Chapter 64: Knowing the sky is high and knowing the earth is deep

Chapter 64: Knowing the sky is high and knowing the earth is deep

Chapter 64: Knowing the sky is high and knowing the earth is deep

Suddenly the wind blew and the lake became turbulent.

The moment Gu Zhuo pushed away Bai Langxing's fist with his right hand and said the word "opportunity" again, he had already made his move.

It was a very simple move with just one finger.

This doesn't seem like the method of using fingers as a sword. There is no sharpness at all from the fingertips. No matter how you look at it, it is very ordinary and there is nothing special about it.

However, for some reason, an extremely strong sense of danger seeped into Bai Langxing's heart and instantly occupied all his mind, leaving no room for even the slightest bit of hesitation.

So much so that even when he heard the sarcasm and ridicule from the Immaculate Monk and the Divine Lady Jingtian, his emotions did not change at all. Even the confusion caused by the fact that the Frost Tribulation of All Things had failed on Gu Zhuo disappeared instantly.

He was absolutely certain that if he couldn't take this finger, the battle would end immediately.

Thinking of this, Bai Langxing's gaze fell on this finger, and the solemnity in his eyes turned into a smile after enlightenment.

This was so because he felt that he already understood the battle.

Gu Zhuo did not take action until this moment. It had nothing to do with the so-called teachings, but because this was the only way for him to win.

Without a sword in his hand, he decided to give up the opportunity to strike first and lure the enemy deeper.

Only in this way can this finger have a chance of winning.

The reason why Bai Langxing made this judgment is very simple.

Gu Zhuo's finger was really too slow.

Even though the two of them were only millimeters apart at this moment and could clearly see the changes in each other's expressions, Bai Langxing still had absolute confidence that he could dodge the finger because his speed was much faster.

Thinking about how Gu Zhuo had easily dodged the iron spear he threw just by casually turning his head not long ago, he naturally came up with the idea of ​​using his own method against him.

With one thought, there is no more doubt.

Bai Langxing looked at the fingertips that were about to fall, and wanted to move his body slightly to stir up a strong wind so that his clothes would rustle.

This is a very simple thing. He has done it countless times in the past five years when fighting against alien races in the wilderness. He may have been injured, but he has never really failed.

When he successfully dodges this finger, the iron spear that was thrown earlier will return at a faster speed, pointing directly at Gu Zhuo's back.

No matter how great Gu Zhuo is, his true energy is as vast as the water in this lake, but he is still a mortal after all, not a pure cultivator.

If that was the case, then he would not be able to block the returning iron spear if he was unable to turn around and was completely unprepared.

In a very short period of time, Bai Langxing made a comprehensive deduction of the subsequent battle process in almost every detail, and finally came to a conclusion.

The outcome has been decided.

Then, at this moment, he suddenly discovered something very strange.

Why did his mind move but his body didn’t move accordingly?

Why did he and Tieqiang lose their telepathic connection?

Why... this world seems to treat him as a prisoner?
The heaven and earth were a cage that he could not cross even a single step. Even the frost catastrophe that enveloped all things fell into silence.

Amidst countless puzzles and questions, Bai Langxing opened his eyes wide and watched the finger fall on his chest, with only a layer of flesh and blood separating him from his heart.

"stop!"

"Don't!"

"Be merciful."

Many people in the distance shouted anxiously.

As the sound rang out, the powerful men hiding in the night appeared one after another.

The most eye-catching one among them was undoubtedly the coachman who drove the carriage for Bai Langxing. At the moment when Gu Zhuo's fingertips fell, the coachman crossed a distance of nearly a hundred feet until he arrived at the lakeside, and was less than a foot away from the light boat.

The driver did not take off his hat, but his eyes had already fallen on Gu Zhuo, bringing him a painful feeling like a torch burning his flesh.

This is obviously a truly powerful person who has entered the state of unity.

Just when everyone thought he was about to take action to stop what was happening next, he suddenly retracted his gaze and did nothing.

The finger fell completely.

No blood was splattered.

Bai Langxing was stunned.

Gu Zhuo withdrew his hand, glanced at him, and said, "You lose."

This finger of his was not supported by any true energy or sword intent at all. It looked ordinary, and that was because it was really ordinary.

This was also the real reason why the driver stood across the distance of nearly a hundred feet, ready to take action, but finally stopped.

Bai Langxing frowned and looked down at his chest, watching his slightly dented clothes returning to their original shape.

The expression on that face, which had been worn down by wind and frost and was slightly rough, was constantly changing.

If his face had not been so dark and his back was not turned to the people behind him, these emotions would have been discovered long ago.

Gu Zhuo walked past Bai Langxing and headed towards the shore.

When he was halfway there, he suddenly remembered something and said, "I may not know much about other things, but I do know how high the sky is and how thick the earth is."

The words are true.

When he was bored before, Gu Zhuo once curiously asked about the height of the sky and the thickness of the earth, and got a clear answer. Bai Langxing just felt that this was a humiliation.

More like a slap.

His cheeks became extremely hot and he could no longer remain calm. His heart was shaken violently and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, instantly soaking his clothes.

Immediately afterwards, all the true energy he had mobilized to resist Gu Zhuo's finger suddenly went out of control and leaked out to the surroundings.

The boat broke in half.

The lake water surged up as if there was thunder.

A man-made torrential rain appeared under the night sky.

There was a constant crackling sound.

Bai Langxing had half of his body submerged in the lake, his clothes were soaked, clumps of hair stuck to his skin, and his dark face was unusually pale.

He looks so down and out. Where is the trace of the elegance he had not long ago?

……

……

By the White Horse Lake.

Gu Zhuo missed the heavy rain and just returned to the shore and looked at Lin Wanyi.

Without waiting for him to speak, Song Jinglun, whose face looked extremely ugly, ended the banquet directly with a firm attitude that he had never had in his life in order to prevent the situation from getting worse.

No one had any objection to this, because everyone felt deeply satisfied to have witnessed what happened tonight.

People subconsciously looked at Gu Zhuo, not thinking that he would become famous after tonight, because he had already become the topic of discussion in the entire Divine Capital with the list of the Sky Patrol Department. What really made people curious was how he defeated Bai Langxing. There were too many puzzling things in this battle.

If not everyone knew that Bai Langxing would never let up in this battle and would definitely try his best, and that the reactions of others when that final finger fell could not be fake, I'm afraid many people would doubt the authenticity of this battle.

With such doubts in mind, the crowd gradually dispersed.

Even Bai Langxing was taken away from the scene by the coachman, returned to the carriage, and drove away in a low-key manner.

Gu Zhuo did not leave.

He looked at the boat that was broken into two pieces and floating in the lake, sighed, and said helplessly: "I have to pay for it."

The two men rented this boat from a restaurant on the other side of the river. Now that it's destroyed, it's only natural that they should pay compensation.

Yes, he is no longer short of money, but he has no means to make money.

If you live off an empty mountain, you will eventually run out of money.

He can't always rely on others for help, right?

"Just pay it back."

Lin Wanyi raised her eyebrows slightly and said proudly, "The last thing I lack now is money."

Gu Zhuo was stunned for a moment, with an expression of disbelief, and asked, "Aren't you short of money?"

He still clearly remembered that day in Wangjing when he had no money to stay in the inn and had to swallow his pride and stay at the Lin family's house. Lin Wanyi said in a very casual manner that she would pay for it, but then she went back on her word and asked him to learn to lose his memory on the spot.

He will never forget this incident.

"Hmm? Oh, I kept forgetting to tell you."

Lin Wanyi finally reacted and pretended to be calm and said, "When you fought thirteen times in a row, no one in Wangjing believed that you could win them all. I was the only one who put all my assets into it, and in the end I made a lot of money."

When saying this, the girl tried very hard to appear calm, but the curve at the corners of her mouth that she couldn't suppress had already betrayed how proud she was at the moment.

Gu Zhuo was silent.

Lin Wanyi noticed that his expression became more and more solemn, and thought to herself, you can't be worried about Bai Langxing's revenge, right?
She asked puzzledly, "What's wrong?"

Gu Zhuo was quiet for a while, his expression was more serious than ever before, more solemn than he had ever been in the previous battle with Bai Langxing.

He said in a deep voice: "I am thinking about a question."

"what is the problem?"

The little monk who had not yet left asked curiously.

Even the Taoist goddess was observing him out of the corner of her eye without making any expression.

Gu Zhuo said faintly: "Can I buy myself to win next time?"

“I think it’s pointless even if I could buy it.”

The voice of the Goddess of Jingtian sounded beside him: "You even beat Bai Langxing tonight, and you won so overwhelmingly. Who would be stupid enough to bet on you to lose in the future? If no one bets on you to lose, then you won't make much money no matter how many times you bet on yourself to win."

This is indeed the case.

So there is actually only one chance to get rich.

Lin Wanyi suddenly felt very embarrassed, thinking that she had made a fortune by relying on her friend, but she took so long to say it out.

Is this unethical?
She coughed, looked at the silent Gu Zhuo, and suggested, "How about... we go over there for a midnight snack first?"

(End of this chapter)