802: Chapter 802: Bitter Fight!
802: Chapter 802: Bitter Fight!
Huanglong Mountain.
Within the canyon, swathes of trees had been destroyed, leaving the ground pockmarked and uneven.
Zhou Yu and nearly twenty other martial experts were entangled in a fierce lee.
Ordinary experts, whose Gang Jin and True Qi were suppressed, would often face grim odds in such circumstances.
However, Zhou Yu was different.
Although his Gang Jin was suppressed, the physical enhancent granted by the Golden Cauldron Technique remained unaffected.
Further aided by ‘Divine Touch’, he was still able to find opportunities to counterattack, and each of his retaliations made the enemy pay a heavy price.
By now, seven or eight n were already lying on the ground, one after another.
Nevertheless, these were all results of Zhou Yu trading injury for injury, and as such, he too was badly wounded.
But due to the Formation, his Yi Wood True Qi was also suppressed, and the speed of healing his injuries was reduced to one-third of the normal rate.
At this mont, Zhou Yu’s eyebrows were tightly furrowed.
This won’t do, continuing like this is akin to a frog being boiled in warm water.
Now, there is one strategy left: to capture Xu Pingchang.
Xu Pingchang himself is also a Martial Artist, but his Cultivation isn’t high, only at the Great Innate Realm.
During a lull in the combat, Zhou Yu glanced at Xu Pingchang and saw that there were still two Saint Realm experts guarding him.
This guy is very cautious; it seems there’s no opportunity to capture him.
Zhou Yu took a deep breath, withdrew his thoughts, and concentrated on dealing with the opponents before him.
At this ti, Xu Pingchang was watching the battle from afar.
Seeing more and more of his subordinates fall, he remained unruffled.
At that mont, an Old Man beside him sighed:
“This young man is indeed talented, being able to last this long and still have the strength to counterattack; it’s a pity to kill him…”
“Indeed a pity, but this young man is not accommodating, and cannot be made use of by ; he must be eliminated,” Xu Pingchang said indifferently.
Upon hearing this, the Old Man had nothing more to say.
After a short while, more of those attacking Zhou Yu fell, leaving only a few standing.
Another Old Man frowned and spoke up:
“Young Master, our n can’t hold on any longer.
We should take action ourselves.”
The two of them were ready to intervene imdiately.
However, Xu Pingchang stopped them, and with a shake of his head, he smiled.
“Master Zhuo, Master Ying, no need to rush.”
“Let’s deplete him a little more.”
This is Xu Pingchang’s style of doing things; he almost never takes risks.
The lives of those underlings are not important; his aim is to deplete Zhou Yu as much as possible before letting the two high-level guards at his side take action, ensuring a foolproof victory.
Master Zhuo and Master Ying exchanged glances before retreating.
Ten minutes later, the chaotic battle finally ended.
The nearly twenty high-level guards surrounding Zhou Yu were all lying on the ground, unable to rise.
So were crippled, others dead.
Of course, Zhou Yu himself was also in a ragged state, his body covered in wounds, as blood ceaselessly flowed down from his arms.
Seeing this scene, Xu Pingchang’s face bore a cold smirk.
“Zhou Yu, how does it feel?”
Zhou Yu licked his chapped lips, baring his teeth in a grin, he said:
“Want to know?”
“Kneel down and call ‘Dad’, then I might tell you.”
Xu Pingchang’s eyes narrowed, a glint of murderous intent flashing within.
“With death at your doorstep, you still dare to be stubborn.”
“Master Zhuo, Master Ying, cripple him.”
As his words fell, Master Zhuo and Master Ying stepped forward, and in an instant, two terrifying auras pressed towards Zhou Yu.
Zhou Yu’s figure shook, as if a trendous weight had been pressed onto him, even causing his feet to sink an inch into the ground.
Zhou Yu’s pupils contracted slightly.
A master shows their skill with a single move; it was clear to see.
These two elders, although only in the early stages of the Saint Realm, had incredibly powerful and oppressive auras, undoubtedly making them among the top experts of the early Holy Realm.
Zhou Yu did not dare to be careless, he quietly mobilized his Gang Jin, combating this terrifying aura while preparing to strike.
Seeing their auras weren’t enough to crush Zhou Yu, the two no longer waited and made their move.
Swoosh!
Swoosh!
The figures of the two n flashed almost simultaneously, like tigers pouncing on their prey, rapidly rushing towards Zhou Yu.
With the aid of ‘Divine Touch’, Zhou Yu imdiately sensed danger approaching.
His nerves tensed in an instant, as he mobilized his movent technique to retreat backward, avoiding their sharp edge.
Zhou Yu had just retreated when the spot he had been standing on was blasted into a deep pit by the Gang Jin of the two n.
Master Zhuo, seeing Zhou Yu evade the strike, sneered.
“Boy, your reactions are quite quick, but next ti, you won’t be so lucky,” he said.
As he spoke, Master Zhuo once again employed his movent technique, speed doubled from before, charging at Zhou Yu with increased ferocity.
At the sa ti, Master Ying moved to Zhou Yu’s rear, blocking any chance of retreat.
Facing the pincer attack from front and back, Zhou Yu knew he couldn’t avoid it this ti.
He made a split-second decision, fully channeling his Dragon Gang Strength, and directly charged at Master Zhuo in front of him.
Boom!
In a flash, their fists collided.
A deafening explosion ensued.
Accompanied by a visible shockwave of Gang Jin.
After the exchange of blows, Master Zhuo was forced back seven or eight steps, while Zhou Yu also retreated three steps.
And all this was within Zhou Yu’s calculations.
Facing the combined assault of the two n, he had to seize the mont, incapacitate one first, and then have a chance to tackle the other.
He had already planned it; using the force from the clash with Master Zhuo’s fist, he swiftly turned around and lunged at Master Ying, who was pursuing him from behind.
Seeing this, Master Zhuo’s face changed and he yelled a warning:
“Be careful, this kid’s fists are hard!”
Just as Master Zhuo’s words fell, Zhou Yu and Master Ying collided.
Zhou Yu’s eyes shone fiercely, as he unleashed his full power with Dragon Gang Strength, blasting forth.
Although the current Dragon Gang Strength was only half as powerful as it was before being suppressed, the clever use of the force from his clash with Master Zhuo, combined with his own, was still remarkably powerful.
“Die!” Zhou Yu growled lowly.
However, when his fist touched Master Ying’s palm, his expression suddenly changed.
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