"Bang! Bang bang!"
The pounding, like a sudden, violent storm, left Lin Fan with no chance to dodge.
The damage caused by the five blood spheres was not great.
Lin Fan only needed to raise his Protective Gang Qi, and they wouldn’t be able to break through.
But just like five relentless mosquitoes, they never seed to tire.
The attack wasn’t fatal, but it was incredibly irritating.
"Damn things!"
Standing still, Lin Fan felt the frenzied pounding of the five blood spheres and grew inexplicably agitated.
He had the intention to hit back, but his efforts were as futile as throwing a at bun to a dog—no strength ca of it.
Unable to shatter them, nor defend effectively, Lin Fan beca even more infuriated.
With a push of his feet, he rapidly lunged toward Nangong Haoqin.
Swinging his fists, he aid for his face.
"I’ve told you hundreds of tis, it’s useless!"
Nangong Haoqin stood there, not dodging or moving, sneering at the attack.
He watched the oncoming punches with ease, finding them pleasantly trivial.
As expected, the blood spheres once again blocked all of Lin Fan’s attacks.
No matter how fast Lin Fan increased his attack speed, he still couldn’t penetrate the defense.
It felt as if he were dancing around Nangong Haoqin.
"Whoosh!"
Just as Nangong Haoqin was basking in his triumph, a sudden gust of wind brushed by his face.
The next mont, a trail of blood began flowing down.
"How can this be!"
Nangong Haoqin quickly wiped the fresh blood from his face.
He looked in shock at Lin Fan, who was now ten ters away.
"So that’s how it is!"
A smile appeared on Lin Fan’s face.
After hundreds of tries, it seed he had figured out the chanism of the blood spheres.
"These things rely on my five senses to function, so no matter how I attack, I can’t hit what my senses perceive as the enemy, which ans the blood spheres essentially seal off my senses. As long as I keep using them, they’ll intercept all my attacking moves."
Clenching his fist, Lin Fan suddenly swung a punch to the other side.
As expected, a blood sphere blocked his fist wind, completely absorbing the force of the attack.
"What good does knowing do you? You still can’t escape their strike!"
Unexpectedly, Lin Fan had quickly understood the root of the blood spheres’ operation.
This forced Nangong Haoqin to take him seriously.
With a wave of his hand, the five blood spheres imdiately rushed at Lin Fan once more.
And their speed was even faster than before.
"Now that I know the principle, finding a way to break it is the next step. Since they operate according to my five senses, the sa principle must apply to their offense. If I seal off my senses, that should do it."
As Lin Fan spoke, he closed his eyes.
Almost simultaneously, one of the blood spheres stopped its attack, hovering motionlessly in place.
This spectacle made Nangong Haoqin frown deeply.
"The five senses are sight, hearing, touch, sll, and taste. If I shut down these perceptions, won’t they lose direction?"
Feeling one of the blood spheres cease its attack, Lin Fan knew he was on the right track.
Although he didn’t understand why senses like sll and taste, which don’t usually play a part in battle, would trigger the blood spheres’ attack.
But for Lin Fan, a master of traditional Chinese dicine, it was as easy as turning his hand over.
As he quickly tapped twice on his own neck, his sense of taste and sll vanished instantly.
At the sa ti, the two blood orbs also ca to a halt.
"So you know, what can you do about it? Unless you can let go of your hearing and touch, it’s all aningless!"
Nangong Haoqin clenched his fists and said, "I can tell you, the mont you stop your senses, will be the mont I kill you. You can try to see if you can block my punches!"
Without his hearing, any attack by Nangong Haoqin could be successful, and without touch, his body would beco a target unable to move; it was essentially a death wish, which is why he didn’t believe Lin Fan could counter the blood orbs.
"You think I’ll die without my senses? Well, I’m really looking forward to you trying."
Lin Fan wore a confident smile, and his right hand quickly tapped continuously at the back of his neck.
As the last two blood orbs ceased their attack, he now stood there like a statue.
Having lost all five senses, the blood orbs had no direction to attack and floated beside him, appearing very strange.
The surroundings beca completely quiet, but Nangong Haoqin grew increasingly nervous.
The smile on Lin Fan’s face remained, as if he had already found the way to break the situation.
But Nangong Haoqin, after much consideration, really couldn’t believe any of it.
After all, without his senses, he was like at on the cutting board.
Yet, Lin Fan’s strength prevented him from acting rashly; he now truly regretted not keeping Gong Qiliang behind.
Using cannon fodder to probe at such a ti would have been the perfect move.
"Playing tricks, I’ll see if you have the ability!"
After much thought, Nangong Haoqin lifted his foot and kicked a pebble towards Lin Fan.
The force of this strike was enough to make the pebble more formidable than a bullet.
Without his senses, how could he possibly dodge?
"Swish!"
Suddenly, just as the pebble was about to reach Lin Fan, he moved inexplicably.
His figure shifted, he stepped to the side and twisted his shoulder, easily avoiding the pebble that was aid at his heart.
"How can this be!"
It wasn’t surprising that Lin Fan could dodge the pebble, but it excited Nangong Haoqin that Lin Fan had apparently lost all his senses.
The five floating blood orbs were the best proof of that.
So why did he avoid it all?
"It really works!"
While Nangong Haoqin stood astonished, Lin Fan, with his eyes still closed, spoke up.
anwhile, another blood orb charged at him once more, yet still could not breach his Protective Gang Qi.
"You’ve triggered the touch!"
Nangong Haoqin grasped his fists tensely, his speaking also ant Lin Fan’s sense of touch had just recovered.
But still, he couldn’t understand how Lin Fan had dodged the pebble.
"So this is the advantage of intuition, then. I’ll use my intuition to defeat you in the upcoming fight."
Lin Fan pushed off the ground with his feet, leaping high into the air, and suddenly, the blood orb that had just attacked beca motionless again.
"Swish!"
Yet Lin Fan, who had landed on the ground, acted freely, not moving quickly, but was now taking his chance to strike at Nangong Haoqin.
And the blood orbs floating around his body remained still.
That ant all his attacks were not relying on the five senses, but rather on the combat reactions of his body’s subconscious.
This was the most difficult thing for a master to cultivate: the movents of each part of his body, not requiring the brain’s control.
Any technique could be executed with ease.
Though it seed simple to talk about, to cultivate such a subconscious required hundreds of thousands of training sessions, and only the most top-notch warriors could possess such an extraordinary ability.
And in that mont, Lin Fan could rely on all this to turn the tide of battle.
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