The System Bound the Wrong Person, Forcing a Side Character to Follow the Protagonist’s Script Chapter 138 : Turning the Tables in the Very First Battle

Chapter 138: Turning the Tables in the Very First Battle

At this mont, the two sword cultivators stood facing each other.

After hearing Fang Wuqi’s introduction just now, their emotions stirred as well, as if they were truly standing upon a finals arena.

Long Tao’s voice rang out at the right mont, carrying more seriousness than before.

“Since both Senior Brothers are sword cultivators, we’ll take a little ti to introduce their weapons. The sword in Senior Brother Li Jue’s hand, ‘Asura Bone,’ has a blade three chi and seven cun long and weighs ten jin and six liang. It is his Natal Sword. It is said that years ago, on a battlefield, after he severed the arm of an Asura, he used that very arm bone to forge this sword. That’s right! This sword is truly made from an Asura’s bone!”

A wave of sharp inhalations imdiately rose from the sidelines.

Many disciples craned their necks, trying to get a clear look at the legendary bone sword.

Fang Wuqi followed up at once.

“As for the sword in Junior Brother Guo Si’s hand, ‘Bamboo Shadow.’ The sword is three chi and four cun long and weighs seven jin. It is also his Natal Sword. This sword has already given birth to a Sword Spirit. It does not favor slaughter, but instead requires the wielder’s temperant to resonate with it. Junior Brother Guo Si made the Sword Spirit recognize him as master when he was at the Foundation Establishnt Third Layer—he truly deserves the title of genius.”

As the origins of the two swords were recounted in detail, the atmosphere throughout the arena grew increasingly heated.

In past Grand Competitions, no one had ever provided such thorough introductions.

The competitors themselves certainly would not stand there holding their swords while explaining their length and weight.

After two Golden Core True Persons applied True Essence Protective Barriers to the three vital points of each participant, the match was about to formally begin.

However, Long Tao interjected at the right mont.

“Since this is the first match, we’ll add one more note. In order to prevent the comntary from interfering with the competition, once the official fighting begins, the sound from outside the arena will be isolated by a Magical Artifact. In other words, the two on the field will not hear any outside sounds. Of course… this isolation is one-way. We outside will still be able to hear what happens inside. Senior Brothers, no objections, I presu?”

Li Jue and Guo Si were both montarily stunned upon hearing this, then broke into smiles.

Being able to block out the noise from outside was clearly a good thing.

The sect should have implented this long ago.

The two of them nodded to Long Tao, indicating that they had no problem with it.

With an elder at the sidelines declaring, “Begin,” the sound-isolating Magical Artifact activated.

Within a few breaths, the martial arena was enveloped by a certain barrier, making the two inside feel as if they had stepped into another world.

“So this is the soundproofing effect of a Magical Artifact? Quite excellent. Such silence—it's as though there are only heaven and earth, the sword and .”

Li Jue did not imdiately take a stance.

Instead, he first spoke these words.

“What about ? Senior Brother, can you not see ?”

Guo Si stood there as well, holding his sword in both hands without assuming a stance.

“‘The sword’ refers to your sword. And ‘’ refers to myself and Asura Bone.”

Those sowhat fanatical words, combined with Li Jue’s increasingly feverish gaze, sent chills down the spines of many outside the arena.

Senior Brother Li Jue seed slightly unwell in the head.

Yet many sword cultivator disciples wore smiles instead.

Beside the Sect Master, Elder Situ of the Starfall Sword Sect shifted his gaze away from the large fish in the fish tank, frowned slightly, and said,

“This child has remained imrsed in the realm of unity between man and sword for too long. His temperant has already begun to deviate. Remind his master—otherwise he may remain stuck there for life.”

Sect Master Zhuge nodded in agreent, concern flickering in his eyes.

Most geniuses were stubborn—how easy could it be to pull them back?

On the field, the two competitors solemnly tapped their sword hilts together.

In perfect tacit understanding, each took three steps back.

Before most people could even react, they simultaneously drew their swords and slashed out streams of sword qi at one another.

…

On the martial arena, sword light crisscrossed, and the clash of tal rang out without end.

Very soon… Li Jue and Guo Si had already exchanged five rounds.

Two figures flashed across the stage at high speed, drawing constant exclamations from the audience stands.

Taking advantage of a brief stalemate between the two, Long Tao analyzed into the Speech Pivot Pearl,

“Dear audience, the two Senior Brothers have already exchanged five rounds. In my shallow opinion, it currently seems that Senior Brother Li Jue holds a slight advantage. Although Senior Brother Guo Si’s footwork is more agile and his sword speed sowhat faster, Senior Brother Li Jue’s strength and ability to dismantle techniques are clearly superior.”

He paused slightly and turned to Fang Wuqi beside him.

“Senior Brother Fang, is this related to their weapons? Asura Bone weighs ten jin and six liang—far exceeding the weight of a typical one-handed sword.”

Fang Wuqi nodded faintly and replied, “Yes. Senior Brother Li Jue is already strong by nature. Combined with the length and weight of Asura Bone, even if his speed is slightly inferior, he can seize back the montum of his sword through sheer force in close combat. More interestingly, did you notice the ‘Wind-Chasing Talisman’ at his waist and the ‘Swift-Stride Pattern’ on his boots?”

Before he even finished speaking, Guo Si suddenly swayed and pulled away, widening the distance.

Bamboo Shadow transford into seven dark streaks, attempting to break through Li Jue’s defenses from different angles.

Yet Li Jue remained calm.

Asura Bone lay horizontally before him, bluntly and forcefully blocking every streak of sword light.

Even more astonishingly, a flash of spiritual radiance flickered beneath his feet, and in an instant he closed the distance again, dragging his opponent back into close-quarters entanglent.

“See that?” Fang Wuqi’s tone carried admiration.

“Senior Brother Li knows his own weaknesses clearly, so he deliberately strengthened his speed disadvantage through equipnt. Once Junior Brother Guo tries to create distance, he can imdiately chase him down and force him back into close combat. This tactical arrangent is nothing like the madness he appeared to display earlier.”

On the field at this mont, Guo Si naturally understood that he was being suppressed.

Yet he seed to have little recourse and could only continue resisting with difficulty.

In a single breath’s span, his three vital-point True Essence Protective Barriers were each struck once more.

Fortunately, much of the force was barely deflected, so the damage was not severe.

However, this True Essence Protective Barrier was quite special.

It was set only to prevent disciples from suffering fatal injuries.

The sensation of pain still transmitted to the body when struck.

After all, if even pain were eliminated, most people would likely resort to reckless, life-for-life tactics and neglect technique and defensive asures.

That was not what the sect wished to see.

“Then based on the current situation, can we say that Senior Brother Li Jue is gradually heading toward victory?”

The question Long Tao posed to Fang Wuqi was also the one most of the surrounding audience wanted answered.

Yet they all hoped for a negative—or at least uncertain—response.

Aside from Li Jue’s relatives and friends, everyone wanted the match to grow more intense.

However… Fang Wuqi gave an unexpected answer.

“The situation does appear nearly one-sided. But I believe… Junior Brother Guo Si will be the ultimate victor. You may all wait and see.”

Most of the people at the sidelines revealed expressions of disbelief, including many Foundation Establishnt disciples.

Yet the mighty figures at Golden Core and above almost all approved of Fang Wuqi’s viewpoint.

“Th-That… Senior Brother Fang, what you’re saying is completely impossible to see from the field. In the Grand Competition, participants aren’t allowed to carry those Magical Artifacts that can instantly reverse the situation. Under these circumstances, how can Senior Brother Guo possibly turn the tables?”

“I’ll leave that as a bit of suspense for now. So as not to disrupt everyone’s viewing experience, we’ll discuss it after the victor is decided. And it should be soon.”

Long Tao still found it hard to believe, especially as the situation on the field grew even more one-sided.

“Oh! Senior Brother Guo has taken another hit!” Long Tao’s comntary suddenly quickened.

“That thrust goes straight at the dantian! The barrier’s about to shatter! About to shatter! Senior Brother Li presses the advantage and continues the pursuit! Is this going to be a clean finish in one wave!!”

The hearts of the spectators rose to their throats along with Long Tao’s shout.

Guo Si’s face was deathly pale, his steps unsteady.

Bamboo Shadow’s defense was riddled with openings.

Anyone could see that victory or defeat seed to lie in the next breath.

“Senior Brother Guo is at a massive disadvantage! He looks ashen! His sword montum is faltering! He fights while retreating! He’s trapped between advance and retreat! He has nowhere to escape! He—wait! What is this!? A sword formation? How did a sword formation suddenly appear?! Guo… Guo Si has won!?”

At the very instant Asura Bone was about to cleave into Guo Si’s face, a sudden change erupted!

The ground of the martial arena abruptly lit up with nurous azure jade-colored sword streaks.

So imdiately recognized them—they were the remnants of sword streaks Guo Si had fired each ti he created distance during the fight.

At the ti, everyone had assud he had missed.

Who could have expected he had been laying down a formation?

The mont the sword formation took shape, Guo Si’s previously staggering steps suddenly steadied.

With a rapid backward leap, he narrowly avoided the fatal strike.

Though the sword’s edge still grazed his face, he had barely evaded death.

With Bamboo Shadow as the formation’s core, the small-scale sword formation instantly contracted.

Of Li Jue’s three True Essence Protective Barriers, only the one at his dantian remained barely intact.

The ones at his chest and head were struck to the brink of shattering in an instant—

Which ant he had lost.