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Chapter 48 Quick Thinking

He scoffed dismissively and shouted down:

"Zhang Yuan, check if this leopard is still alive."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Bo and Zhou Shimei were startled again: He even knew Zhang Yuan's name.

Zhou Bo suppressed the turmoil in his heart. He had begun to suspect that Xu Lun might also be from Yundu, or even from the Fuxue Academy, which was why he knew their names.

Zhang Yuan, whose name was called, was also surprised, but he quickly followed Xu Lun's instructions, squatted down, and checked the breath of the cloud leopard.

Taking advantage of this time, Xu Lun quickly closed his eyes, entered his mind, and opened the skill book, wanting to see if there were any skills recorded that could help him get through this hurdle.

Dora's magical skills were definitely not going to be used, so Xu Lun skipped over them.

The Evil White Tiger's Tiger Breaking Palm... should be an offensive martial art, which doesn't fit the usage scenario, so we'll skip it.

Han Xinwan's ice-type ability is quite good. Theoretically speaking, she could just conjure up an ice sculpture ladder out of thin air and climb down it.

The problem is that the skill book only contains the most basic abilities. The ice-type ability section corresponds to [Frost Breath]. This ability may not be able to create various ice sculptures out of thin air. Xu Lun dared not use it rashly, lest he cause some other trouble.

As for the other power system that Han Xinwan cultivates, such as spiritual energy and spiritual core, it is obviously not suitable for the current situation, so we will skip it.

Turning the page further, you'll find the power system that Zhou Bo and his group cultivate. One is the Thunder God Path's Palm Thunder, and the other is the Wind God Path's Gang Palm Wind, both of which are introductory techniques in the most basic realms.

When Xu Lun saw the [Gale Palm Wind], his heart skipped a beat. He remembered that Zhou Shimei had struck out with her palm earlier, releasing an invisible force like a whirlwind that had blown him away.

A thought flashed through his mind, and suddenly a bold idea came to him...

Meanwhile.

Inside Space Station 661.

Bai Ye leaned back against the bar and sighed, saying:

"Damn it, this kid is totally stuck. I know what he's thinking. Jumping from that height, he's completely exposed."

He leaned back against the bar, elbows resting on it, clearly not wanting to watch anymore. He downed his water in one gulp, turned, and said:

"Station Master Huang, what good wine do you have here? I'd like a martini, on the ice, shaken well, please."

Station Master Huang was dumbfounded when he saw the cup Bai Ye handed him.

Seriously... this is work time, okay? Your boss is sitting right here, and you're telling me you want to drink now?! And with ice?! And you want it shaken?! Do you really think this is a bar?!

But seeing Bai Ye's nonchalant attitude, even winking at him... and then looking at Director Chen and Team Leader Han over there—the two of them seemed bewitched, their eyes only on the television set, not even glancing this way...

"well..."

Station Master Huang sighed softly, "Never mind." He took Bai Ye's glass, turned around and personally mixed a drink for him, and instructed another staff member to pour water for Director Chen and Team Leader Han.

...

The scene returns to Zulu village.

After inspecting the area, Zhang Yuan stood up, looked up, and said:

"He's still breathing, but... his breath is extremely weak..."

Xu Lun had also opened his eyes. He nodded without saying anything, but the skill book in his mind, specifically the page recording the basic wind and thunder techniques, was emitting a golden glow from the three characters "罡掌风" (Gang Palm Wind).

Xu Lun's left hand, hanging naturally, was slightly open, and the "wind" character, which looked like a tattoo, was imprinted on the palm of this hand.

At that very moment, as the skill book activated "罡掌风" (罡掌风, a powerful palm technique), Xu Lun vaguely felt his left palm heating up and swelling, as if an invisible force was flowing along his arm and into his hand.

Xu Lun glanced at Zhang Yuan below and said decisively, "Step aside."

The other person was slightly taken aback. Although they didn't know why, they still subconsciously backed away until they reached the wall of the dungeon.

Xu Lun knew he had to act. He didn't dare to show it too obviously, but silently recited it in his mind, then took a step forward and fell straight down—

In the instant of his fall, his left hand was facing down, palm fully extended, and with a thought, he exerted his strength!

boom!

The character "wind" reappeared in his palm, instantly unleashing a powerful gust of wind that blasted downwards!

Before anyone could react, the gust of wind whipped up tons of sand in the pit, some of which sprayed out of the opening and spread rapidly, filling the thatched hut with sand in an instant!

"Pfft... ptooey... ptooey!"

"Cough cough...cough cough..."

Those present quickly covered their mouths and noses and closed their eyes. Those who reacted slowly had their mouths filled with sand. Some vomited, some coughed, and the scene was extremely chaotic.

Seeing this, Zhou Bo quickly struck out with his palm, also using the "Gale Palm Wind" technique, releasing an even stronger wind that drove the sand and dust in the same direction.

At this moment, Xu Lun, lifted by the reaction force, did not fall directly into the pit, but floated in mid-air. He had exerted too much force just now, and he was actually blown out of the cave again, but the sand and dust covered him so that no one could see him.

Fortunately, he managed to pull back his strength in time, control his power and direction, and used a continuous vortex of air to slowly descend, eventually landing steadily in the dungeon.

Above the pit, Zhou Bo had successfully blown away all the sand and dust. The people in the thatched hut were still spitting and coughing as they patted the dust off themselves.

Without hesitation, Zhou Bo rushed to the edge of the pit and glanced down:

Xu Lun stood beside the heavily injured Cloud Leopard, not looking up, but staring at the dying, trapped beast.

Zhang Yuan stood alone against the wall, covering his mouth and nose with his sleeve. He seemed to be fine, except that his clothes were a little dirty.

Zhou Bo breathed a sigh of relief. He had thought that Xu Lun had pulled out a "Wind Technique" like before, intending to trap and kill Zhang Yuan and the Cloud Leopard in the cave.

But if it wasn't for the purpose of killing someone in a pit, why would he release the power of a raging wind inside the pit?

Zhou Bo couldn't understand it, but Zhang Yuan, who had been watching from below, saw everything clearly and couldn't help but curse inwardly:

madman!

Neuropathy!

Damn it, is it really necessary?

If you don't want to jump, just say so. We'll have someone find you a ladder, and that'll be the end of it.

You had to use your powerful palm strike to blow it down slowly? How can you be so pretentious? Screw you!

affectation!

Nausea!

I bother!