Lu Yan looked up, only to see countless red strands falling from the sky, filling the void.
He swiped his palm at one of the strands but was met with a 'tink' sound, the scales on his hand slightly dented.
"Such sharp strands..."
A change came over Lu Yan's face.
The strands were incredibly thin, but the thinner they were, the stronger their penetration power.
Even his defence was almost breached by them.
He applied force to his palm, unleashed his True Vigor, and the strand was flung away...but a trace of white appeared on his hand.
After being flung away, the strand didn't snap. It flew up a distance like a spring and came down again.
At the same time, countless strands rushed towards Lu Yan.
Lu Yan activated footwork as fast as a ghost, moving around in mid-air, evading the strands darting down.
However, with the vast number of strands occupying the air, no matter how fast he moved, he couldn't avoid them all.
Those he couldn't avoid, he struck head-on.