Volume 1: A stone strikes a thousand waves, the world surrounds Li Daosheng Chapter 39: No matter what the situation, insufficient attack power is a fatal flaw
The surface of the lake continued to shake, and the small boat in the lake kept floating up and down.
But the man on the boat still stood very steadily. He held the sword and looked at Li Si on the shore along the blade.
The raindrops hit the blade one by one, leaving water stains all over the knife.
The splashing water drops rose and fell before his eyes.
The knife was cold in the rain, and his hand holding the knife was even colder.
Heng Liancheng no longer had any intention of leaving, even though he knew that the three people present could hardly be a match for Li Si.
He underestimated Li Si and overestimated himself. He thought he was already a famous master and that even if he was not Li Si's opponent, he could still give him a fight.
But obviously, he underestimated the meaning of the four words "the first in the world".
As for the fact that it was impossible for him to leave at this time, he had his own determination and would rather be defeated here than run away.
In any case, he will fight with Li Si.
Heng Liancheng thought so while holding the knife.
The woodcutter beside him also slowly took off the axe from his waist. It seemed that Heng Liancheng's plan was also his plan.
Seeing that both men had taken out their weapons, Li Si understood that he could only fight a few more times today and would not be able to leave.
But this was within his expectations. He had asked Monk Yuanji for a full hour. This amount of time should be more than enough to deal with these people in front of him.
After all, logically speaking, he is good at quick decisions.
On the other side, Heng Liancheng had no idea what Li Si was thinking, and he had already raised his momentum to the highest level.
He just waited for Li Si to attack, and then he would fight back with his strongest sword power.
As he wished, when the raindrops falling from the sky trembled in the wind, Li Si took action.
I saw three extremely tiny ripples on the water surface, and a white figure flashed by.
In Heng Liancheng's eyes, this figure was extremely fast, approaching him at a speed that was difficult for him to understand. Compared to this figure, everything else seemed terribly slow, including the knife in his hand.
He would swing his knife whenever Li Si moved.
But is it too late?
Even Heng Liancheng himself had such doubts in his heart.
Is it really too late? The person in front of me came too quickly.
The woodcutter at the stern also raised his axe at the first moment.
But just as he raised the axe, a blurry figure appeared in front of the two of them.
"Swish!" Heng Liancheng's knife slashed past, and the figure was cut in half.
The gusts of wind blew away all , causing the boat to shake even more violently.
But Heng Liancheng didn't feel like he had cut anything. He knew that his knife didn't hit anything, it was just a wasted swing.
Sure enough, the figure dispersed the moment the knife cut through.
Where are Li Si’s people?
Heng Liancheng didn't know, he only knew that the next moment, he felt something seemed to have fallen on his knife, and this thing was heavier .
He looked back and saw a man in white standing on his knife, looking down at him.
Ah, it turns out that he fell on my knife.
Heng Liancheng's eyes were dazed for a moment as he thought about it.
Before he could regain consciousness, he felt a burning pain on his cheek.
He flew out, and at the last moment, he could only desperately hold on to his knife, creating a huge wave in the water with the knife.
At this time, the woodcutter's axe finally fell, but Li Si's figure disappeared again.
When Li Si appeared again, he was beside the woodcutter.
He stretched out a white jade palm and hit the woodcutter on the wrist.
"Crack!" The sound of broken bones was heard and the woodcutter let go of the axe in pain.
Li Si caught the axe in his hand, and then he hit the woodcutter's chin with the axe handle.
The woodcutter's eyes shrank to the size of a pinhole, and at the critical moment, he leaned back to avoid Li Si's move.
Li Si raised his eyebrows and was about to give chase.
But then, the wind on the river became strong again.
A nearly invisible line with a copper-yellow hook attached flew from a distance and wrapped around Li Si's arm.
Throwing away the axe, Li Si looked sideways and saw that it was the fisherman by the lake who had picked up his fishing rod again.
"Damn it, this order is definitely a loss." Fisherman Jiang Weng grabbed the fishing rod and cursed with his beard glaring.
His hands did not stop, manipulating the fishing line again and again to wrap around Li Si, forcing Li Si away from the boat.
When dealing with people who are good at Qinggong, his fishing line skills would have been his main means of defeating the enemy, but Li Si was too fast, so he could only use this method to delay for a while.
Who knows if Li Si will suddenly appear beside him and kick him away.
Fisherman Jiang Weng shouted loudly while pulling the fishing line.
"Heng Liancheng! Hurry up and do it!"
His voice spread far away, and Li Si retreated on the lake.
The next moment, Heng Liancheng, who had been kicked into the lake, jumped out of the water. His body was soaked, and even his hair was stuck to his cheeks. However, his sword intent did not diminish at all, but became even more intense.
As the leader of the Jiang Gang, he is naturally very good at swimming. This lake water has no effect on him at all.
With a loud roar, he raised the knife and chopped down hard at Li Si.
The true energy on the lake surface scattered, and the sword in Heng Liancheng's hand tore through the fierce wind and swung down fiercely.
The blow of the sword caused the wind to whistle, the lake to surge, and huge waves to pile up. It was truly a huge sound.
Unfortunately, Li Si still managed to escape.
The displaced lake water hit the shore layer after layer, breaking dead trees, sweeping away rocks, and even tearing the boats on the water to pieces.
What was originally a peaceful pool of water has now become a mess.
Amid the huge waves, Li Si dodged the sword energy and walked slowly back on the surface of the lake.
The fisherman reeled in his fishing line.
Heng Liancheng and the woodcutter each landed on a few pieces of broken wood in the lake, looking solemnly at the swaying figure standing on the waves.
So far, they haven't hurt that person at all.
It’s not about how strong the opponent’s true energy is, nor how exquisite the opponent’s moves are, but that the opponent is so fast that they simply can’t keep up.
More importantly, this person can always go a little faster every time, as if he is not using his full strength at all.
How fast can he go?
The three men were unsure in their hearts. Fighting against such a person made them feel that all their moves were useless.
Is this the person who has reached the pinnacle of success on a path?
Some people say that Li Si never uses weapons, but what the three of them are thinking now is how terrible it would be if Li Si had a weapon in his hand.
Even if it's just a branch, there are probably few people in this world who can stop it.
"So." Looking at the three people opposite him who were facing a formidable enemy, Li Si smiled bitterly, patted the dirt on his shoulders and muttered to himself.
"I'm really not good at fighting with people."
The same situation would have ended if any one of Dugu Bufu, Yan Jinling, Tang Zhong, or even Jiang Lian'er were here.
He is the only one who can only hide from place to place.
There's nothing we can do about it. It's because his moves aren't lethal enough.
