This time, the wooden stakes did not do any tricks, but came crushing down in an upright manner.

It might be a bit of an exaggeration to say that it blocked out the sky and the sun, but the area on the ground was already completely occupied by wooden stakes.

I can’t count them all by myself, but my rough estimate is that there are no less than one thousand!

If it was just a wooden stake, it would be fine. What makes people feel more terrified is the small wooden stakes extending from the wooden stake.

Zhou You had seen this kind of thing before, in a very old book. After all, he was a middle school boy who was passionate about mechas, and he had a certain understanding of things related to force. At present, the most powerful combat force in the world was undoubtedly mechas.

However, in the era without mechas, ancient martial arts and genetic medicines were also indispensable for strengthening the human race. Maybe those things were not as intuitive as mechas, and could be suppressed by thermal weapons, but they were also ways to improve personal levels.

In that ancient book, Zhou You clearly remembered that there was a Grandmaster-level figure who shouted that he would fight ten people alone! Each of those ten people was muscular and looked like a giant. Even in this era, they would probably be top-notch mecha masters.

The master on the opposite side who practiced ancient martial arts seemed to be some kind of Wing Chun, Zhou You couldn’t quite remember the details, but he was sure it was a kind of boxing.

If it is a weapons duel, then you can imagine whether there will be any unexpected changes. After all, the lethality of weapons will focus more on control rather than focusing too much on one's own strength. With bare hands, in addition to physical strength and power, the role of skills is infinitely weakened.

The gap was obvious. There was almost no suspense between a thin and weak middle-aged man in a gown and a group of strong men in their prime. The fact was, there was really no suspense. Those strong men were killed instantly by the middle-aged man. The whole process took no more than a minute. All kinds of weird and unpredictable moves attacked from all directions. In addition, the middle-aged man's seemingly thin body actually burst out with endless power.

And it was very durable. It was clearly hit several times, but after a few shakes, it continued fighting as if nothing had happened. Zhou You was very young at the time and was greatly shocked. This was an era when technology was not well developed, and genetic drugs and exoskeletons were not perfect at all. Zhou You could tell just by using them that the people recorded in the ancient books did not use any external force at all, and relied purely on their own strength.

With disbelief or doubt, Zhou You continued to learn more about the story of the man who practiced Wing Chun. Among them, Zhou You also paid special attention to his training method, which was just an ordinary wooden stake with many small wooden sticks sticking out of it. It was called a wooden man stake, but Zhou You could feel that the wooden man stake was very backward and could not be compared with the current virtual fighting robots . In addition, Zhou You was very young but very busy. So he paid attention to it for a while and tried to train. He found that it did not improve himself much, so he gradually gave up and turned to more modern training. Although Zhou You himself could not do it, he firmly believed that he could train the skills of a middle-aged man through the wooden man stake.

"I could still try to dodge before, but now, because these small pieces of wood are extended, I have no way to dodge anymore. If I get hit, I will either die or be injured."

Zhou You gritted his teeth. He was no longer in his peak condition. Now his whole body was covered with bruises and it hurt as if it had exploded.

Let’s do it!

Boom! Zhou You didn't just sit there and wait for death, but rushed out directly.

The wooden stake array came in a mighty force. Zhou You no longer considered any backup plan, whether he would die or not, or whether new wooden stakes would appear.

Just hit! Break through! Get hit! Break through again! Bang, bang, bang! Zhou You's arms collided with these protruding wooden stakes. He was slowly recalling the moves in the ancient books, but his method of exerting force was the gentleness of Tai Chi. It was not that he did not want to use Wing Chun, which was definitely the best solution, but the key was that he did not know how to do it at all, so he could only resist reluctantly.

Fortunately, these protruding small pieces of wood still gave Zhou You some opportunities. They did not break Zhou You's arms directly, but only made Zhou You grimace in pain.

Slowly, more than a dozen wooden stakes passed by. But this level was just a trivial starter in the vast array of wooden stakes. Zhou You's arms became heavier and heavier, and he could no longer lift them. His legs gradually became weak and began to be hit by small wooden stakes. His whole spirit gradually lost its focus. Bang! His left calf was hit by a small wooden stake, which was the last straw that broke the camel's back. Zhou You could no longer stand steadily and fell to the ground.

The two small pieces of wood were stuck right in the middle of the left calf, and the stakes turned mercilessly. Crack!

Ah! Zhou You cried out miserably, and before he could adjust himself, the big wooden stake hit him again.

Boom!

Zhou You was knocked away dozens of meters like a rag and fell to the ground, his life or death unknown.

Even so, the wooden stake formation did not stop attacking.

Rumbling sounds continued to be heard, and the wooden stake formation was like a group of mechas that were advancing forward.

"My left calf is broken, completely shattered. My right arm is also broken, with bone spurs sticking out. My ribs are broken, and my left lower abdomen is pierced. I can't mobilize any strength. The Luoshen Whip's induction is also ineffective."