Hou Jingshu threw her hair pin the moment Wu Yong and Zheng Yawen dropped from their perches. She expected her hair pin to pierce her target’s neck, but the man she aimed for must have had an incredible sense for danger. He swung his cutlass and knocked her projectile out of the sky.
Wu Yong and Zheng Yawen were both similarly blocked.
Wu Yong had swung his sash and tried to wrap it around his opponent’s throat. His sash was a low-grade profound spirit weapon. By channeling chi through the weapon, he could make it harder than diamonds, and yet it remained as flexible as if it were cloth. Unfortunately, the pirate knocked the weapon aside with a blast of chi from his fist.
Zheng Yawen flew toward her opponent, her dagger aimed at his skull, but the pirate stepped aside and avoided her. S
