Purple Mist Dao Master
Chapter 272 - 220: Dugu Nine Swords + Mutual Destruction Sword Skill!

Chapter 272: Chapter 220: Dugu Nine Swords + Mutual Destruction Sword Skill!

Neither side dared to make a rash move, fearing to expose any weaknesses, fearing that the other might be hiding a powerful strategy, with one move determining victory.

And so.

A standoff ensued.

Fifteen minutes.

Half an hour.

Time continued to slip away, both sides enduring.

Enduring each other!

Also enduring the spectators!

It must be said, those watching the Group A competition today were really put through the wringer—

First, Yan Chuan’s two martial contests took a full four hours of swordsmanship explanations, making everyone’s heads buzz with fatigue; those who understood and those who didn’t were all mentally and physically exhausted, just hoping Yan Chuan would stop reciting scripture.

One thought that after Yan Chuan’s three matches, finally something exciting could be seen to refresh the mind.

However, after Chu Yan, Yang Wei, and Chen Qiang, Niu Gu experienced a thrilling showdown, switching to Zhou Jiao and Zhou Hui being so dull that both sides neither moved, staring blankly, how dull and strange is that!

...

"An hour passed!"

"Zhou Jiao and Zhou Hui didn’t move!"

"Chen Qiang and Niu Gu didn’t move either!"

"This match is so interesting!"

...

Interesting, my foot!

Spectators listened to Yan Chuan’s explanation, almost cursing. Watching both sides in a standoff, motionless like turtles, is truly torturous.

Some spectators couldn’t bear it, too lazy to wait, and left the venue gradually.

Some got stubborn, insisting on waiting to see how long the two teams could remain deadlocked.

Like this.

They kept waiting.

Finally, two hours later.

"Haha!"

Niu Gu laughed thrice: "We were waiting to recover the Qi Power from the previous match, what are you waiting for?!"

Two hours!

Qi Power fully restored!

"Time to make a move!"

Chen Qiang instructed the three teammates who had yet to break limits in the team: "You go and test the waters first!"

"Yes, Brother Chen!"

The three nodded, forming a triangle as they approached Zhou Jiao and Zhou Hui. These three were not strong, not having broken limits, but before last night, any of the Zhou Family’s Five Sisters could easily deal with them.

But now, Zhou Jiao held a sword in her left hand, her face pale, Zhou Hui rested her sword on the ground, looking exhausted.

Both were injured, their Primordial Qi greatly depleted.

At this point, the three Qi-Blood limiters stepped forward to probe, easily breaking their ’control with stillness.’

"I’ll do it!"

Zhou Jiao moved first, at the moment the three approached—

Swish, swish, swish!

She wielded her sword with her left hand, delivering a chain of strikes, executed in one continuous motion.

Starting with a direct chop at one person’s head, fast, accurate, and ruthless, instantly striking one person to the ground.

Then she smoothly spun her long sword, slashing horizontally with exquisite changes, heavily injuring the second person.

The last sword faster still, using Qi to control the sword, precisely to an utmost finesse, as the third person turned to run, this sword pierced swiftly into the third person’s back, with a whoosh, the tip embedded, injuring this person to the ground.

"Ah, ah, ah!"

The three cried out in pain, and after being questioned by the referee, conceded and withdrew.

Only then did Zhou Jiao sheathe her sword, yet blood trickled from the corner of her mouth.

"Taishan Three Green Peaks!"

"Zhou Jiao injured her right hand, wielding the sword with her left, the sword techniques won’t be too refined, so she chose a quick battle to force a quick conclusion, forcibly activating her Inner Strength, using the First Base Sword Series’ ’Taishan Three Green Peaks’ Absolute Skill, three swords in succession, instantly killing three people!"

"But Zhou Jiao’s burden isn’t small either, after three swords, she also aggravated old injuries, look, she’s coughing up blood, she probably can’t last much longer."

"Of course."

"We cannot rule out the possibility that she’s bluffing, deliberately showing weakness, just waiting for Chen Qiang and Niu Gu to come forward!"

"However, it might also be the empty fort strategy, with no real strength left to fight again!"

"Chen Qiang! Niu Gu! These two clear Limit-breaking Masters, what will they decide? Will they take the initiative, take a shot at securing the last spot for Group A, or continue waiting, continue the standoff, ultimately concluding in a draw, giving Zhou Jiao and Zhou Hui more time to recover?"

"How to decide?"

...

Yan Chuan held the ’White Horn Trumpet’, having said both good and bad; he covered all sorts of speculations once more, explaining impartially—

Whether Zhou Jiao and Zhou Hui were bluffing, whether it was the empty fort strategy, he certainly knew, but he wouldn’t make a judgment.

Everything relied entirely on the decisions of Chen Qiang and Niu Gu.

On the field.

Chen Qiang said in a deep voice: "Taishan Three Green Peaks! Zhou Jiao is at the end of her strength, later we’ll join forces to tackle Zhou Jiao first, but don’t get entangled in battle, separate at contact, focusing on probing and exhausting. There’s still one more hour, we still have a chance!"

"Understood!"

Niu Gu nodded.

At once, the two moved forward, one wielding a sword, the other a knife, pushing off the ground like cannonballs, heading straight for Zhou Jiao from both sides.

"Come, just in time!"

Zhou Jiao had been waiting.

She focused all her attention, holding the sword with her left hand as Chen Qiang and Niu Gu closed in, she moved again. Only heard her sudden clear cry, her sword’s edge flickered unpredictably, stabbing rapidly around Niu Gu’s body, silver light dancing. Niu Gu had intended to hit and split, but in this sword formation of Zhou Jiao, he dared not make any withdrawal or retreating actions, fighting with all he had was already perilous, fleeing in panic would be courting death.

Niu Gu counted on Chen Qiang beside him to lend a hand.

However, Chen Qiang at this moment was tangled with Zhou Hui, his sword originally aimed at Zhou Jiao, but Zhou Hui next to him initiated a sword strike, stabbing toward his heart gate, if he insisted on attacking Zhou Jiao, his heart gate would surely be struck by a sword.

"Perish!"

Chen Qiang, anger rising, gave a bursting shout, thrusting his sword toward Zhou Hui’s throat.

Zhou Hui seeing the sword nearing, heard Yan Chuan’s gentle voice in her heart: "Your Inner Strength is sluggish, no strength in your hands, if the opponent comes to attack, if you extend your sword to meet it, it will immediately be knocked away by the opponent’s weapon. So, if you wish to fight, if you wish to win, you must not clash head-on with the enemy, if you clash once, you’re defeated!"

Cannot clash head-on!

Must attack where the enemy must defend!