Chapter 00244: A Strange Style
# A Strange Style
Chapter 244
Novel: AFK Game: Portal to Another World
Chapter 244 A Strange Style
On the north side of Thunder Mountain, Ning Xian'er leaped forward through the treetops.
She seemed to have no goal, simply wandering about, which was a very rare sight on Thunder Mountain.
Most people who came to Thunder Mountain had a purpose, either for divine techniques and secret arts, or for heavenly materials and earthly treasures.
In short, no one came just to stroll.
Thunder Mountain had a typical tiered layout.
Everyone knew that the higher you went, the more incredible the martial arts secret manuals you could find.
But if you didn't want to lose your life, it was best to act within your capabilities.
The majority of people were gathered around the foot of the mountain, while a small portion were attempting to climb, located halfway up the mountainside.
As for the mountaintop?
It was best not to dream of it.
It was said that getting close to the summit would get you blasted to smithereens by the thunderclouds that lingered over Thunder Mountain year-round.
Even disciples of the Heavenly Absolute Palace couldn't relax upon entering the Thunder Mountain Treasury.
It was equivalent to an examination.
If they couldn't produce good enough results, the light punishment was a caning, while the heavy punishment was having their martial arts crippled and being expelled from the sect.
So, even with their home-field advantage, no disciple of the Heavenly Absolute Palace dared to relax.
They had all decided on their goals before coming.
Ning Xian'er, however, was an exception.
This was mainly because she was too strong.
Among the disciples, she was virtually unrivaled.
Even if an elder personally stepped up, she could still trade a few moves.
Therefore, no one cared what she did on Thunder Mountain.
But speaking of which, Ning Xian'er seemed to be in a good mood.
Although her movements were like a phantom, they carried a hint of joyful skipping.
Making a friend for the first time in her life, and a successful one at that, was an experience Ning Xian'er had never had before.
She even felt that the idea of using Yang Yiyi to get close to the master behind her had faded a little.
It was just that Ning Xian'er wasn't quite used to the feeling of being with a friend, which was why she had run off after just saying hello to Yang Yiyi in the morning.
She was wandering around nearby, wanting to wait for Yang Yiyi to come out of the cave for another chance encounter.
She had already thought it through, deciding which stone carving to go to next based on Yang Yiyi's characteristics.
The Heavenly Absolute Palace had built its fortune on the Thunder Mountain Treasury, so they naturally knew the locations of the secret manuals on the mountain.
The stone carvings of some of the more important divine techniques had long been destroyed, with only copied manuscripts remaining.
However, even what was left now was still enough for these disciples from minor sects and unaffiliated martial artists of the Jianghu to benefit from for a lifetime.
Just as Ning Xian'er was thinking about how to have a chance encounter with Yang Yiyi, and maybe even freeload a meal at noon, she heard a loud boom from a distance.
Pausing on a treetop, a gust of wind swept towards her.
In the distance, Ning Xian'er saw a large cloud of smoke rising from the other side of the hillside.
That direction... it seemed to be the location of the Scorching Sun Palm Cave...
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Inside the underground cave, Yang Yiyi glared at the group of fierce-looking, weapon-wielding men and shouted loudly:
"Who are you people!"
"There's one that got away!"
"Take her down!"
"Don't let a single person from the Central Plains escape!"
The other side had no intention of answering.
After a brief exchange, they drew their weapons in unison and began to surround Yang Yiyi.
Seeing this, Yang Yiyi glanced at her fellow martial artists lying paralyzed on the ground, gritted her teeth, and charged into the enemy formation.
The origins of this group were unknown, but it was obvious they harbored a deep hatred for people from the Central Plains.
If Yang Yiyi didn't face them alone, the people she had just gone through the trouble of saving would definitely be finished off.
Fighting one against many was naturally very disadvantageous.
After all, two fists are no match for four hands, not to mention that they all had weapons while Yang Yiyi relied solely on her fists.
When swords and sabers were swung, their reach was the length of an arm plus the weapon.
Their attack range was definitely much longer than Yang Yiyi's, who relied only on her fists.
Coupled with their superior numbers, Yang Yiyi's rash charge was basically the equivalent of jumping straight into an encirclement.
At this moment, compared to the fast-hitting Mantis Fist, the Tiger and Crane Double Form, which balanced both offense and defense, was naturally more suitable.
But the martial arts style of these guys didn't resemble the methods of the Central Plains' martial world.
Whether it was their sabers or their swords, their moves were treacherous and sinister, like a bewildering mist of yellow sand stretching out before her.
Although they weren't very strong individually, once she was surrounded, Yang Yiyi felt as if sharp blades could come at her from all directions at any moment, leaving her struggling to defend against them all at once.
This was different from fighting her way out of the Plum Blossom Guard's encirclement before.
Back then with the Plum Blossom Guard, Yang Yiyi wasn't alone.
Zheng Yinping had cleared the path ahead, Li Yingluo had protected the center, and Yang Yiyi only needed to cover the rear.
What's more, this group was even more ruthless than the Plum Blossom Guard.
In an instant, Yang Yiyi was struck by several swords.
She was wearing the Tiger Fur Vest, so her torso wasn't afraid of being cut.
But her arms and legs naturally had no protection.
Her legs, waist, and arms all started to bleed.
It was only because of Yang Yiyi's high attributes that the blades didn't cut deep into her flesh.
For now, they were only superficial wounds and didn't have a major impact.
But blood can run out.
No matter how good a fighter is, they can't withstand being bled dry.
If this dragged on, Yang Yiyi would be in big trouble.
"Break out and fight your way out! You can't worry about the others!"
Yang Yiyi winced in pain from her wounds.
She knew Li Chengxi's instruction was right, but she was unwilling to just leave like this.
In her view, something about a great hero serves the country and its people...
Yang Yiyi didn't understand these grand principles.
She only knew that a great hero must uphold justice and righteousness, and must meddle in matters they couldn't stand to see.
If you couldn't do that, you weren't a great hero.
"Double Pushing Hands!"
With a push of both palms, a gushing palm force stirred up a fierce wind.
The circle of people directly in front of Yang Yiyi were immediately blown off their feet, stumbling and falling.
Compared to when she used the Breathing Technique, after switching to the Green Mountain Internal Art, Yang Yiyi's internal energy had improved, and the power of the Black Bear's Three Pushing Hands had also become a bit stronger.
But its direct lethality was limited to that.
This move required ferocious and powerful internal energy to be able to leave a palm print from a distance with a single slap.
Yang Yiyi was still far from that level.
However, it could be used to create an opportunity.
Before the opponents could regain their footing, Yang Yiyi zipped forward, snatched the sword from one person's hand, turned, and followed up with a palm strike, splattering them against the rock wall.
"Don't go back in, fight your way to the exit!"
Li Chengxi's intention was for Yang Yiyi to break out and escape, but she instead turned and ran deeper into the cave.
Snatching a weapon to compensate for being unarmed was fine, and attacking from the outside of the encirclement was indeed more advantageous than being surrounded.
But the enemy could change their formation.
By the time Yang Yiyi snatched a second saber, the opponents had readjusted their formation and once again enveloped her within it.
Seeing that Yang Yiyi didn't obey and fight her way out, Li Chengxi knew this girl was having another great hero episode.
He cursed inwardly and quickly said:
"Use the rock wall to get over there!"
This time, Yang Yiyi obeyed.
She kicked away an enemy who tried to get close, used the rock wall as a foothold, and leaped towards the crowd pouring in from the exit.
Perhaps that's not quite accurate.
Yang Yiyi's movement was more like using the rock wall to launch herself vertically, like a Rocket Headbutt.
The opponents had never seen such a bizarre move, but no matter how they thought about it, a head couldn't possibly be tougher than a sword or saber.
For a moment, a flurry of blades danced, all aimed at Yang Yiyi's head.
They had clearly never seen anything called the Iron Head Skill.
Although this move sounded like something from a street performance, currently Yang Yiyi's most powerful attack was to ram with her head, just like a dump truck, crashing into whoever she caught.
Accompanied by the sound of twisting and cracking metal, the person swinging their sword at Yang Yiyi stared with eyes as wide as bronze bells, unable to comprehend how a body of flesh and blood could compete with a sword in hardness.
But soon they didn't need to think about it anymore.
Yang Yiyi's Rocket Headbutt successfully knocked over a whole row of people.
Yang Yiyi smoothly rolled to her feet, a saber in one hand and a sword in the other.
Just as she was about to force back the surrounding crowd, a curious "Hmm?" came from within the cave.
"Who did you learn your martial arts from? To think there's a martial art in this world that uses the head. How strange, how peculiar."
Yang Yiyi looked towards the source of the voice and saw a bald man walking out of the cave.
The torchlight reflected off his head, and it was even a little dazzling...