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Chapter 244 - 0175 Emei Seven Stars (4 more updates! 4k for monthly ticket)_2

Chapter 244: 0175 Emei Seven Stars (4 more updates! 4k for monthly ticket)_2

Cross-training geniuses couldn’t do that either, right?

Suppressing her anxiety, Zhou Ziyu stepped on the Tianshu and Tianxuan positions, dodged Lu Chenzhou’s pouncing Tiger Form Claw, and her right-hand Sword Palm struck upward from below in a slash that soared to the skies!

The fierce gust of wind pained Lu Chenzhou’s face. He spread his arms open, retreating like a gliding swallow barely touching the ground, while Zhou Ziyu’s hands delivered a series of life-threatening Sword Palm stabs like golden peacock feathers shooting through the air—Seven Stars Swordman·Hundred Flying Swords!

Zhou Ziyu’s attacks were extremely tricky, targeting the weaknesses in Lu Chenzhou’s Hard Qi Gong. She had an understanding of Hard Qi Gong herself, knowing where his vulnerabilities lay.

Lu Chenzhou kept retreating, his Swallow Form Skill coupled with Tiger Shadow Mysterious Steps, letting him dodge Zhou Ziyu’s assaults with hair-raising but stable grace like an old dog.

The two quickly became deadlocked after a hundred moves. Zhou Ziyu’s attacks were dense and fierce, but she couldn’t feel any joy, as a fierce offensive was extremely taxing. Golden Peak Flying Sword was powerful, yet unsustainable. Lu Chenzhou’s combination of movement technique and Hard Qi Gong either caused her strikes to miss or be neutralized, leaving them fruitless.

Seeing Zhou Ziyu show signs of waning, Lu Chenzhou launched a counterattack without haste. He had almost figured out the Emei swordswoman’s general patterns and was feeling assured. He lunged forward with an arrow step, his right hand in Tiger Form Claw aiming straight for Zhou Ziyu’s chest.

Zhou Ziyu retreated, her small foot stepping back to take position at Kaiyang, but suddenly her face changed, and she felt a chill down her back, halting her momentum forcibly. Lu Chenzhou retracted the feint Tiger Form Claw and, with a Bent-Over Leg Sweep, swept across as if he had anticipated her move. Had Zhou Ziyu stepped onto Kaiyang, she would have undoubtedly been swept away!

Her heart was in turmoil.

"This man’s combat talent is too strong... He’s remembered my attacking patterns and sequence so quickly. No, I can’t keep fighting at the same pace."

Was Lu Chenzhou blessed with photographic memory?

For a moment, Zhou Ziyu doubted her life.

She had never encountered such a difficult opponent. He obviously had strong Hard Qi Gong and could just brutishly kill with no need for scheming.

Too much!

Lu Chenzhou didn’t rush when his strike missed. Facing Zhou Ziyu’s change of step rhythm and dense Sword Palm downward strikes, he rolled to the side with his hands and feet on the ground, then twisted like a spring, his legs rotating like a big windmill.

Zhou Ziyu grunted as her arms were swept.

Arms were no match for legs; the difference in power was too great.

Lu Chenzhou rolled like a wild rabbit and pounced towards Zhou Ziyu, who darted toward the Kaiyang position using the Beidou Seven Stars Step. Fearing that Lu Chenzhou would anticipate her next move, she used an unusual step sequence, trying to adapt on the fly.

In the stands.

Wanshixian thought to himself upon seeing this scene:

"She’s wrong... Compared to the variable and opportunistic ’Tiger Shadow Mysterious Steps,’ ’Seven Stars Step’ has its own logical steps.

Only by stepping on specific positions can she harmoniously blend with the Emei Seven Stars Swordman, achieving twice the result with half the effort. Just because the opponent predicted her landing once, she began to doubt herself. This is throwing her own formation into disarray and will only worsen her disadvantage.

At times like this, she should be leveraging his own expectations, feigning a false move to lure him into a trap set at the predicted spot."

As an Absolute Peak Strong, he could quickly think of countermeasures. Martial Arts fighting is not only a clash of bodies and techniques but also a game of psychological tactics.

The young men and women on the platform had much to learn.

Following the trend, Zhou Ziyu’s disadvantage in movement became greater. Forcibly opposing her innate combat instincts and muscle memory, every step she took was passive, and she regretted it too late.

Lu Chenzhou’s Tiger Form Claws tore through the air left and right, striking the chest and belly, with his powerful gusts of wind kicking up dust. Zhou Ziyu used her Sword Palm to block continually retreating unconsciously to the edge of the platform and on the verge of being knocked off.

Seeing the tides turned against her, Zhou Ziyu decided to make a last-ditch effort. She gave up defense, her right foot stepping onto the Kaiyang position, concentrating all her Dark Force on her Sword Palms. Her body vibrated like forging iron, the sound of sword ringing in her body, her hands crossed for a cross-cut slash!

Swoosh, swoosh!

Emei Seven Stars Swordman·Golden Peak Flying Sword!

Like the sharpness of Sword Qi, the cutting Qi Flow tore through the air, carrying a buzzing sound as it sliced toward Lu Chenzhou’s face. He leaned back, his arms protecting his face, the force brushing past, actually cutting off some of his hair, sending shivers down the spine.

"Such strong Martial Arts."

Lu Chenzhou inwardly sighed.

Usually, Sword Qi was something that only Sword Dao masters capable of Breaking Second Shackles could master. This wind wasn’t Sword Qi, yet it was also very sharp. Da Xia’s Martial Arts were indeed profound and extensive. Even ordinary Martial Arts had such incredible power.

Seeing her ultimate move temporarily push back Lu Chenzhou, Zhou Ziyu’s heart leapt with joy. She moved her arms downward, drifting diagonally to stab toward Lu Chenzhou’s... crotch. It wasn’t because she was dishonorable, but because it was the only place that could decide the outcome.

Lu Chenzhou felt another gust of wind assaulting his crotch area.

"I knew it, Iron Crotch Skill wasn’t learned in vain!"

He clenched his legs together, just catching Zhou Ziyu’s hands, but her hands were incredibly forceful, slipping through like a poisonous dragon burrowing deep.

Damn!

Lu Chenzhou’s heart turned resolute, the Yin Yang Umbrella Spin whirled into action as his body rolled onto the ground. Leveraging the force, he lifted his leg and flung Zhou Ziyu away. Her slender sword finger was only an inch away from him and seemed about to clash with the "spear," creating a metallic symphony. In the end, it fell just short and stopped abruptly. Her figure flew sideways, crashing to one side.

Lu Chenzhou’s legs lashed out like whips, kicking in a series of rapid chains. Zhou Ziyu tumbled and dodged, ending up grimy and covered in dust. Finally, Lu Chenzhou forcefully pinned her down, one hand locking her arms behind her back, sitting on her slender legs, as the other hand tightened around her neck.

The severed heads fell at the execution ground!

Zhou Ziyu’s face turned purple, struggling to breathe.

Lu Chenzhou let her go and tossed her off the stage.

Zhou Ziyu’s face was flushed as she said with an apologetic tone,

"I lost, sorry, I got too carried away just now."

She wanted to win too much.

After Lu Chenzhou returned the salute, he turned and walked away with a usual expression. It was an unrestricted sparring match, and he had nothing to say. Actually, he felt that with the aid of his Iron Crotch Skill, he might have been able to let his "area" brush slightly against the woman’s sword finger after its force had been weakened.

But there was no need for that; caution was still the best policy.

In the arena, there came an overwhelming chorus of shouts.

"Lu Chenzhou! Lu Chenzhou!"

"Too strong, another overwhelming victory!"

"Xiao Lu has already defeated two favorites for the championship in a row."

"Absolutely invincible!"

The announcer excitedly proclaimed Lu Chenzhou’s victory.

"As expected of someone who cultivates both internally and externally, he’s invincible!"

Backstage.

Ji Xuantong laughed heartily.

"Easily into the semifinals, without a hint of pressure."

He knew Lu Chenzhou still had many trump cards up his sleeve that he hadn’t used yet. These much-talked-about Tenth Rank experts from other schools couldn’t even make his apprentice exert full effort. He had said it before, with a Golden Body, amongst the Low Class "root bone" group, he would sweep through them all.

Ji Feiyan cursed under her breath,

"The women of Emei are as ruthless as Miejue Shitai."

Shi Ruyu chimed in,

"Indeed, thankfully the Junior Brother practiced the Iron Crotch Skill. Are you okay, Junior Brother?"

She thought that the woman had hit the target.

Lu Chenzhou smiled and said,

"I’m fine, it didn’t hit."

"That’s good."

In the battles that followed.

Huo Tianyuan swept through his Tenth Rank opponents with his iron fists, advancing to the semifinals with an unstoppable force. Lu Chenzhou, who was especially paying attention, watched as True Martial Zhang Banshan also advanced without any close calls.

From what he’d seen so far, he was even more wary of the little Taoist, who had mastered two different Hua Realm skills, both tough to deal with, already standing on invincible ground.

Meanwhile, on the other side.

Huo Tianyuan and Zhang Banshan also saw Lu Chenzhou as a formidable rival. Even Zhou Ziyu, with her integrated internal and external cultivation, was not his match; they too had no absolute confidence of winning.

In the chairman’s seat.

Wanshixian sized up the semifinalists.

His gaze finally rested on Lu Chenzhou.

The prowess of this young man’s on-the-spot combat talent reminded him of someone:

Cangtian Dragon King.

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