Resurrection Of Reiki: Undecided When Things Happen

Signaling her to step back a little, Lu An adjusted his breathing and took a slight step towards the outside with his left foot.

"Ugh—"

The sound of the soles rubbing against the ground was loud, and in an instant, Samisha was like a drunk suddenly drunk, and Lu An's figure was suddenly blurred in her vision.

It seems that five Lu An are overlapping, making it difficult to see his specific appearance.

The steps under his feet are erratic and unpredictable.

"Attack me."

"ah!"

The words "Qiao Piao Piao" came to Samisha's ears, and without any hesitation, she flew up, raised her legs high and formed a straight line, and then slammed down.

"Hit!"

The powerful split kicked instantly and hit Lu An's head.

But before she felt happy, she suddenly realized that what she felt from her calf was not the feeling of hitting an object, but the same feeling as being cut in the air.

As she expected, in the next second, Lu An that she struck suddenly disappeared like a cloud of smoke.

Afterimage!

What she hit was just an afterimage.

"The strength is good, but unfortunately if you don't hit someone, there are too many flaws, and the empty door is wide open."

As soon as she spoke, without even thinking about it, she suddenly stopped the inertia of her right leg falling, abruptly changed her direction, turned her waist and bent her knees, and swept away.

At the same time, the spiritual consciousness spread, locking on Lu An's breath.

Even though the reaction was quick, it was too late.

As the voice sounded, she suddenly felt a light bump on the side of her waist.

The strength is not strong, but the effect is obvious.

This collision was like a needle pricking a balloon, quietly dissipating the strength she had gathered.

Her body softened suddenly, Samisha's eyes narrowed slightly, she forcibly stopped the numbness in her waist, and swung around and swept across the ground with one hand.

"Sa—"

The legs rotate in a circle like two blades, and the strong wind forms a sharp air blade to spread.

Just when she thought she was forcing Lu An back, she found that Lu An standing next to her slowly disappeared again, replaced by a figure squatting next to her on the right.

"Boom."

Samisha saw Lu An reached out and flicked through the air, and the strong wind pressure suddenly hit her face, knocking her to the ground.

Fortunately, before she could get out, Lu An grabbed her wrist and lifted her up.

"How did you do it? My spiritual sense has clearly locked on to you."

Samisha's eyes widened in disbelief.

She had clearly locked onto Lu An just now, but why was it an afterimage, and why did she suddenly appear on her right.

"It's another supporting technique. You can understand it as compressing your own breath, pulse, and heartbeat to the extreme, to achieve a breathless state of suspended animation. Coupled with my remaining breath from the previous second, it is easy to deceive the spiritual sense." Lu An let go of her and explained slowly.

"So powerful." Samisha's eyes seemed to light up.

Spiritual awareness is a means for many cultivators to find and lock enemies. If spiritual awareness is disabled, they are almost no different from blind people.

"I will teach you this later. The footwork I teach you now is similar to this, and it also shields people from perception."

"Follow me and learn."

"Oh."

Samisha nodded and followed Lu An obediently, learning his movements step by step.

"Don't use spiritual power! Don't use your body to drive your legs! Can you relax your calves a little? Why are they so tense? You don't need to kick people. This footwork is not forceful but ingenious."

The tense calf was forcibly softened by the stern teacher Lu. Samisha lowered her head slightly and followed him slowly to correct the mistake without saying a word.

"The key lies in "fascination". It moves like smoke and shadows in the clouds, erratic, and there is no trace to be found. Your intention is too obvious..."

It has to be said that because of Samisha's mixed martial arts, the progress of learning martial arts skills is fast.

In four hours, I almost learned the prototype of footwork.

Although I tripped over hundreds of times on the way because I couldn't coordinate my body.

Outside the courtyard, Hezaben and his party stood quietly not far away, silently observing the two people in the courtyard.

"It's a very mysterious footwork. If Samisha learns it, her strength will increase a bit." He Zhaben observed it for a long time before making a final evaluation.

It's a pity that Lu An's voice seemed to be compressed, and only Samisha could hear it, and they couldn't hear half of it even with their long ears.

"Can you break his footwork?" The long-haired woman turned her head to look at Hezaben, with love hidden in her eyes.

"I haven't tried it, maybe it can be cracked from the surrounding fields."

Knowing that Lu An was different from them, Hezaben did not dare to jump to conclusions.

"Don't look at other people's abilities with personal emotions. He is our teammate, so he is a friend."

"Let's go, don't disturb other people's training, we will also go to the secret realm to practice."

Hezaben shook his head, turned around and left.

He came today to ask Lu An and Samisha to go to the secret realm to practice together, but Lu An was teaching footwork, so he didn't want to disturb him, so he gave up the plan of inviting.

"See the blue mountain over there? You'll practice near it later, use your footwork to avoid its attacks, and don't use your spiritual power to resist."

In the courtyard, when she learned the rudiments of footwork, Lu An threw her to Feng Feng to practice by himself.

Fortunately, today is cloudy, the weather is not too hot.

"Hi friend, good afternoon."

He hadn't rested for a few minutes before Adar came in from the door, and he was amazed for a moment when he saw the nine peaks with their mouths slightly open, and walked quickly when he realized that Lu An was looking at him.

"I'm sorry, I came back too late last night and forgot that you were still there, but it's the same everywhere. I brought you a gift, here."

Aida smiled awkwardly, reached out to wipe the table, and a pile of ancient books piled up on the wooden table out of thin air.

"Thirty-two ancient books are the batch that Samisha mentioned yesterday. I hope you like them."

"There are so many." Lu An randomly picked up a book, flipped through it for a while and nodded in satisfaction.

"Thanks, then I'll accept it and return it to you after reading it."

There are many kinds of these books, but they are all related to martial arts, which is enough for him to look at them for a while.

Besides, the old man still has a batch of couriers that haven't arrived.

"As long as you like it, it's always the same."

Adar sat next to her, and looked at Samisha who was beaten to death by the wind mass erupting from the blue mountain with pity.

Although the wind group won't hurt her, the strong wind pressure explosion made it impossible for her to maintain her footwork rhythm.

"Friend, are you interested in going to an auction with me?" After sitting for a few minutes, Adar rolled his eyes and asked suddenly.

"Auction? Not interested." Looking up at him, Lu An refocused on the ancient book.

"There are a lot of things that come out of the newly-appeared secret realm. They are all high-quality goods. The auction house has been preparing for a full month, and it will be officially auctioned this afternoon."

"Idle is idle, ancient books can be read at any time, if you miss this, there will be no next time..."

"Okay, let's go and have a look."

Adael's chattering flies made him lose his mind to read, so Lu An finally agreed to him.

But the main reason is also that he is curious about the quality of what Adar said.

The prince's vision is not so bad.