Chapter 384 — The Blind Man's Divine Spear
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" Shen Mu was overjoyed. Laughing, he said, "Lord Dragon-Rearer will lose a layer of skin even if he does not die. Our Grandpa Blind from the village is not a master of divine abilities.
He belongs to the combat-technique school. " The two girls were shaken to the core.
This old blind man belonged to the combat-technique school? How had those spear thrusts just now looked anything like combat techniques?
Experts of the combat-technique school unleashed terrifying power in close combat, concentrating all their strength at the instant their blades met their foes. Yet the Blind Elder's spears had possessed astonishing supernatural might.
He was plainly a great master of the divine-arts school.
Shen Mu and the two girls lay on the Dragon Qilin's brow and looked down.
Shen Mu saw that Snow Fox, who had reverted to her original form, was still sleeping off her drunkenness.
Afraid she might fall into the water, he hurriedly gathered her into his arms. The river water was clear enough to see straight to the riverbed. By now, the Yong River was drawing closer and closer to the ground. Before long, the entire river would crash back into its bed.
In the enormous riverbed of the Yong River, the Blind Elder was short, while Lord Dragon-Rearer stood a hundred yards tall like a mountain. Yet despite his size, he was astonishingly nimble and swift. Deity and man clashed amid the mud.
The Blind Elder flew rapidly through the air, circling Lord Dragon-Rearer again and again and dodging strike after strike.
His bamboo staff stabbed out repeatedly, each thrust moving like a dragon and flashing faster than lightning. At speeds invisible to the naked eye, the spear struck Lord Dragon-Rearer's body again and again.
At that moment, the Yong River descending from above finally neared the ground. The heaven-shaking waters came crashing down, and the roar of the river resounded like thunder. The Blind Elder tapped Lord Dragon-Rearer between the brows with his staff, then withdrew at once.
Lord Dragon-Rearer stood frozen in place. As the flood bore down upon him, explosions erupted from countless places throughout his body. Crushed beneath the river's weight, his bones snapped and his sinews tore, and he was buried beneath the riverbed. Above the river, the Dragon Qilin leapt into the air to evade the terrifying shock wave produced when the great river struck the ground.
Beneath them, water spread in every direction, the Yong River heaving and surging as waves soared into the sky. At the riverbank, the Blind Elder stood upon a reef, leaning on his bamboo staff.
He extended its tip and lightly tapped the agitated surface.
The waters nearby gradually grew calm.