NABC Chapter 168 Why does no one believe me whenever I tell the truth?
Chapter 168 Why does no one believe me whenever I tell the truth?
Chapter 168 Why does no one believe me whenever I tell the truth?
Nalan Yuanshu shouted and charged at Chen Wen again, brandishing his cloth stick!
This scene revitalized the yamen runners, whose morale had been low due to the appearance of the Blood Flag Army.
"Look! That's the Admiral's signature move!"
"Victory is assured! Kill this rebel leader!"
Exclamations of alarm rose from the ranks of the constables, as if they had grasped at their last straw.
Sun Wen, Lu Haodong, and others felt a chill run down their spines.
They were not martial arts masters, nor did they know anything about binding cloth into a stick.
But seeing Nalan Yuanshu transform the soft cloth into a long staff and wield it with such power, even someone who doesn't understand much can sense the terrifying power it contains!
Lu Haodong couldn't help but whisper, "Mr. Chen, be careful!"
However, the Blood Flag Army soldiers remained incredibly calm and continued their attack on the yamen runners.
He seemed completely unconcerned about the unexpected events unfolding on the field.
"The cloth-binding stick technique! Excellent! Truly fierce!"
When Chen Wen saw Nalan Yuanshu's amazing skills, instead of fear, a hint of excitement flashed in his eyes.
He stared intently at Nalan Yuanshu's hands as he gripped the staff, the rhythmic movement of his arm muscles as he exerted force, and every change in the shape of the cloth staff.
Nalan Yuanshu stopped arguing.
The cloth stick in his hand sliced through the air and swept horizontally at his waist!
This seemingly simple strike was actually twisted like a python, covering a vast area, and the resulting gust of wind overturned a large vat of dye nearby.
The pungent dye was spilled all over the ground, making it even more slippery and muddy.
"Is this what they call binding cloth into a stick? Impressive!"
Seeing the opponent's amazing skill, Chen Wen couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.
He moved lightly, dodging the shards of dye vat and the pooled dye water with ease. The cloth stick barely grazed his clothes, but it didn't touch him at all.
Nalan Yuanshu's offensive strategy changes again!
The cloth stick, like a venomous snake spitting its tongue, suddenly changed from a sweeping motion to a straight thrust, the wet and heavy stick head pointing towards Chen Wen's chest with extreme speed!
Even more bizarrely, the cloth stick suddenly went limp halfway through.
Like a whip, it curled upwards and struck Chen Wen's face; its flexibility and unpredictability made it impossible to defend against!
This is precisely what makes the "Bundled Staff Technique" so difficult to deal with; it combines the power of a staff with the cunning of a whip, specifically designed to break through the straightforward and hard-hitting attacks of a opponent.
Chen Wen swayed again, dodging the two attacks that were a mix of feints and real strikes.
The light in his eyes shone even brighter.
"All you do is hide?!"
Nalan Yuanshu, frustrated by his prolonged failure to gain the upper hand, roared and swung his cloth stick even more frantically, striking, sweeping, pointing, and entangled with ruthless moves.
The dyeing workshop is filled with dyeing racks, stacks of cloth, and slippery floors.
Making the most of the environment, the cloth stick flew everywhere, dye flew everywhere, and wooden frames collapsed, forcing Chen Wen to dodge and weave continuously within a small area.
But at that very moment!
A notification popped up in Chen Wen's mind!
[Ding! You have observed and comprehended Nalan Yuanshu's technique of binding and spreading the staff. His unique method of applying force, exquisite transformation of hardness and softness, and thorough understanding of the fundamentals of weaponry are evident!]
[Analysis successful! Congratulations, host, you have mastered: Binding Cloth into a Stick (LV1: 1/100)!]
[Continuing to observe — Cloth-binding stick proficiency +1!]
System prompts kept popping up during high-speed dodging.
Just as Nalan Yuanshu was about to unleash a powerful blow, striking Chen Wen on the head, his old strength exhausted and new strength yet to be generated.
Chen Wen's constantly evasive movements suddenly came to a stop!
He stomped his right foot and smashed a piece of dye vat, steadying himself. He casually reached out with his left hand and grabbed a piece of coarse cloth hanging beside him.
With a whoosh!
Suddenly, he swiftly moved his hands, and something astonishing happened!
The coarse cloth stretched taut instantly and turned into a cloth stick!
"Bundle the cloth into a stick!"
Chen Wen gripped the stick in a reverse grip, flicked his wrist, and thrust it forward in one fluid motion!
The cloth stick transformed into a black shadow, striking the middle of Nalan Yuanshu's downward-splitting cloth stick with the simplest and most direct trajectory, arriving first despite being behind!
clang!
Although it was just cloth sticks clashing, it produced a sound like metal clashing!
Nalan Yuanshu felt a tremendous force rushing towards him along the cloth stick!
The tiger's mouth was in excruciating pain, and both arms were numb and tingling. The cloth stick in his hand was actually shaken high by the blow and almost flew out of his hand!
He stumbled back three steps before barely managing to regain his footing.
He suddenly looked up, staring intently at the cloth stick in Chen Wen's hand. His pupils contracted sharply, his face filled with a ghostly horror and disbelief, and his voice trembled: "You—you can actually make a stick out of cloth?!"
Everyone was stunned.
The constables, who had been cheering just moments before, suddenly gasped in shock, and then panicked and rioted.
"How is that possible?!"
"The Admiral's signature skill—how does that guy know it too?!"
"What's going on?"
Sun Yat-sen and Lu Haodong were both surprised and delighted, and couldn't help but exclaim in unison, "Excellent! Mr. Chen is indeed a man of great talent!"
Although the Blood Flag Army soldiers had long known that their captain was incredibly powerful.
But seeing this scene, one couldn't help but cheer: "The captain is awesome!"
"The captain will prevail!"
His tone was flat, as if it were the most natural thing in the world.
Chen Wen gently weighed the cloth stick in his hand, a rather innocent smile appearing on his face, and said honestly, "I don't know how to tie cloth into a stick, I just learned from you, didn't I?"
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A moment of silence fell over the dyeing workshop.
Everyone, including Nalan Yuanshu, Sun Wen, Lu Haodong, the yamen runners, and even some of the Blood Flag Army soldiers, were stunned, thinking they had misheard.
Just learned this?
You learned it in just one glance? And you're so fierce about it?
"Nonsense! Utterly shameless!"
Nalan Yuanshu was the first to react, instantly enraged, his face turning bright red, feeling as if he had been humiliated like never before.
Bundling cloth into a stick is an extremely special skill.
It involves the application of strength, which is extremely subtle and complex. Even he spent more than ten years trying to learn it.
Chen Wen actually said he was a beginner? This is the biggest humiliation for him!
"You clearly possess extraordinary skills, yet you acted utterly ridiculous at the training ground last time!"
"Now you say you've just started learning? Chen Wen! Have you ever uttered a single word of truth?!"
He absolutely did not believe that anyone could learn his unique skills, which he had honed over many years, after just one viewing!
This must be because Chen Wen already knew how to tie the cloth into a stick, but he had been pretending all along, playing tricks on me!
Chen Wen sighed helplessly: "I'm telling the truth. I told you last time that I know martial arts, but you didn't believe me."
"Sharp tongue and a silver tongue! So what if you know martial arts! You're still no match for me!"
Nalan Yuanshu completely broke down, his reason consumed by rage.
With a roar, he stopped wasting words and pushed his life's power to its peak. The cloth stick in his hand transformed into a sky full of stick shadows, sweeping towards Chen Wenxi like a storm!
Each blow contained the ultimate hatred and killing intent.
Its power is unparalleled, its angles are tricky and ruthless; it's a fighting style that's all about risking one's life!
"Why is it that no one believes me whenever I tell the truth?"
Chen Wen seemed aggrieved, and couldn't help but sigh. He brandished his cloth stick and went straight to meet the attack.
Carefully observing every change in Nalan Yuanshu's desperate state, the wielding of the cloth stick in his hand became increasingly refined.
[Successfully parried, skill level increased when binding cloth into a stick! LV1: 34/100]
[Dodge and counterattack, Shaolin staff technique proficiency increased! LV1: 56/100]
[Analyzing the changes in force, improving proficiency in the four types of staff techniques! LV1: 43/100]
The system prompts to pop up at a faster frequency.
The two fought fiercely inside the dyeing workshop, their cloth sticks clashing repeatedly with a series of loud thuds.
Nalan Yuanshu's attack was unsuccessful and he made no progress for a long time.
Chen Wen, however, became more and more skilled at it, and his initial clumsy movements as he bound the cloth into a stick quickly became smooth and fluid.
At times, a powerful sweeping motion would force Nalan Yuanshu to retreat in a sorry state, knocking over a pile of white cloths that were drying in the sun.
At times, the tip of the stick would emerge like a nimble snake from its hole, swiftly striking at the flaws revealed by Nalan Yuanshu's rage.
Sometimes, the blue cloth staff would suddenly soften and coil around Nalan's staff like a giant python, twisting and pulling, almost taking away his weapon!
Nalan Yuanshu grew increasingly alarmed and terrified as the fight continued.
He was horrified to discover that his opponent's stick fighting skills were becoming increasingly formidable!
Especially in the understanding and application of the essence of hardness and softness in binding cloth into sticks, they are catching up with him at a terrifying speed!
That feeling was like that of a peerless genius.
They are using him as a target, rapidly dismantling, learning, and optimizing his skills honed over many years!
"Impossible—this is impossible!"
Nalan Yuanshu instinctively shouted, wanting to deny everything.
He began to believe that what Chen Wen had just learned might not be entirely false, but this only made him more desperate.
How could there possibly be such a prodigy in the world who can learn something after just one look and then rapidly improve in battle?!
Moreover, this person is one of the world's top doctors!
Another rebel leader!
He possesses multiple identities and is treacherous and cunning.
Such a person will surely become a major threat to the imperial court!
Even if everyone else escapes, he has to kill this guy!
"Damn it! Chen Wen! You must die!"