The Secret to Picking Up Girls

With a "Bang!" Zhang Yuzhe kicked the two motorcycles, causing them to lose balance and topple over. With a "Crash!" they fell to the ground. Zhang Yuzhe tilted his head, dodging two more slashes of the incoming blades, then threw a punch, hitting the man's face. The man, stung by the pain, trembled, about to slash at Zhang Yuzhe again. However, Zhang Yuzhe swiftly grabbed the blade, then pulled the man's arm, dragging him off the motorcycle. The young man cried out miserably, dazed and disoriented from the fall. As he fell, the heavy motorcycle also crashed to the ground. Zhang Yuzhe seized the opportunity, snatching the blade and slashing it towards another motorcycle that was charging at him from the left. With two "Swish! Swish!" sounds, the dazzling blade light still bloomed with extremely brilliant light under the daylight. Zhang Yuzhe's swordsmanship was not only fast but also extremely ruthless. The two whistling blades almost simultaneously struck the two young men's shoulders, raising two sprays of blood, which quickly stained the ground red. "Ah! Ah!" Cries of agony rang out as the motorcycles crashed to the ground, and the two injured young men also fell off their bikes, lying on the ground groaning and unable to move. Although it takes a while to describe, it all happened in such a short period of time, causing the other members to stare at Zhang Yuzhe in horror. They never expected that such an inconspicuous young man would have such strength, that four brothers would be dealt with by him alone so quickly. Even the strongest among them probably couldn't do that. This shocked them, and at the same time, they felt a surge of humiliation. So everyone's face was very ugly, and their hearts were filled with dissatisfaction and anger. They were determined to knock this kid down here and not let him be so arrogant. Although Zhang Yuzhe looked extremely strong, this did not make them feel afraid, but instead aroused their ferocity. The leader's face was extremely ugly. He waved his hand to the dozens of eager underlings beside him and said, "Go! Chop him into mincemeat! Let him know what the consequences are for offending us!" The sound of throttles revving, "Buzz! Buzz!" rose as dozens of motorcycles roared and charged fiercely towards Zhang Yuzhe, stirring up clouds of dust. Dozens of blades carried a chilling murderous aura, making people fear them. Zhang Yuzhe's eyes narrowed. He pulled up a motorcycle from the ground, driving with his left hand and dragging the blade on the ground with his right. Instead of retreating, he advanced, charging towards them. As the smoke and dust blocked out the sun, watching the dozens of youths rushing towards him, Zhang Yuzhe's right hand with the blade on the ground made a "Clang! Clang!" sound. The blade in Zhang Yuzhe's hand dragged on the ground, raising a hissing trail of sparks. Looking at the dozens of youths coming towards him, he smiled coldly, and with two "Swish! Swish!" sounds, he slashed at them. These two slashes were horizontal, both fast and ruthless, and under the terrified gazes of the two youths who had not had time to swing their blades, they left blade marks on their necks. With two "Puff! Puff!" sounds, two sprays of blood splashed into the air, followed by muffled groans. The two youths screamed and fell off their motorcycles, lying motionless on the ground. (End of Chapter)