Chapter 297 Temporary Allies
The prince was smart for once in his life.
Among all the people present, he was the only one who guessed Zhao Yushu's little thoughts at the first time, as he was a person who had been playing power games for many years.
The prince rushed forward decisively, even though he was very scared.
Because he has to rush forward himself, then the others will rush forward. If he doesn't move, even if the others are forced to obey and rush forward, they will not put in any effort.
No one wants to fight with the famous Mr. Six of the Academy.
The scholar was still at the front. Even though he had abandoned his sword, his strength should not be underestimated. He charged forward and blocked behind with a pair of long fists. If Zhao Yushu had not been so skilled in weapon, it would have taken him a lot of effort to deal with the scholar alone since he was not good at fighting.
The prince also tried his best, with wave after wave of domineering spiritual power. He and the scholar cooperated with each other and actually suppressed Zhao Yushu so firmly that he could not take any step forward.
The remaining two nobles finally stopped hesitating and decisively went around to block Zhao Yushu's retreat.
The four men were very afraid of the elusive weapon in Zhao Yushu's hand. Although they stopped slacking off, they still didn't dare to get too close to him. Instead, they tried every means to trap him, and then wait for the most powerful little Taoist priest to recover, so that they could kill this beast in one fell swoop.
But it’s just a wound on the cheek, how come it hasn’t healed yet?
Zhang Tianshi may be a good Tianshi and a great monk, but he is definitely not a good master.
He taught the little master many skills, but he didn't teach him how to deal with wind and rain.
Perhaps he thought that under his protection and the reputation of Longhu Mountain, his disciples would not have to endure any hardships.
Therefore, when Zhao Yushu was scratched by the Assassins in the underground of Beimang Mountain and found that he could not stop the bleeding, his first reaction was to quickly find a way to deal with his opponent, while the little Taoist priest fell into panic caused by the inability to stop the bleeding.
Talismans were activated one after another, and bursts of light flashed on the little Taoist priest's blue and white robe, while his expression became more and more terrified. On the contrary, as the little Taoist priest was injured, Assassin's second characteristic was also activated, and Zhao Yushu's spiritual power actually increased instead of decreased in the melee.
The Assassins are best at group battles, which is one of the core reasons why Zhao Yushu still answered with confidence when faced with the wolf girl's questions after knowing that he had at least five opponents.
However, in his previous imagination, after injuring one person, he would have to face the other party's crazy counterattack, just like what happened in Beimang Mountain. He did not expect that the little master would be so unbearable and was actually scared away.
The prince finally discovered the problem. He roared and released his spiritual power, forcing Zhao Yushu back several steps. He then retreated directly in front of the little Taoist priest: "Tianshi! If you still want to live, don't be such a coward! If you want to cry, go cry somewhere else!"
The young Taoist priest blushed and stamped his feet hard, not caring about the wound on his face. He suddenly took out a stack of talismans from his arms and threw them into the sky. Then he turned into lightning and rushed out from the crowd, waving his palms continuously, and beat Zhao Yushu so hard that he had no strength to defend himself.
Zhao Yushu's eyes were red with anger. You are playing five against one and you still pay for it! Do you have any shame?
It has to be said that the martial arts of Mount Longhu are indeed very powerful. If the young Taoist priest fights desperately, Zhao Yushu will have to at least use Madam Xu to defeat him, and it can only be one-on-one.
Lao Zhao still held the Assassin in his left hand, and his right hand no longer used sword energy. Instead, he directly mobilized the vortex of spiritual power to frantically dissolve the little master's palm power.
The scholar on the side seized the opportunity, moved around, went around Zhao Yushu, and hit him hard in the waist and ribs with a set of long punches.
Zhao Yushu vomited blood and retreated, but the few people did not give him a chance to breathe. They quickly surrounded him. For a moment, spiritual power surged, and a punch or a palm fell on him almost every moment.
Outside the imperial mausoleum, Wan Qiming and the other two finally understood why this low-key old eunuch was so feared.
He was relatively better, relying mainly on the barrier technique to restrain the enemy from a distance, while General Wang's approach was close combat and fierce. If he got close to him, he would probably not be able to withstand more than a few moves, just like when he was defeated by Mr. Er in one move.
But although General Wang was brave, he was stuck to the old eunuch as soon as they started fighting. Every attack that seemed to be devastating was easily resolved by the old eunuch. And this old guy didn't feel tired at all after fighting for such a long time.
If it weren't for Wan Qiming's support, General Wang would not have been able to hold on until now and would have been defeated long ago.
"I don't know what kind of shit luck I had, but I managed to become Neijing. Do you think you are invincible? When I became Neijing, you were still breastfeeding!"
The old eunuch used both hands to tear apart and beat General Wang, making him miserable. He even had the energy to mock him, but after being entangled by him, he couldn't retreat. The old eunuch's best skill was not sticking to people, but making the opponent stronger while the other one weakened. If he continued like this, he would be exhausted to death sooner or later.
"Come and help!" General Wang shouted anxiously.
Although the messenger from the underworld stood with them at the beginning, when the real fight broke out he just wandered around outside and didn't put in any effort at all.
"I am not good at direct combat, so I hope you two can try your best to force this old dog to show a flaw. Just a flaw will be enough."
The old eunuch's face darkened when he heard this. Among the three opponents, the one he feared the most was the old man in black. General Wang and Wan Qiming had worked with him for a long time, and he was familiar with their abilities and methods. However, this man in black was contacted directly by the emperor without him. Apart from knowing that the man in black came from an organization called Yinsi, he knew nothing else.
And judging from the current situation, this person should be taking the route of sneak attack, an inner realm level sneak attack, not to mention himself, even the old immortals have to be on guard.
"If I ever find out that you dare to lie to me, I will tear you apart alive!" After hearing the words of the underworld messenger, General Wang shouted angrily, his breath suddenly surged, and he actually forcibly broke free from the old eunuch's sticky hands.
"Old dog! I know I am no match for you, but if I fight to the death, I may be able to hurt you!"
The sound of wind came from behind his head. The old eunuch tilted his head slightly, and a long spear whistled from behind him and was firmly grasped by General Wang.
"We are determined to break through the enemy lines, and we will die. Look at the guns!"
Zhao Yushu used his fleeting skills to the extreme, and the Assassin in his hand made another contribution, stabbing a nobleman, allowing him to catch his breath for a moment.
The spirit snake in his right hand successfully entangled the scholar. The two exchanged moves, and Zhao Yushu temporarily disabled one of the scholar's arms at the cost of a heavy punch.
As the young Taoist priest lost blood, he looked even more listless, but his eyes became even crazier. He used talismans and the Five Thunder Technique like they were free, bombarding Zhao Yushu's clothes until they were tattered. If the prince had not been worried that the Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains Painting might be blown to pieces by accident, and had not forcibly stopped the young Taoist priest, Zhao Yushu would have been several times more miserable than he is now.
"Zhao Yushu, put down the map. I will give you a quick death for the sake of the academy. Otherwise, I will cut you into pieces!"
Looking at the lone wolf-like look of the seriously injured Zhao Yushu, the prince subconsciously took a step back.
"Haha, okay, but do you have the final say?"
"I am the supreme ruler of the world, and I will do what I say!"
Zhao Yushu shook his head: "I'm already like this, aren't you ready yet?"
The prince was stunned and suddenly had a bad feeling.
"Okay, Mr. Lao Liu, you've been waiting for a long time."
The prince turned around in shock and saw that Prince Fu's fat palm was slightly tilted, and a drop of blood as sticky as oil slowly dripped from the porcelain bottle in his hand.
"Please invite the heroic spirit of Emperor Taizong!"