Chapter 191: 1 vs 7 Special Training
Wu Ziheng brought ointment, Wanqing took He Yuyao to her room and bandaged her wound, and the two walked back to the living room together.
"What do you want to ask, Mr. Liu? Please tell me."
Zhao Yushu thought for a moment and said, "What do you mean by saying there is no seat for you on the seventh floor? You are at least the third seat in Wangjiang Tower. It is impossible that they won't even give you a seat for dinner."
He Yuyao widened her eyes and looked at Zhao Yushu in surprise: "You thought this place was for eating?"
"What else? No food at the welcoming banquet?"
"Then you left a message earlier about sparring with the runner-up! I thought you knew there was a duel!"
"Yeah, you guys are so kind to treat me to a meal, you must find a way to embarrass me, a competition is a must, but this doesn't conflict with the meal, right?"
He Yuyao felt as if a mouthful of blood was about to surge up from her heart. The radiant plaque of the White Horse Academy seemed to be blocked by the person in front of her.
"Don't you know what the Wangjiang Tower welcoming banquet is all about?"
Zhao Yushu suddenly had a bad premonition. Damn, shouldn’t I have found out what was going on before pretending to reply?
"Wangjiang Tower has seven floors. After four days, all the sects in the southeast that have been invited will select their seven most elite disciples, each of whom will be responsible for guarding a floor."
After hearing this, Zhao Yushu suddenly remembered a classic game from his previous life: If you are a man, you should go to the seventh floor?
"Mr. Six, you need to start from the first floor and defeat seven people in turn to be eligible for the welcoming banquet. At the same time, all the cultivators in the entire Southeast will acknowledge your strength. This is the fastest way for young talents to become famous in the Southeast, but also the most difficult way. I just said that there is no place for me on the seventh floor because I lost to you, so the seventh floor is the second place for our Wangjiang Tower."
Zhao Yushu couldn't help but smack his lips. A one-on-seven victory sounds very difficult.
But it sounds exciting!
"Thank you Miss He, I have no problem now."
He Yuyao looked at him with complicated eyes and said, "Mr. Liu, I don't know how many cards you still have. If it's just the level you showed today, it will be difficult to win the second place. His talent and understanding are both top-notch. If the chief hadn't realized the truth earlier and was a few years older than him, he might not have won. He has already returned from Sichuan and Chongqing, and will arrive tomorrow at the latest. Zhao Yushu, you'd better take care of yourself."
After seeing He Yuyao off, Zhao Yushu returned to the living room and saw Wu Ziheng holding the jade pendant and examining it.
"Brother, what treasure is this?"
Wu Ziheng smiled and said, "It is probably the girl's best treasure. Wearing it on her body is enough to block a full-strength attack from the sixth heaven. Haha, Wangjiang Tower is very wealthy."
Zhao Yushu's eyes turned and he said, "Brother, I have an unwelcome request."
Wu Ziheng motioned for him to sit down and made a gesture for him to speak.
"I would like to ask my senior brother to help me send Miss Wanqing and Ayao back to Dongdu. How about this jade pendant as travel expenses?"
Wu Ziheng was quite surprised: "Are you not sure you can get out of Wangjiang Tower?"
"I don't want to take any chances."
"Then I should wait four days and take you with me."
Damn, Wangjianglou has Neijing's big brother! Zhao Yushu was immediately in awe. A big brother is a big brother. Ba Chongtian speaks like Neijing.
"I think I can get out of Wangjiang Tower, but I'm not sure I can protect them on the way."
Wu Ziheng nodded: "Okay, I'll send them off, but we still have to wait four days. As for this jade pendant, it's useless to me, but I'll accept it."
Zhao Yushu's face darkened. "It's useless to you, but you still accepted it. Can't you just be polite and return it to me?"
"Draw your sword." Wu Ziheng said calmly.
"What?" Zhao Yushu thought he had heard it wrong.
"Draw out the sword."
With a flash of sword light, Zhao Yushu's long sword stabbed at Wu Ziheng like lightning.
With a slight ding sound, the sword tips touched each other. Zhao Yushu's hand went numb and he couldn't control his body and took a step back. When he looked at Wu Ziheng again, his sword had been sheathed, as if it had never been drawn.
"Draw out the sword."
Zhao Yushu took a deep breath, and using the fastest speed in his life, pointed the tip of his sword directly at Wu Ziheng.
There was a slight ding sound, and the sword tips were facing each other again. Zhao Yushu held his right hand with his left hand. He almost lost his sword just now.
"Draw out the sword."
"Brother, if you strike again my hand will be crippled."
"Well."
Wu Ziheng no longer insisted on him drawing his sword.
He drew his own sword.
Zhao Yushu's methods have always been based on speed first. Not to mention those at the same realm, even those who are one or two realms higher than him cannot be faster than him. So what is the fastest way to improve strength?
Naturally, it is to maximize the strengths.
Wu Ziheng's sword is extremely fast.
Zhao Yushu's eyes saw the sword light, and when he subconsciously wanted to raise his hand to block it, the tip of the sword had already stopped at his eyebrows.
"Come again."
The sword flashed, and Zhao Yushu's hand just had time to move.
"Come again."
Zhao Yushu broke out in a cold sweat. What did Senior Brother Wu want to do? Train himself? Then to what extent would he train?
"Practice until you can touch my sword." Wu Ziheng seemed to see through his thoughts.
"impossible!"
"It'd better be possible, otherwise you'll have no dinner."
Zhao Yushu stared at Wu Ziheng's hand, ready to swing his sword to block the slightest movement of his hand.
"Come again."
I see it, but I can’t keep up. That’s the problem.
"Why do you have to think about it?" Wu Ziheng couldn't bear it anymore. It's been almost ten times and he still can't figure it out? This Mr. Liu is a little slow in understanding.
If Zhao Yushu knew what he was thinking, he would definitely be so angry that he would cry. It was only ten times, less than ten minutes in total. What do you want me to realize, brother?
"I'm trying to figure it out."
"Come again."
When Wu Ziheng asked the question, Zhao Yushu knew what he wanted to practice. It was nothing more than that the hands were faster than the brain, and when the eyes saw it, the sword would naturally arrive. Why think so much?
But Zhao Yushu is not him, nor is he a disciple of Shushan. He has his own ideas.
Others don’t know, but Lao Zhao fought his way through, and his victory was all based on his combat IQ, not his combat instinct.
"Come again!" Old Zhao roared and stabbed forward with a sword.
Wu Ziheng just drew his sword.
The swords were still facing each other tip to tip, but Wu Ziheng frowned. Zhao Yushu seemed to be a little faster than before.
But this is impossible, his speed has not changed, why does it feel faster?
"Come again." This time it was Wu Ziheng who drew his sword first.
Zhao Yushu was even faster.
"It's over." Wu Ziheng sheathed his sword: "With this move, the fifth floor can't stop you. You're better than I thought."
It seems that Wu Jianxian saw a flaw in the sparring between himself and He Yuyao, so he temporarily added a special training session.
“Hahahaha!” Zhao Yushu touched his head, a little embarrassed: “Hey? Why are there only five floors? What about the remaining two floors?”
"You haven't even revealed your trump card, what are you afraid of?" Wu Ziheng was somewhat speechless: "What's so special about this sword technique?"
"The art of swordplay, I read about it in a book before, it's just like playing chess. If you think about the opponent's moves, you will naturally know what to do next, without having to think about it anymore."
Wu Ziheng thought for a moment and said, "So that's the case. It makes sense. This is a good name."
You got it now? You got it after I just said one sentence? Brother, you are a real genius!
"I'll take the jade pendant as a reward for sparring and gifting. When I find the right person, I'll tell him that it was you who gave it to him."
Zhao Yushu bowed to the ground: "Thank you for your help, Senior Brother."
Wu Ziheng accepted the gift calmly.