Danger. Extreme danger!
Xia Chengli stared at her surroundings.
The verdant blades of grass were like a dense volley of arrows, shooting toward her from all directions with overwhelming force, as if threatening to consume her whole.
Xia Chengli's movements suddenly became bizarre as she once again used the strange Body Technique she had employed when fighting Chu He.
It was as if the sands of time flowed through her movements. Each leap was like a dropped frame in a video—the image was fractured and disjointed, yet it possessed an indescribable rhythm.
It was this seemingly clumsy and disconnected Body Technique that allowed her to move like a fish in water amidst the dense assault of grass blades, dodging the lethal edges by a hair's breadth each time.
Xia Chengli's figure weaved through the ocean of grass, flashing in and out of sight.
'This Body Technique is surprisingly exquisite.'
Chu He stood atop a distant coconut tree, watching quietly.
