Huh!
Wuming thought the big guy was definitely dead, but then he felt something was wrong.
He immediately stepped back, but the moment he retreated, the big guy suddenly changed his tactics and swept the axe horizontally, almost cutting Wuming in half.
"Hard Qigong?"
Wuming looked at the big guy and asked.
However, the big guy obviously would not tell Wuming what he was practicing. He was not the villain in anime novels who liked to proudly tell his opponents about his abilities. This would only make things uncomfortable for him.
Unless your abilities have no weaknesses, telling others about your abilities is actually equivalent to telling them about your own weaknesses.
Wuming was not disappointed at all. He avoided the big guy's subsequent series of attacks and suddenly slashed the back of his head with a knife.
Then he dodged the big man's axe and slashed at his neck again.
"I see. I thought that horizontal training techniques like the Golden Bell Cover and Iron Shirt would have weaknesses, but it turns out to be a more interesting ability." Wuming said with a smile.
In the last two strikes, he struck at the weaker parts of the big guy's body, and these two parts happened to be exposed, so they presented different situations after the strikes.
The cut to the back of the head didn't even leave a mark, but the second cut to the neck only left a very faint white mark.
This shows that the big guy did not defend well against the second attack. This is not some kind of horizontal training technique, but more like a technique that concentrates internal force on a certain point for defense.
Only if the big guy sees it, or determines in advance where Wuming's attack will land, can he mobilize his internal strength to defend and avoid injury.
Once he can't see or doesn't have time to defend himself, he will be hurt.
This ability is not difficult to crack once understood. Wuming smiled and increased his attack speed. At the same time, the attacks became real and fake, making it impossible for the big guy to judge which attack was a real attack and which was a fake attack.
Gradually, the big guy began to get dense knife wounds on his body. Some bandits wanted to come up to rescue him, but they were stopped by Ni Hongye and Delia.
"You are definitely not ordinary bodyguards. Are you the bastards from the Six Gates?" The big guy also realized that Wuming and the others were too strong. How could such strong people possibly serve as bodyguards.
Wuming smiled and said, "Tell me what kind of martial arts you practice, and I might consider sparing your life."
"Really?" the big guy asked doubtfully.
Wuming smiled and said, "You might as well believe it."
"The martial arts I practice is a family martial art called the Golden Belt Kung Fu. After mastering it, it's as if there is a golden ribbon protecting the body. In a moment's thought, the ribbon can move around the body and defend against the opponent's attack." The big guy replied.
Wuming put away the knife and said, "Do you have the skills with you?"
"No, what's the use of carrying it with me when I go out to rob?" the big guy said righteously.
Wuming drew his knife again. Seeing this, the big guy quickly said, "But I can recite the whole text. In order to memorize the whole text, my mother broke several sticks on me."
"Then recite it to me." Wuming put away the knife again.
The big guy hesitated for a moment, but in order to save his life he recited the entire text honestly. After listening, Wuming closed his eyes and thought about it in his mind.