Chapter 247 Restraint
Zhao Yushu has never really understood how a ruler can be used as a weapon.
In my previous life, there was a very famous novel in which the protagonist used a ruler. However, in the anime or game of the same name, what was shown was not a ruler at all, but a large iron plate, or an unsharpened sword.
It’s similar to the standard weapons in Wangjiang Tower.
The scholar in front of him gave Zhao Yushu this feeling. It was not painful enough when hitting people, and it was not sharp enough to stab people. If the ruler itself was not a treasure with special effects, in the hands of a cultivator, it would be no different from a small wooden stick.
So Zhao Yushu put away Chengying and Assassin.
There is no need to use a butcher knife to kill a chicken. To deal with this level of creature, there is no need to use any magic weapon.
With the Flash of Light activated, Zhao Yushuo rushed forward, facing the iron ruler with his left palm. He activated a vortex of spiritual power in his palm, and forcibly consumed all the spiritual power attached to it. Then he clenched his right fist and punched the scholar hard on the nose.
The scholar screamed, covered his nose and took a few steps back. The iron bar fell to the ground with a clang, and tears and nosebleed flowed together.
Phew, I’ve always used finger techniques and sword techniques before, and I haven’t tried hitting someone with the turtle fist for a long time. It feels so good.
Zhao Yushu chuckled, leaped up, stuck close to the scholar, and punched at him with both hands in a disorderly manner.
After throwing hundreds of punches, Zhao Yushu climbed up from the scholar's collapsed body on the ground, straightened his robe, wiped his bloody fist on the scholar's clothes, and all the frustration he had felt since being locked up for the past few days disappeared.
"Jailer, come out and clean the floor!"
Zhao Yushu shouted, walked downstairs with a swagger, returned to his cell, fell on the straw bed and fell asleep.
The news that a disciple of Chang'an Academy was beaten into a pig's head by Mr. Liu of Baima Academy was properly blocked. After all, the prisoner was not away and the guard was not dead, so everyone wanted to save face.
But since the guard was knocked down, naturally someone had to take his place. Otherwise, would they just have to watch Mr. Liu swagger out of the prison?
Now most of the top combat forces are concentrated in the Daming Palace, and there will be no extra manpower to chase him if he runs away.
So the next morning, Zhao Yushu took a bun and ate it while walking, completely ignoring the frightened look of the jailer, and swaggered to the first floor.
Someone is waiting, still a scribe, but still in the sixth heaven.
"It seems that you are stronger than the one yesterday." After finishing the bun in a few bites, Zhao Yushu did a set of stretching and prepared to take action.
There is a big hurdle from the sixth heaven to the seventh heaven. The spiritual power at this time has shown signs of solidification. Both endurance and burst are completely different from the sixth heaven. Some people with extraordinary talents can even slightly comprehend the heaven and earth.
Back in Nanyang, even if the old leader of the Red Lotus Sect used the secret method of burning blood and fought desperately, he could only fight Lan Rong on equal terms for a short period of time. Once the effect wore off, he ended up dying.
When questioning Wang Shaolin downstairs in Wangjiang Tower, Zhao Yushu, who was at the fourth level of the realm, was still unable to move in the face of the suppression of the elders of the seventh level, even though he had a variety of extremely special spiritual powers mixed in his body, and even had Madam Xu's indestructibility and Minghong's divine will in his hands.
Now I’m at the fifth level. Maybe I’ll have a chance to try it and see if the seventh level is still so out of reach.
But if you are only at the sixth level.
"There are talents everywhere, and there are also wastes everywhere, and Chang'an Academy is no exception." The scholar glanced at Zhao Yushu and saluted: "I will not underestimate the Sixth Master of Baima Academy just because I have a higher level of cultivation."
Zhao Yushu became serious.
While not every opponent deserves respect, a polite opponent certainly does.
"I'm a little curious. If I beat you today, will Chang'an Academy send a seventh-level master tomorrow?"
The scholar shook his head and said, "Even though Chang'an Academy is not as good as Baima, it still has its own pride. If Mr. Liu wins today, the strongest person from Chang'an Academy, the Sixth Heaven, will come tomorrow. If you can still win, no one will come from us."
No one will come to Chang'an Academy, so we have to switch to other forces? Zhao Yushu's goal has been achieved. Since you don't plan to kill me for the time being, I will force you to tilt as much combat power as possible to my side, so that the pressure on the teacher and other people in the academy will be less.
Although it is not much smaller, but as the saying goes, a slight chance is still a chance.
"That's good. I was really afraid that he would end up like Jiang Ning and break through the seventh floor."
"Mr. Liu, that's a great idea, but you have to defeat me first, please!"
The scholar uses a sword, and this state of mind reminds Zhao Yushu of someone.
On the third floor of Wangjiang Tower, Chen Zheng of Pingjiang, who was thrown out by his master, died under his own sword in a duel of quick swords.
"You should know that I'm also good at swordsmanship." Zhao Yushu didn't bring a sword, and the other party didn't have an extra sword to lend him to show his grace, so Zhao Yushu stretched out his palms, and a vortex of spiritual power rotated in his palms.
"But I don't have a sword with me today, and I haven't reached the state where all the grass, trees and flowers can be used as swords. Let's change our fighting style today."
The old eunuch only taught this one move along the way. If you haven't learned the old eunuch's Star-Absorbing Art, this move will just be a competition of spiritual power.
My spiritual power is unique, so it is no problem for me to defeat an ordinary sixth-level cultivator.
But that would be too tasteless.
So Bujie used the two magical instruments of Boxun Dharma Image to demonstrate to him another use of the Star-Absorbing Technique.
The old eunuch absorbs it to himself, and Po Xun absorbs it to his own magic weapon.
Who can I suck it for? Or do I have to suck it?
He was the first person who could fight a higher-level opponent with a low-level fighter and dare to think of new ideas and try out new fighting methods during the battle. At least in the stories Zhao Yushu knew, he was the first one.
The opponent is very strong.
I don't know if it was the sword technique from Chang'an Academy or if this person had a different teacher, but the scholar's sword technique was solemn and dignified, without any frills. To use the words from the novels in his previous life, this person's sword technique was upright and had the demeanor of a king.
"Is your last name Li?" Zhao Yushu couldn't help but ask.
"If your surname is not Li, you cannot learn this sword?" The scholar thrust his sword straight forward, and Zhao Yushu had to retreat. The spiritual power contained in this sword was extremely heavy, and the vortex of spiritual power had no time to dissipate.
His footwork was steady, his swordsmanship was majestic, his cultivation was profound, and he completely defeated Zhao Yushu.
No matter how fast your fleeting attack is, your opponent will be as still as a mountain, waiting for the moment you make your move before making your move. Once he makes his move, it will be as strong as a mountain, unstoppable and impossible to break through.
It will be difficult to win if you don't use the Shadow Step and your magic weapon.
Zhao Yushu was a little conflicted. It was like encountering a powerful BOSS in a game. As long as you click the mouse lightly and join the Fengling Yueying Sect, you can easily pass the level. But if you don't do that, wasting time and effort is a small matter. Victory or defeat is common in the military if you are not careful. Please come back in your next life, hero.
It's really hard to resist such temptation.
Zhao Yushu gritted his teeth, moved forward suddenly, and grabbed the opponent's sword with his left hand.