Phi-Fic Chapter 345 - 292: Chopping Wood Knife Technique (Part 2)
Chapter 345 - 292: Chopping Wood Knife Technique (Part 2)
This chopping wood knife is the blade he usually uses to chop wood in the yard, or it can also be said to be a farm tool.
He has used this knife for nearly thirty years. Every time he grips this knife, it feels like an extension of his own hand, connected in heart and mind, with no barriers.
The old farmer held the chopping knife, suddenly stepping rapidly with quick, small steps, the knife’s shadow like a silver streak, flashing black, chopping down towards Tao Rong’s head.
At the Talent Selection Conference, Tao Rong had a fierce battle with Duan Rong, and after returning, he pondered over it for several days, breaking through to the Micro Realm.
Seeing the old farmer’s downward chop, Tao Rong was shocked!
The old farmer’s strange, small steps were extraordinarily fast, and that downward chop was simple and steady, without any embellishments, clearly someone of considerable skill.
Both were in the Micro Realm, and they immediately clashed together.
As soon as they exchanged blows, the old farmer clicked his tongue. The information Ge Qingchuan provided was wrong; how could this Tao Rong be in the Great Success Realm? Clearly, he was already in the Micro Realm!
Though both were in the Micro Realm, the old farmer obviously had the upper hand over Tao Rong.
The old farmer’s chopping wood saber technique had been honed for many years, reaching a level of consummate skill.
Originally, they were just a few energy-saving movements understood from years of chopping wood.
But after he joined the Filthy Blood Sect and cultivated the Filthy Blood Divine Skill, he also received some martial arts inheritance from within the sect.
As he practiced, those few chopping movements blended in, forming a crude saber technique.
Later, after achieving the Great Success Realm, he abandoned the complex martial arts skills, only retaining those few chopping motions. Using them repeatedly, their power increased dramatically, and since then, he called this saber technique the Chopping Wood Knife Technique, practicing it daily!
Tao Rong saw that he was at a disadvantage. The old farmer’s saber technique seemed clumsy but was actually full of power, knowing that if he continued for long, he would surely die!
Suddenly, Tao Rong shook his sleeve, and three slender darts shot out!
The old farmer flipped his chopping knife, intending to knock down the three slender darts coming at him. But at that moment, the middle dart suddenly exploded, and three even thinner darts shot out from it, directly targeting the old farmer’s face!
The old farmer’s face darkened instantly, feeling a jolt as if electrified, and the blood threads around his body suddenly surged!
The blood threads shot from the old farmer’s pores, like bristling hair!
As the blood threads emerged, they gathered in front of the old man’s face like living creatures, blocking the three slender darts shot from the explosion!
The old farmer glared angrily at Tao Rong with a dark expression.
Tao Rong looked at the old farmer in front of him, surrounded by bizarre blood threads, resembling a ghost covered in red threads...
The blood threads floated and writhed, with a color like leeches engorged with blood, a dark red about to drip...
"Filthy Blood...Fiend..."
In that instant, Tao Rong stammered slightly in his speech.
As a scion of a family, he naturally knew many of the Filthy Blood Sect’s secrets, but it was his first time seeing a real Filthy Blood Fiend. Seeing that densely floating, bizarre, terrifying, and nauseating blood thread...
Tao Rong’s expression turned extremely ugly instantly.
The moment the explosion happened on the road, he was still wondering which bandits dared to attack even the Sect Envoy?
Now he finally understood, it was an ambush organized by the Filthy Blood Sect!
To annihilate them!
There were faint collisions of iron all around, indicating that their group was caught in a chaotic battle...
With this man before him, he wasn’t originally an opponent, now with the bizarre blood thread able to instantly protect him, his chances of winning were slim!
Tao Rong immediately figured out his strategy, now he could only hold his ground, delay for time, and maybe after other battlegrounds determine the outcome, a Sect Envoy would come to rescue him.
After all, the Sect Envoy’s task was to protect this batch of registered disciples!
But Tao Rong was obviously thinking too much. After the old farmer’s blood threads surged, he was ferocious like a beast. With the protection from the blood threads of the Filthy Blood Divine Skill surging out, he acted without hesitation, attacking as if chopping wood!
He leaped up entirely, chopping down directly towards Tao Rong!
Tao Rong saw his body covered with floating blood threads and was about to dodge, but as the old farmer chopped down, he followed with a flick, slicing off a large chunk of flesh from Tao Rong’s hip trying to dodge.
Seeing the blood, the old farmer’s eyes lit up, leap forward, and slashed horizontally towards Tao Rong!
Tao Rong shifted his body to avoid the blade, but the old farmer turned his body sideways, ramming directly into Tao Rong’s embrace!
The two fell rolling, the large mass of blood threads covered Tao Rong’s face, writhing sticky and slippery...
Tao Rong, disgusted and terrified, in panic, drew his knife and chopped, but the blood threads blocked his blade!
Almost at the same moment of falling to the ground, the old farmer flipped his arms, swung around, and slashed at Tao Rong!
Seeing the blade shadow coming down, Tao Rong suddenly kicked the ground with his right leg, tilting his body backward, intending to avoid this blade!
But the old farmer seemed to predict his action, also kicking the ground with his right leg, instantly leaping up, tilting backward!
Their movements were like carved from the same mold, neat and uniform, but the old farmer’s blade was already pressing closely!
Tao Rong, already aged, couldn’t change as fast, realizing he couldn’t dodge this blade, had to tilt his body, sacrificing his arm to save his life!
The old farmer’s blade was seasoned, cutting off Tao Rong’s entire left arm with one stroke. Amidst the splattering blood, both fell to the ground almost simultaneously!
A severed arm dropped on the grass between them...
Tao Rong stood holding his knife, sweating profusely, face pale, eyes filled with fear, tremblingly pleading, "Sir, could you spare my life! My Tao Family has some property in Xianggu County. I am willing to offer it all to you, sir!"