accumulated over the past two days, was poured into this single spear thrust!
A spiral curve shot out from the bottom of the water, drawing a powerful and beautiful trajectory.
It's as if, deep beneath the waters, a carp wags its tail in the abyss, gathering strength for a thousand years, breaking free of its mortal body, and transforming into a dragon to ascend to heaven!
"Gurgle... Ugh!!"
A strange, muffled sound erupted from the tip of the gun, piercing through the water.
It was as dull as a cow's moo, yet it carried a faint tremor like a frog's croak, and even a hint of a deep dragon's roar!
The sound comes out effortlessly!
The gunshot rang out, and the river water within three feet of Zhou Xing was shaken, creating a hollow ripple that took a while to be filled in by the surrounding water.
Further away, several night fish seemed to have been struck by an invisible hammer, floating belly up and dizzy as they drifted away with the waves.
At the same time, Zhou Xing's entire body resonated, his bone marrow vibrated, and involuntarily, he let out a deep, resonant sound:
"Gurgle!"
Like a dragon's soft roar, like muffled thunder rolling across the water, it harmonized with the gun's cry from within and without!
Become!
Zhou Xing's mind was clear.
The "Toad-Catching Strength" technique, when its power reaches this level, can shake the very marrow and regenerate new blood.
Just like the Tiger and Leopard Thunder Sound of Xingyi School, it can break through the original body's shackles and break through its physical limits by changing its blood.
The exhilaration and profound feeling of breaking through reached its peak, and Zhou Xing was still savoring it silently.
Suddenly, an extremely unnatural ripple came from the water not far to the side.
It wasn't an ordinary boat. Nor was it a fish; fish don't make this much noise.
Like a living submarine, carrying a hint of cold, fishy smell, it slowly swam deeper into the heart of the river!
He felt a chill run down his spine and abruptly turned his head!
In the dim moonlight and water reflections, about ten feet away, two blurry figures could be seen leading a strange creature, slowly swimming deeper into the river.
The creature was quite long, resembling neither a crocodile nor a fish, its scales gleaming with a cold, silvery light in the dark water.
Its limbs paddled in the water, its movements agile, and it was silently led by the two figures with ropes or chains.
They seemed to be startled by the dragon's roar, and the two of them turned to look in their direction.
Six pairs of eyes suddenly met in the dim light of the riverbed.
Several people gazed at each other across the water. Ripples spread across the surface, shattering the light and shadow.
Zhou Xing looked closely and saw that the two people opposite him were wearing dark-colored water jackets that clung to their skin, and their faces had several dark red fleshy slits that opened and closed slightly like fish gills.
Seeing that Zhou Xing did not move, one of them suddenly pulled on the chain in his hand.
The monster turned its head, its head resembling both a fish and an infant, its body arched, its wide mouth opened to reveal fine, backward-pointing teeth, and it emitted a low, grinding "whoosh" sound.
Demonstration?
Zhou Xing frowned slightly.
The opponent's origins are unknown, and I have been underwater for a long time, so my breath is almost depleted. It is not the right time for a protracted fight.
He slowly slid back a step, spreading his arms to indicate that he had no intention of conflict.
Seeing Zhou Xing retreat, a glint flashed in the eyes of the two men opposite them, and they stared at each other again. In their eyes, there was a clear hint of smugness, as if to say, "He was scared after all."
The next instant, one of them yanked the chain, and the other kicked off with both legs. The two men and the monster shot through the water like arrows and rushed straight toward Zhou Xing!
They move with incredible speed, several times more agile than the average person in the water!
Zhou Xing frowned. With a twist of his waist and a slight sway of his legs, he naturally activated the River Demon's aura, sliding backward like a large black fish.
Its speed is not much slower than the opponent's.
As he retreated, he observed that the two men were swimming strangely, with extreme swinging of their waists and hips, their legs pressed together like fish tails, and their gills opening and closing rapidly on their faces.
Like a mermaid in the water.
They chased for more than ten zhang, but the distance did not decrease.
Seeing this, one of them took out a dark bone whistle from his waist, stuffed it into the fish's gills, and puffed out his cheeks.
"Whoosh... Buzz..."
A strange vibration spread through the water, muffled, and penetrated directly into the brain.
Along with the tremor, words also came through indistinctly:
"Friend ahead, are you one of the Jianglong gang? Don't run... I'll ask you a few questions... After I'm done, I'll let you go..."
Zhou Xing ignored them, swung his waist and legs, and increased his speed by three points, diving into an even darker riverbed.
The water behind them churned violently as the two men, leading the monster, increased their speed and gave chase!
The bone whistle rang out again, this time with a hint of impatient ruthlessness:
"You're asking for it?! If you run again... I'll skin you alive... turn you into a 'spirit child'... and condemn you to eternal damnation! Waaah..."
Reincarnation?
Zhou Xing's mind flashed to the red-rimmed eyes of the little black cat in the attic. A surge of anger welled up inside him, and he laughed in fury.
One glimpse of the Dao!
These Southeast Asian heretics are all cut from the same cloth, a bunch of lunatics.
They feel entitled to whatever they want; they dare not move when confronted, but if they see someone take a step back, they assume it's out of fear and immediately become arrogant and overbearing.
Bullying the weak and fearing the strong is a skill passed down from generation to generation.
A cold glint flashed in his eyes, and with a quick glance, he spotted a raised mound in the riverbed to his right.
It was the terrain I had memorized during my shooting practice these past few days.
With a murderous intent in his heart, he continued swimming backward, but his route subtly changed, leading the two people and the monster diagonally towards the mound.
In the instant he swept past the mound, he thrust the tip of his spear forward, stirring up a cloud of murky water that surged ahead.
With a strange twist of its waist and hips, its entire body contracted like flowing water. Under the cover of the turbid current, like a true river demon, it silently slid into the shadowy rock crevices of the earthen mound, its aura completely concealed.
He then smoothly moved the spear along the mound, keeping the shaft close to the earthen mound and slightly raising the tip, pointing it towards the way he had come.
The faint light filtering through the water was even dimmer here, leaving only a hazy, yellowish glow.
"Since we're family..."
He held his breath and focused intently, listening intently to detect the slightest tremor in the water.
"Then it needs to be neat and tidy."
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