harleyscars Chapter 105 Threat
Chapter 105 Threat
Zhao Yu and Dongfang Bubai locked eyes again, and the air seemed to freeze at that moment.
Everyone below the city gate held their breath, watching the two people on the gate with bated breath.
Suddenly, someone in the crowd sneezed.
In the blink of an eye, the two figures on the city wall disappeared simultaneously.
Just as everyone was anxiously searching for the two figures, the two figures passed each other and reappeared in the next moment.
At this point, the two had switched places and were standing with their backs to each other.
Everything seemed normal.
"puff!"
Dongfang Bubai suddenly clutched his chest and spat out a mouthful of blood, staining his dress even more crimson.
Zhao Yu slowly released his grip, and the silver needle fell to the ground with a crisp sound.
"You've lost."
Zhao Yu turned around, looked at Dongfang Bubai's back, and said calmly.
"Not bad." Dongfang Bubai slowly turned around, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and frankly admitted, "I couldn't block your palm strike, I have indeed lost."
Zhao Yu looked at him with some surprise: "You don't seem disappointed?"
"How can I not feel disappointed after losing the title of the world's best?"
Dongfang Bubai smiled, but his eyes showed no sign of frustration; instead, they were filled with joy.
"However, this defeat has given me a clearer view of the path ahead. It turns out I've been going in the wrong direction all along. Perhaps I really can reach the realm of celestial transformation..."
The joy in Dongfang Bubai's eyes was genuine; he was truly happy for it.
For him, the title of being the best in the world was already a thing of the past.
What he truly cared about was no longer fame and fortune in the martial arts world; he cared about a higher realm.
The creation of heaven and man, reversing yin and yang, is this not an even more earth-shattering achievement?
Zhao Yu nodded; he could understand Dongfang Bubai's feelings.
"However," Zhao Yu's tone turned cold as he changed the subject, "I've already said, today's battle isn't just about determining a winner or loser, it's about deciding who lives and who dies."
Dongfang Bubai remained completely unfazed, chuckling lightly, "You want to kill me? I admit, I'm no match for you. But if I'm determined to leave, you won't be able to catch me. Want to try?"
Those who cultivate the Sunflower Manual have such confidence. Extreme speed has a very high margin for error. If you can't beat them, can't you at least run away?
Zhao Yu turned his head and looked at the group of Sun Moon Cult members below the city: "I may not be able to catch you, but what about them?"
His gaze fell on the bearded man in the crowd, Yang Lianting.
Dongfang Bubai laughed heartily: "You think you can threaten me with a swarm of ants? My followers are just a handful; I can have as many as I want. I've lost this battle, but once I've advanced further, we'll settle this once more!"
With that, Dongfang Bubai gracefully turned around, seemingly about to leave.
Zhao Yu didn't stop him. He flashed down the city wall and raised his hand to strike Yang Lianting!
The smile on Dongfang Bubai's face vanished.
His figure had already floated to the edge of the city wall. If he took one more step back, he could use his lightness skill to escape far away.
At his speed, no one in the world can catch up with him.
But at that moment, he had to stop.
He thought that, in everyone's eyes, he, as the leader of the demonic sect, should not and would not care about the lives of his subordinates.
That is indeed the case.
In his eyes, the tens of thousands of followers of the Sun Moon Cult were nothing more than pawns that could be discarded at any time.
Even Tong Baixiong, who had saved his life and followed him for decades, could be used as a bargaining chip without hesitation and abandoned without regard for him.
But Yang Lianting was the only exception.
Dongfang Bubai deliberately acted indifferent to the deaths of his followers in front of everyone, so that others would think that no one could threaten him.
In his mind, Zhao Yu, with his martial arts skills, would never stoop to such despicable means as kidnapping someone.
After all, what kind of threat is a threat that is destined to fail?
As long as Zhao Yu doesn't make a move, the hastily assembled rabble of the Five Mountains Sword Sect is no match for Yang Lianting and his group.
But Dongfang Bubai never expected that Zhao Yu would not only do it, but do it so decisively and efficiently.
Judging from Zhao Yu's resolute demeanor, he clearly understood Yang Lianting's importance in his heart long ago.
"stop!"
Dongfang Bubai let out a sharp shout to stop him.
He turned retreat into advance, transforming into a red shadow and heading straight for Zhao Yu's back.
However, he was already a step behind Zhao Yu at the start, and he hesitated for a moment just now. Even though he was as fast as lightning, he couldn't catch up with him anymore.
Zhao Yu flashed and landed in front of the Sun Moon Sect's group.
The surrounding Sun Moon Cult members drew their swords and aimed them at Zhao Yu.
But their hands were trembling slightly, and they couldn't even hold the knife steadily, so they were nothing to fear.
Rather, the fact that they still dared to draw their swords after witnessing the great battle between Zhao Yu and Dongfang Bubai is enough to prove their courage.
They had all witnessed the earth-shattering battle on the city wall just now; for them to go up there would only be suicide.
Ignoring the swords and spears around him, Zhao Yu walked straight to Yang Lianting.
He didn't physically take anyone hostage; he just stood there quietly, but that silent gesture carried more weight than any threat.
Dongfang Bubai stopped abruptly, landing three zhang in front of Zhao Yu.
"Threatening others' lives, is this what you call the righteous path?" His voice trembled slightly with anger.
"The righteous path?" Zhao Yu scoffed. "When have I ever claimed to be on the righteous path? I'm here today for only one thing. Between us, there is a battle of wits, a fight to the death. Without this Chief Steward Yang, how could I possibly make you willingly stay and fight to the death?"
He looked at Dongfang Bubai, a half-smile on his face, and added, "Besides, didn't you just say that these people were nothing but ants, and you didn't care how many died? What, have you changed your mind now?"
Dongfang Bubai gritted his teeth, his eyes fixed on Zhao Yu with a sinister glint: "Was it Yingying who instructed you?"
After much thought, Dongfang Bubai realized that the only person he could think of to threaten him with Yang Lianting was Ren Yingying.
However, he still didn't understand how his thoughts had been revealed, and how they dared to assume that he would stop for Lian Di.
Ren Yingying, hidden in the shadows, was also filled with surprise: "He actually stayed for Yang Lianting?"
She simply couldn't understand how Dongfang Bubai would risk her life for a male concubine.
"Hmph, he's probably gone mad from practicing his martial arts and really thinks he's a woman now," Xiang Wentian sneered. "But that's fine too. It seems he has no chance of escaping today."
However, when Xiang Wentian's gaze fell on Zhao Yu's face, he became quite wary.
This young man is not only incredibly skilled in martial arts, but also decisive and ruthless in his actions.
They are really not easy to deal with.
Suddenly, Zhao Yu turned to face Xiang Wentian and smiled at him.
Xiang Wentian's heart skipped a beat, and he subconsciously lowered his head, avoiding Zhao Yu's gaze.
But he quickly realized what was happening and forced himself to look over again. At that moment, Zhao Yu had already spoken to Dongfang Bubai.