บท 135: Sixth sense: Mental Energy

The relentless barrage of knives kept coming at Lu Zhen, and he was forced to rely entirely on his instincts to evade each attack. He couldn't track the knives with any of his five senses, which led to growing frustration. Despite his sensory limitations, his instincts served him well, guiding him through the rapid and chaotic dodging.

This life-or-death dance with the hidden assailant continued within the moving carriage. As time passed, Lu Zhen began to discern a peculiar rhythm to the attacks. It was as though he had found a pattern in the chaos.

His focus intensified as he honed in on the sensation that accompanied his dodges. It seemed to originate from within his head, and it had an unusual quality. Lu Zhen's curiosity got the better of him, and he attempted to access this strange energy.