Phoenix Destiny-Chapter 131: Motive?
Chapter 131: Motive?
They were so fast that it was hard to tell who was who. freβ―πeππ§π°vβ―l.πππΊ
Sword-lights and sword-shadows filled the stage, blurring the competitors. One could only barely tell who was who by the color of the shirt.
Lu Mingshu felt like she was fighting Kuai Xin again.
Method, angle, force... she couldnβt find Gentleman Yuβs weak point; he seemed to be flawless. Compared to Kuai Xin, he had a weaker foundation, and he wasnβt going to break through to the Spirit Realm anytime soon, but with his ability, he was a match for Kuai Xin.
That was because his methods were simply marvellous! Lu Mingshu never knew that Physical Manifestation of Sword Intent could be used in such a manner.
His methods werenβt fixed; they were ever-changing. Sometimes they were predictable, and sometimes they werenβt.
She calmed down and tried to figure out his weakness. At the same time, she fought even harder.
The other party chuckled, βMiss Lu, this is not a smart move~ You just finished two rounds, but Iβm still full of energy. Trying to scare me with your sword will only tire you out even more.β
Lu Mingshu remained still. She shook her wrist, and the ray of sword-light started to condense.
βWhat a nice move,β Gentleman Yu smiled. βAt your age, youβre already doing such a thing? Impressive. When I was your age, I was still an immature kid. However, you have nothing on me.β
After he finished his sentence, his sword lit up, and suddenly, a strong wind blew onto the stage and dispersed the sword-light.
βI told you, you canβt do anything to me, yet you are unwilling to heed my advice. What a waste.β
Some spectators cut him off, βShut up and fight!β
βYeah! Youβre just intentionally trying to disrupt Miss Lu!β
Gentleman Yu turned around and shouted at the spectators, βWhat do you all know? If sheβs unable to concentrate because of my disruption, that just shows she needs more practice!β
After that, he turned to Lu Mingshu and smiled like a Cheshire Cat, βMiss Lu, you donβt mind, right?β
Heβs going overboard! the spectators were angered by Gentleman Yuβs behaviour, βCompete properly or get the hell down!β
βThatβs right! Get down!β all the spectators jeered.
Gentleman Yu smiled widely at her. βWow, Miss Lu, you have a lot of fans.β
Beads of sweat trailed down Lu Mingshuβs forehead. Her breathing also became heavy, and the grip on her sword loosened.
βYou must be tired. To be honest, I wonder how you managed to defeat eighteen people in a row during the Heavenly Door competition if youβre already like this after two rounds. What has Nine Jade Palace turned into...?β
Clank!
The sword hit the ground, missing Gentleman Yu.
Gentleman Yu laughed out loud after seeing that, βGirls should just stay at home and do embroidery. Why even bother to come and compete with us at an arena?β
βGo to hell, you idiot! Get down!β an uproar started among the spectators.
...
βItβs hard to tell the result just by their skills,β Kou Wei used his fan to knock on the table. βThis is more psychological warfare than physical now.β
βPsychological? Itβll be hard for Lu Mingshu then.β
βI totally agree! Yu Kuang is just a crafty old fox! When I competed with him previously, he lied that there was someone behind me....β
The story had Yue Lingyin rolling on the floor laughing, βBro, are you sane? Do you believe that? Thatβs a trick for children, and you bought it?β
The person looked at Yue Lingyin in grievance, βI bought it because I never thought he would be so low!β
Kou Wei interrupted them, βYu Kuang is always crafty, and Lu Mingshuβs naive. Iβm only afraid that...β
...
Gentleman Yu chose to turn a deaf ear to the spectators and continued, βItβs still early, so give up now. The last thing I wanna do is put a scar on such a pretty little girl.β
Lu Mingshu squinted her eyes. Mystic force started to rush from her body, and her sword lit up.
The mystic force was so strong that it created a tornado of sword-intent, which rushed forward like a dragon.
Physical Manifestation of Sword Intent!
βWow, good!β gripping his sword tightly and transferring mystic force into his sword, Gentleman Yu jumped up and slashed down.
The windswept across the stage.
Crack!
The flag pole on the stage was broken.
The smoke that was created from the clash covered the spectatorsβ view. When the smoke finally dispersed, the fight had already settled down.
Both parties stood on the stage, facing each other.
Bright red blood was flowing down Lu Mingshuβs arm.
Gentleman Yu smiled at her, βYou feigned weakness to your enemies at the Heavenly Door competition, tricking them into believing that you were out of mystic force before turning the tide at the last minute. Do you think Iβm so stupid that I wouldnβt take that into account?β
Lu Mingshu looked at him with a straight face, βSo, you purposely incited me, making me think that I had successfully tricked you. In reality, you wanted to beat me at my own game.β
Gentleman Yu laughed heartily, βYeah. Youβre someone who had eighteen wins in the Heavenly Door competition, so you must have your secret methods. Why would I let my guard down?β
βSince Gentleman Yu knows me so well,β Lu Mingshu replied slyly, βare you aware that I am also trained in rune-carving?β
Gentleman Yu paused. Suddenly, he felt that there was something under his feet, and a talisman shot up from the ground.
He moved back to block, not noticing that Lu Mingshu moved forward to attack.
He broke the talisman, but a sword suddenly tore his shirt and was placed in front of his chest.
Lu Mingshu looked at him and smiled, βIβm a girl whoβs so insecure that I wouldnβt leave my house without knowing more than eight or ten skills. Gentleman Yu, jokeβs on you.β
The announcer ran on stage, βMiss Lu wins!β
...
Somebody rushed upstairs, βSenior, Yu Kuang lost!β
βWhat? That fast?β Kou Weiβs eyes widened in shock, βQuick, tell me all about it.β
Upon hearing the discipleβs story, the bunch were left speechless.
βErm...β Yue Lingyin hesitated, βSomething doesnβt fit the picture?β
The discipleβs description was clear. Yu Kuang provoked Lu Mingshu, and Lu Mingshu feigned weakness. Both parties laid their traps. ο½π³eπwπ²ππ―π¨Ξ½eπ.cο½πΆ
What Kou Wei said was right; it was more of a mental battle.
Ultimately, Yu Kuang lost because he underestimated her.
But...
βDid Yu Kuang lose on purpose!?β the guy who once fought him exclaimed.
βYeah. Too fast. Heβs from the Seventh Truth Platform; even if Lu Mingshu has never lost, he stands a better chance.β
βAnd heβs too crafty to fall into a trap!β
βWhatβs he thinking?β Yue Lingyin muttered. βWhy didnβt he use his full effort? Whatβs beneficial to him if Lu Mingshu wins?β
βToday, the wine loverβs heart is not in the cup,β Kou Wei laughed.
Qi Sheng furrowed his brows, βIs he testing her for Wei Chunqiu? Wei Chunqiu has his eyes on taking first place in the Qilin Festival.β
Kou Wei cut him off, βNo. Wei Chunqiu is too strong for Lu Mingshu. He would come for me instead of her if he wanted to test someone.β
Yes, Lu Mingshu was powerful, but itβs only been less than a year since she entered the Harmonization Realm. Kou Wei thought that she was worthy enough to compete with him, but not enough to defeat him.
If Kou Wei had this mindset, Wei Chunqiu would too. They had the same position as martial artists; neither of them had time for a newb.
βLet it be. Letβs go back and take a rest. We will know during the Qilin Festival.β