The rapidly descending Naokawa imagined the thrill of landing a punch on Lin Tian's face.

But in the next second, Naokawa felt his body falling even faster.

So fast that he couldn't control it.

"What is this feeling?" Naokawa quickly reached into his waist with his left hand.

The pulleys were functioning normally, so what was the problem?

The descent was now too fast, and he was about to hit the ground.

The ground was getting closer because he wanted to punch Lin Tian in the face.

So Naokawa was face down, feet up.

Even now falling rapidly, he maintained this position.

"Bang!"

Even as he hit the ground, Naokawa couldn't figure out what went wrong that caused him to suddenly lose control and fall.

Holding his bruised and swollen face, Naokawa painfully got up from the ground.

"Foolish Sakula Country man? Did that fall feel good?"

Beating someone while they're down, treating others the way they treat you — how could Lin Tian miss such a gratifying moment?

Just now, you punched me and acted all superior, yet you kept babbling nonstop.

For thirty years the east river flows, thirty years the west river reigns; now it's my turn!!!

"How did you do it?" Naokawa realized the problem only after his face hit the ground.

The piercing skill.

To put it simply, a mainline leads to the highest point, allowing the body to fly up and down.

Then there are lines in the north, south, east, west directions to control the direction.

With Naokawa's body in the center, it was like a giant spider web, and his body was the focal point.

However, just now, the mainline above was cut.

So Naokawa's body fell straight down, landing with a bruised face.

"Oh, my face's fine?" Lin Tian patted his right cheek provocatively: "But you, your whole face is swollen, and you're even bleeding from the nose?"

"You forced me into this! You're the first to force Naokawa Kumashiro, the fighter jet, to take off his clothes!" With that, Naokawa Kumashiro started undressing.

"What the heck!"

Lin Tian tensed up, a cold sweat soaking his back: "Why are you undressing?"

As Naokawa Kumashiro took off his coat, Lin Tian scrutinized him for a long time.

He was covered in silver threads, his waist adorned with various pulleys, and the sleeves of his black tight-fitting top lined with rows of dense silver needles.

"Your gear's pretty neat!" Lin Tian couldn't help but click his tongue!

"Earlier you asked me a question, now it's my turn to ask you!"

Naokawa Kumashiro had been plagued by a question ever since his fall.

How did he see the silver threads?

These silver threads were made from special materials, strong and durable, extremely thin, and with the cover of night, virtually undetectable.

This was why some called him the fighter jet, black bat, owl.

Because he was elusive...

But now he'd been discovered.

And by a young Celestial Dragon Continent man.

This greatly increased Naokawa Kumashiro's murderous intent, determined to kill him to conceal his secrets.

Otherwise, if word got out, everyone could fly, everyone would know his skill's weaknesses.

What place would he have to stand then?

"Speak!" Lin Tian remarked.

"How did you see the silver threads?"

Naokawa Kumashiro paused and continued: "Or rather, how did you discover the silver threads?"

"Sorry, seeing as you're about to be a dead man, no comment!" Lin Tian deliberately didn't want to tell Naokawa Kumashiro, just to anger him!

"..."

Naokawa Kumashiro's face was a mass of black lines, beads of sweat trickling down from his temples: "But I just told you..."

"You wanted to say it, you're cheap, you wanted to say it, blame me?" Lin Tian shrugged helplessly: "I just don't want to say it, I'm not cheap, none of your business!"

"Damn!"

Naokawa Kumashiro clutched his chest, oddly enraged to heartache.

"Indeed, you Celestial Dragon Continent people are all untrustworthy!" Naokawa Kumashiro snorted coldly.

"Hey. Can't we be sensible? Did I ever say I would tell you?"

Lin Tian put on an innocent face: "It's not our fault, clearly you said and answered yourself, I never said I was definitely going to tell you from the beginning!"

"Hmph!"

With a cold snort, Naokawa Kumashiro suddenly flicked his right hand upwards.

In Lin Tian's view, a gleaming thing, trailing a silver line, flew upwards rapidly.

Once the silver line reconnected to a high point, Naokawa Kumashiro's body flew up again.

"I told you fighter jet, today I must make you a crashed plane!" Lin Tian yanked all the triangular shurikens from the container.

Aiming at the silver line hung high, the shuriken in Lin Tian's hand once again flew out.

The shuriken severed the silver line, and Lin Tian's lips curled into a faint smile, waiting for Naokawa Kumashiro to fall from the sky once more.

But this time, Naokawa Kumashiro didn't fall; he continued flying in the air.

"What is this?"

Lin Tian's mouth gaped wide enough to fit an egg.

"Why isn't this going according to the script?" Confused, Lin Tian squinted, carefully observing the night sky.

This time, Naokawa Kumashiro had fewer silver lines on him.

Just a silver needle with a silver thread pulling behind it.

Constantly shooting from Naokawa Kumashiro's hand, allowing him to fly through the air.

Saying it plainly, Naokawa Kumashiro's operation became extremely complex, but his body more flexible.

Lin Tian finally understood why he wrapped so many silver lines around his body, why his sleeves were filled with so many silver needles.

Soon, Naokawa Kumashiro's body vanished into the night.

Lin Tian was a black mass of lines, things were getting more and more complicated.

It had just been a positional war, now it turned into a guerrilla war.

So troublesome...

On the port crane, Naokawa Kumashiro sneered, staring at Lin Tian below who was cautiously alert.

A silver needle, the length of a middle finger, suddenly appeared in his palm, and looking at Lin Tian below, he hurled it out fiercely with his right hand.

Lin Tian was scanning the surroundings, trying to see where Naokawa Kumashiro flew.

His eyelids suddenly twitched, sensing intense murderous intent.

Entirely instinctively, Lin Tian ducked his body suddenly.

"Clang!"

A crisp sound rang right by his ear.

Looking towards the sound, a bent silver needle lay quietly on the ground.

Probably hitting the container's iron plating caused it.

"Damn, this guy suddenly got clever!" Lin Tian wasn't stupid, either; since you hide, I'll hide too.

Old scoundrel against old scoundrel.

Let's see who's sneakier!

Lin Tian quickly disappeared by the container, as his eyes scanned the direction the silver needle came from.

"Interesting!" Seeing Lin Tian disappear, Naokawa Kumashiro immediately moved position.

One above, one below, the two played hide and seek.

But with the advantage in the sky, Naokawa Kumashiro found Lin Tian's whereabouts first…

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