Unusual Fate Records

Chapter 146.017. Martial Arts
Haruko Sada leaned against the car window, looking at the foggy weather outside.

It's getting foggy.

Sitting in the car, all she could hear was the thumping of the metal sheeting; the wind outside must be very strong.

This kind of weather is perfect for going home, snuggling under the covers, and finding a comfortable position to play on your phone.

But this guy is still fighting outside, it must be very tough for him.

She stared intently at the dim light; the spokesperson on the giant e-commerce screen was no longer clearly visible, but she could vaguely hear the noisy shouts of the crowd around her.

She sniffed; the smell inside the car wasn't pleasant.

To dispel her loneliness, she turned on the mobile radio, and the midnight bells rang.

"Today we're bringing you a song adapted from Chinese lyrics. We hope you enjoy it~" On the radio, the female host smiled sweetly as she played cultural products of global prosperity since the alliance's founding.

Do you bow your head like I do in the sun?
"Working silently and diligently while sweating;"
Are you like me, always busy pursuing...?

"Pursuing an unexpected tenderness;

Are you as lost and confused as I once was?
"Wandering at the crossroads time and time again..."

Haruko Sada found the more she listened, the more uneasy she felt, and muttered, "What nonsense is this?"

She was tempted to go find the smelly old man, but he had warned her not to wander off unnecessarily.

Boom——

Dark clouds rolled in, the midnight sky was devoid of moonlight, thick ink stretched across the heavens and earth, growing ever stronger with the howling wind, making it impossible to distinguish which way was facing.

"What's going on..." Haruko Sada shrank back uneasily and said fiercely, "If you're not coming back, you might as well die out there!"

……

Inside the Valley Dragon Hall, two figures stood side by side.

Duke Wen stood in the backyard, his hands clasped behind his back as he gazed at the night sky.

"Lord Wen, are you worried about the Cloud-Turning Hand?" The matchmaker stood behind him, her face full of worry.

"This is the strongest ability of the Cloud-Turning Hand. Judging from the situation, we've encountered a big fish," he said. "Fortunately, this ability is too flashy, and Thirteen Orphans and Green One Color have already rushed over."

"They're all a bunch of troublesome juniors. Chu Binlin will go and join them after receiving the news."

The matchmaker comforted him, saying, "None of them are new to this business. Although they are junior, they each have their own special skills that have made them famous. Wen Gong, there is no need to worry too much."

Hopefully, we'll gain something from this.

The old man sighed and went back to his room.

……

Honhara Town, where a vast sea of ​​clouds surges and rolls.

The Cloud-Turning Hand knew that once he unleashed his power, it wouldn't be easy to control the momentum, and the downside was that it lacked lethality.

The other Fate Masters know his abilities and are definitely on their way. As long as they trap this kid here, tie him up, and take him back, they won't have to worry about whether he lives or dies.

At first, I was worried that if this kid didn't care about anything and tried to run away, I might not be able to keep him.

Now it seems that the kid is standing motionless in the center of the maze, probably starting to think of a way to break the deadlock.

Fine, let you think about it. When the person finally arrives, even if you rack your brains, it won't help.

He was the hunter, and the other was the prey.

He manipulated the clouds and mist, cupping his hands to stir the air currents, trying to further probe the other party's movements.

Suddenly, the Cloud-Turning Hand opened his eyes wide in surprise.

This guy can't be detected at all!

impossible!
Just a short distance from the alley entrance, the walls on both sides were covered by his cloud. Even if the other party wanted to escape, he could grasp their movements immediately. How come they stopped making a sound after entering the eye of the wind?

The Cloud-Turning Hand still had more faith in his own abilities. Nothing could hide the flow of air, unless it turned into an illusion or involved spatial teleportation. But that young upstart did not have such fluctuations of destiny!

Decree!

What was his command?
While concentrating in thought, the Cloud-Turning Hand intensified its reconnaissance of the interior of the clouds.

I remember this kid's destiny revealed his abilities once, but the distance was too far at the time to identify them, but it was definitely not a powerful ability like spatial manipulation or ethereal transformation!

He further compressed the fog, applying pressure to the central part of the street, making the fog more like a liquid, giving it greater pressure and reconnaissance capabilities.

However, no similar human-shaped outline could be seen from the clouds, meaning that the clouds had not made contact with him at all.

Where did they go?!

Feeling the provocation, Fan Yun Shou gritted his teeth and said, "You little brat."

Why?! It's really gone!
The Cloud-Turning Hand carefully searched, hoping to find the other party's underground passage, but the smooth surface was paved with cement, without any obvious damage. His abilities were also unaffected; apart from Jin Ziyue, he could basically recreate everything.

"Woo-woo—" The sound of police sirens came from afar.

The man with the cloud-turning hand had a gloomy expression. Instead of attracting his teammates, he had attracted the police.

If the other party really ran away, there was no point in him staying here. Left with no other choice, he used his Cloud-Turning Hand technique, his left palm sweeping out and his right hand deflecting the gathered clouds, slowly dispersing them to reveal a passage.

The thick clouds on both sides, like soldiers receiving orders, withdrew from both sides, revealing the street scene.

Looking across the street, it was completely empty.

As expected, he escaped.

Having been in the Cloud-Turning Hands for so long, he had never heard of anyone being able to slip away from his cloud formation without anyone noticing, which made him somewhat annoyed, yet he had no way to vent his anger.

"Ouch!" He punched the telephone pole.

"Zzz—" The telephone pole couldn't withstand the immense force and flickered.

At this moment, a sudden change occurs!
The street was deserted, but with a flash of lightning, a mask of both laughter and tears suddenly appeared in front of the Cloud-Turning Hand!
The man took a long stride, knife in both hands, and used the heating wires in his black gloves to melt the two broken ends of the long sword. As he ran, the broken ends of his hands met again, and a brand new, thin knife sliced ​​through the clouds, stirring up the air currents that drifted behind him.

"You've got guts!" Fan Yun Shou shouted, feeling a mix of relief at regaining what he had lost and resentment at being tricked. In a fit of anger and shock, he raised his hands and made the flowing clouds in his palms spin wildly.

It was too late to shut down the cloud formation at this point, so he simply engaged in close combat. He moved with the agility of a dragon and the strength of a tiger, showing no fear of the long sword in Jin Ziyue's hand.

"Come on!" When it comes to physical skills, those who have practiced martial arts for many years have absolute confidence in their physical abilities. Taking a step forward, the Cloud-Turning Hand technique has been completely settled. Facing Jin Ziyue, who was coming with a horizontal blade, he reached out and grabbed with his right hand, trying to pinch the tip of Jin Ziyue's blade.

Jin Ziyue knew that he had a hand formed from clouds and mist. He pressed down on his wrist, changed the direction of the blade, and transformed it into an upward slash.

With sharp eyes, Fan Yun Shou saw him change his move and realized that the back of his blade was not very sharp, so he used his left hand to block his trajectory.

At the same time, he stepped back with his left foot and thrust out with his right palm, intending to strike Jin Ziyue's internal organs.

Jin Ziyue raised his left hand, used it to block and disarm the lock, and restrained the right hand of the Cloud-Turning Hand.

The Cloud-Turning Hand revealed a triumphant smile: "Kid, take this palm strike!"

His right hand was restrained, but his palm technique always relied on clouds and mist. His probing with his palm was just to completely restrict his space to swing his sword and create the illusion of a stalemate between the two sides. The real killing move was the surging clouds and mist that were now gathered in his palm!

The clouds churned back and forth between the two sides, forming a roaring dragon that lunged at Jin Ziyue's heart and lungs!

I've been busy with graduation procedures these past few days, so I haven't been able to write many articles. Please bear with me!

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