Thud thud thud~ The heart pounded fiercely, sending Lu Yu's energy throughout his body, steadily enhancing his strength.
"Ahhhhh~"
Lu Yu alternated his hands, quickly pulling the black hair. He felt it, the source of the black hair getting closer, ever closer!
"Got you, die for me!"
Lu Yu grasped a tangible object, unlike the smoothness of the black hair; it was something flat. He held that object with both hands, continuously strengthening his grip, attempting to crush or break it.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh~ The black hair on Lu Yu's body quickly retracted into the flat object, retreating its power to resist Lu Yu's attack.
This mysterious item can be dealt with brute force.
Huff~ As the last bundle of black hair retracted, Lu Yu saw clearly the strange object in his hand; it turned out to be a wooden comb.
All the black hair emerged from this wooden comb, hair so resilient that even Lu Yu found it difficult to tear off, and its strength was astonishing.
