The Secret to Picking Up Girls

Within the Jiageng College of Xiamen University, two blurry figures flew through the air with extreme speed. It was so fast that even if someone happened to see it, they wouldn't think someone was flying in the sky, but rather that their eyes were playing tricks on them!

Zhang Yuze chased after the black shadow, his heart growing more and more shocked, because even after he had activated all of his power, he still couldn't catch up even a step. This person's strength was truly terrifying. However, his innate stubbornness and unwillingness to admit defeat made Zhang Yuze unwilling to face failure, so he used every ounce of strength he had.

On top of a building, Zhang Yuze stopped, panting for breath. The man in black stood before him, his back to Zhang Yuze, as if he had been waiting for him for a long time. However, the fact that the other party had his back to Zhang Yuze made it impossible for Zhang Yuze to see his face clearly. But Zhang Yuze didn't dare to act rashly, because from the chase just now, Zhang Yuze was certain that the other party's strength was absolutely far above his own, and could be said to be unfathomable.

"Are you a human or a ghost? What's your purpose in luring me out here?" Zhang Yuze asked, feeling impatient because the other party had been acting cool for so long without saying a word or turning around.

It seemed that Zhang Yuze's words had an effect, as the man finally turned around, appearing so mysterious in the dark night. Although he was standing there, his entire being seemed to blend into the night, as if he didn't exist at all.

After Zhang Yuze saw the person clearly, he couldn't help but be stunned, because he certainly recognized this person. Wasn't this the mysterious masked master who had taught him those moves? He just didn't know what his intention was in luring him out here.

"It's you?" Zhang Yuze frowned.

"Great Dragon Slash..."

"Thousand Layer Slash..."

"Ten Thousand Blade Break..."

"Layer Upon Layer of Breaking Waves!"

The dazzling sword light emitted a brilliant glow in the darkness. Every slash and every stance seemed to follow some kind of mysterious pattern. The energy between heaven and earth seemed to be affected by Zhang Yuze, roaring around him and stirring up the surrounding dust.

After a long while, Zhang Yuze stopped his movements, put away his sword, and said to the mysterious masked master with a smile, "How was it? Not bad, right?" Zhang Yuze was very satisfied with his performance, but looking at the expressionless (in fact, he couldn't see it at all) face of the masked master, Zhang Yuze still had no confidence in his heart.