He stood up, and Shimizu didn't even notice that the greatsword that had been on his back was now in his hand.

"Give it back to me!" Shimizu instinctively reached out to grab it.

Li Changzhou glanced over and swung his greatsword down.

call!

Shimizu saw the endless yellow sand and stood alone in the middle of the desert. There wasn't a single cloud in the sky, not a breath of wind. The sand pressed in from all directions, making it hard for her to breathe; it was so painful...

The giant sword came to a steady stop on the tip of Qing Shui's nose.

This greatsword, which required water and the entire body to wield, felt as light as a feather in Li Changzhou's hands.

"How about this move? My signature technique." Li Changzhou turned the sword upside down, tip facing down, and handed the hilt to Qingshui.

Only then did Shimizu feel her heart pounding again; she was almost overwhelmed by the shock!

If it were an ordinary sandman, he would definitely be dead by now.

After death, the body may even exhibit symptoms such as terror and dehydration, just as if it were truly crushed to death by the desert.

Just as the Thunderclap Diagram can paralyze with lightning and the Divine Fire Diagram can unleash flames, Li Changzhou's newly comprehended technique of "bullying the weak with the strong" can also interfere with reality.

The basic requirement for visualization is "truth," and the effect of the visualization practice must also be "truth."

"Huh? What happened?" Li Qianxia asked, puzzled. "Brother, did you just scare her?"

That move was unlike any she had ever seen before.

Apart from Qingshui, no one else could sense the phenomenon of "bullying the weak." It wasn't that "bullying the weak" was anything mysterious; it was simply because it was the most basic, superficial, and crude thing to do.

Only when you can control and release your energy can you truly practice visualization.

Shimizu didn't reach for her sword, so Li Changzhou simply swung his sword at his sister again.

This sword strike was even more powerful than the previous one, utilizing the weight of the greatsword itself to create an even stronger momentum—this was something new that Li Changzhou had learned from the previous sword strike.

"So that's how it is. But is it powerful?" Li Qianxia tilted her head to dodge the sword and asked in confusion.

“That’s impressive enough for her.” Li Changzhou handed the sword to Qingshui again.

Shimizu stretched out her hands and caught the greatsword that had been with her all along but now seemed somewhat unfamiliar. She never imagined that it could unleash such powerful and strange force.

The greatsword pressed heavily on her hand. Shimizu remained silent for a moment before taking off her bra.

As mentioned before, she was only wearing trousers and a bra.

Li Changzhou closed his eyes immediately; his reaction was enough to ensure that he hadn't seen anything.

"This is the guiding technique." He heard the sound of clear water and felt the vibration in the air as she handed him her bra.

Yang Qinglan took the bra.

Li Changzhou heard Yaochi's soft laughter again. She waved her hand over his eyelids. The sunlight was intense, and he could see the movement of her hand's shadow even with his eyes closed.

“Not bad, not bad,” Yaochi said happily, “very virtuous of husbands.”

"It's all thanks to Qinglan's excellent training." Li Qianxia's tone was full of teasing admiration.

"You think I can't hear you?" Li Changzhou looked in Li Qianxia's direction. "I closed my eyes, not my mouth."

“Translate the text above,” Yang Qinglan said.

"Shimizu, your breasts are about the same size as mine. I'll get you a new bra and a t-shirt."

"When the sky is just beginning to lighten and the sun has not yet risen, face the direction of the sun, take a deep breath through your nose, and exhale through your mouth in three separate breaths. Repeat this action continuously. The moment the sun rises, open your nose and mouth at the same time, take a deep breath, hold your breath, and guide the warmth in your abdomen to travel along the route shown on the human body diagram, circle after circle, until the warmth disappears."

Shimizu's "Guiding Techniques" is very colloquial and very simple.

It's not colloquial, it's not simple, and it's probably difficult for it to be passed down for a long time.

As she spoke, the sound of her putting on clothes could be heard.

"This bra is uncomfortable."

You'll get used to it.

"If Earth wins, will we all have to wear this?"

"Well, I would suggest wearing it, but the final decision is up to you."

"Then I won't wear it."

Li Changzhou opened his eyes and saw Qingshui, who had put on a bra again and was exposing her shoulders and lower abdomen.

"At the current speed, how long will it take to reach the Blood Sand Tribe?" Li Changzhou asked her.

"Noon," Shimizu replied.

The morning passed quickly, and Li Changzhou taught Qingshui the basics of the Desert Sword Technique—'bullying the weak' didn't sound very nice.

Li Qianxia and her team would occasionally fly into the sky to survey the situation using their exceptional eyesight, and sometimes learn about the other groups' situations by looking at the land.

The other seven groups worked almost all night, attacking and gathering intelligence at night, except for a few groups that were still in the desert and did not have long-range reconnaissance capabilities.

It was noon.

“The Blood Sand Tribe is behind those sand dunes,” Qingshui pointed into the distance.

In the simple and monotonous desert, the sand dunes in front of you are very distinctive, with large sand dunes one after another, layer upon layer, like fish scales.

“There’s moisture.” Yang Qinglan looked at the sand dunes.

"Is it an oasis?" Li Qianxia asked.

“Of course the Blood Sand Tribe has an oasis,” Qingshui affirmed.

"How dangerous is it?" Li Changzhou asked the little radish on his shoulder.

"Hmm—so much." Little Radish gestured a distance of one centimeter between his index finger and thumb.

There is almost no danger.

That's what it means—

"Aferona, go and try, use all your strength," Li Changzhou instructed.

"yes!"

After all, this is another planet. What if the other side can hide their fighting power like the Earthlings in "Dragon Ball"? Li Changzhou always remembered what Xiao Wu said about Frieza and kept the lesson in mind.

Amidst the terrified cries of the sand people, twenty demonic figures emerged from the sky.

Five Daos guarded the vicinity of the Sand Beast, while Fifteen Daos followed Aphrodite and floated up the sand dune.

The top of the dune is a long, winding line, but only wide enough for one person to stand on; once you get up there, you almost slide down.

Aferona stood there, looking down at the bottom of the dunes.

A clear spring, not too small, more than a hundred meters long, surrounds the spring with rows of houses and blood-red flags.

"What is that?" The Blood Sand Tribe noticed the situation on the sand dunes.

"Is it a miracle? This is the first time a miracle has ever happened here."

"No, it's not a miracle, they're coming!"

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"

"Quickly inform the chief to bring the hunting party back!"

Fifteen demonic figures strode towards the Blood Sand Tribe, like a pack of fierce tigers advancing.