The Secret to Picking Up Girls

"Ugh!" With a groan, Zhuo Binghan flew backward, crashing to the ground with a "thud!"

"Wah!" she cried, unable to stop herself from spitting out a mouthful of blood. Her face turned ashen, almost purple, clearly on the verge of collapse.

The Emei Sect's female disciples nearby wanted to rush to her aid, but they were entangled by the Blazing Fire Sect members, too preoccupied to help. All they could do was stare anxiously.

The tall, white-robed member of the Blazing Fire Sect, though not killed instantly, was close to it. He flew backward, smashing into four or five large trees before losing consciousness.

The Emei Sect disciples' hearts sank. Among them, Zhuo Binghan, who had cultivated the Ice Soul Mystical Skill, was the strongest. The National Security Bureau's invitation had come at a bad time. The Emei Sect had suffered greatly from Zhang Yuze's attacks, and the battle against Tianfu had left them weakened. Initially, they didn't plan to send reinforcements, but Zhuo Binghan, after becoming the sect leader, had overruled the objections and insisted on participating in this operation to enhance the Emei Sect's reputation.

Because of Zhuo Binghan's insistence, the Emei Sect ultimately joined the operation. However, if something happened to Zhuo Binghan, the Emei Sect would truly decline. After all, the Emei Sect's position as the leader of the seven sects was entirely due to their possession of the miraculous "Ice Soul Mystical Skill." But if something happened to the sect leader, the skill could not be passed down, which would be a severe blow to the Emei Sect.

The Emei Sect no longer had any powerful masters to rely on, while the Blazing Fire Sect still had two seemingly more formidable experts standing by!

Seeing their comrade fall, one of the two white-robed figures who had been standing aside snorted coldly. Suddenly, he appeared in the arena, lunging toward Zhuo Binghan, his hand reaching out to capture her.

Just then, a figure leaped down from a nearby tree.

"See who dares!" the blurry figure said, appearing beside Zhuo Binghan even faster than the white-robed man. With a wave of his hand, he struck the approaching white-robed man.

With a "bang!" the white-robed man groaned miserably, flying backward like a kite with a broken string. After crashing into over a dozen trees, he landed on the ground, motionless.

With a "poof!" the white-robed man spat out a mouthful of blood and lay still.

The scene fell silent. Even the Blazing Fire Sect members who had been attacking the Emei Sect stopped their assault. The Emei Sect women also stared at the masked man who had suddenly appeared. He wore jeans and a shirt, but his face was covered with a black mask, making him seem somewhat out of place. The Emei Sect disciples exchanged glances, unsure who this newcomer was. However, seeing that he had saved their sect leader, they knew he was a friend, not an enemy, and were overjoyed that they had finally been rescued.

The person who suddenly appeared was naturally Zhang Yuze. Because he and Zhuo Binghan still had unresolved misunderstandings, he put on a mask when he appeared to avoid trouble. At least, when he saved Zhuo Binghan, she wouldn't reject him.

Zhang Yuze squatted down, looking at Zhuo Binghan's purple face. He knew she was seriously injured. He quickly took out a bottle of Emei's sacred healing medicine, the Purple Gold Pill, which he had scavenged from Emei's Heavenly Mystery Pavilion. He took out one of the pills and put it into Zhuo Binghan's mouth. Then, he placed his hand on Zhuo Binghan's Mingmen acupoint, channeling his true energy to help her quickly absorb the pill's medicinal effects.

Zhuo Binghan slowly opened her eyes, looking at Zhang Yuze, who was watching her with concern. Because Zhang Yuze was wearing a mask and the sky was dark, Zhuo Binghan couldn't recognize him. She only felt that Zhang Yuze's gaze was so gentle.

Seeing Zhuo Binghan open her eyes, Zhang Yuze was delighted and quickly asked, "Are you alright?"

Zhuo Binghan sat up from the ground. "Cough... cough..." she said, then looked at Zhang Yuze and said, "I'm fine now. Who are you? Thank you for saving me."

Zhang Yuze smiled at Zhuo Binghan, deliberately changing his voice, and said, "Who I am doesn't matter. Let's get through this crisis first."

At that moment, the other white-robed man coldly said, "Are you done with your sweet talk! Don't forget, I'm still here."

Suddenly, an incredibly terrifying killing intent enveloped Zhang Yuze and Zhuo Binghan.

Zhang Yuze helped Zhuo Binghan to her feet.

Abruptly, Zhang Yuze leaped into the air, creating dozens of afterimages, appearing beside the Blazing Fire Sect disciples.

The Blazing Fire Sect members didn't know what was happening. They only saw a blurry figure flying toward them from all directions. They felt a pain in their chest, their bodies lightened, and they fainted.

The Emei Sect disciples, freed from the threat, ran toward Zhuo Binghan, arriving at her side. They looked at Zhang Yuze with strange expressions.

"Good skills?" The only Blazing Fire Sect member still standing was the remaining white-robed man. His sharp gaze was fixed on Zhang Yuze.

A wave of awe-inspiring aura erupted from the white-robed man. The fallen leaves on the ground seemed to be affected by some strange current, flowing with "whoosh!" "whoosh!" "whoosh!"

The Emei Sect disciples, including Zhuo Binghan, felt a mountain-like pressure enveloping them, making it hard to breathe.

Zhang Yuze's gaze sharpened as he stared at the white-robed man, saying to Zhuo Binghan, "Take your people and leave. I'll handle this. It's okay."

Zhuo Binghan, having taken Emei's sacred healing medicine, the Purple Gold Pill, had recovered considerably from her injuries. Therefore, she looked at Zhang Yuze and asked, "Sir, the medicine you gave me was our Emei Sect's sacred healing medicine, the Purple Gold Pill. May I ask, are you a member of our Emei Sect?"

Zhang Yuze: "..."

"Well, you guys leave first! We can talk about it later," Zhang Yuze said impatiently.

However, Zhuo Binghan seemed quite interested in Zhang Yuze for some reason. Hearing Zhang Yuze's words, she asked him with surprise, "Sir, are you also here to participate in this alliance against the Blazing Fire Sect?"

Zhang Yuze: "..."

Fortunately, an older Emei Sect disciple nearby had already recognized the danger here and quickly pulled Zhuo Binghan away.

Suddenly, Zhang Yuze's expression changed, and he mustered all his strength. Silver-white light instantly enveloped Zhang Yuze's hand.

Seeing this, the Blazing Fire Sect's white-robed man's brow furrowed, seemingly not daring to be careless. He shouted loudly, and his entire body erupted with green light.

"Come on!" Zhang Yuze roared excitedly, flying toward the white-robed man at top speed. Before he even reached him, Zhang Yuze struck the white-robed man with a palm.

The white-robed man's green-glowing palm also met Zhang Yuze's without showing any weakness.

With a "bang!" an extremely muffled collision sound rang out in the air.

An invisible halo, centered on the two of them, rushed out in all directions.

The two groaned simultaneously, their bodies flying backward in mid-air.

Instantly, the white-robed masked man disappeared from his original spot, striking toward Zhang Yuze with a palm. Green light enveloped Zhang Yuze's entire body.

"Demon Slayer Blade!" Zhang Yuze took out the dagger, waving it at the white-robed man's body. A silver-white light flashed and disappeared in the darkness.

"Penetrate everything!" Zhang Yuze shouted, rushing toward the white-robed man like an arrow. A white light and shadow instantly erupted in the darkness.

Suddenly, the green light in front of Zhang Yuze flashed, and the white-robed man instantly disappeared from Zhang Yuze's sight. His expression furrowed, knowing the danger.

"Instantaneous movement," Zhang Yuze thought subconsciously.

The instant Zhang Yuze disappeared from his original spot, a green light and shadow shot up from beneath where he had been standing. If he had been even a little slower, he might have been in danger.

The white-robed man laughed triumphantly, shouting, "Phantom Demon Imprisonment!"

Suddenly, Zhang Yuze's expression changed, feeling that the surroundings seemed to be affected by a strange energy, even the air was about to solidify.