Simultaneous Transmigration: The Re-merging of 99 Selves

Chapter 47 Counterattack and Suppression

As Liu San Niang watched her poison powder drift towards Zhao Yu, she was secretly delighted. Once Zhao Yu was poisoned, he would be completely at her mercy.

Moreover, it seems that Yuanye is not going to survive, so there will be one less person to share the money.

It's truly a double celebration!

But to her utter surprise, Zhao Yu caught her sneak attack without even turning his head.

Zhao Yu snorted coldly, flicked his sleeves backward, and his internal energy surged, instantly forming an invisible wall of energy behind him.

The poisonous powder that rushed towards them crashed into the air wall, but instead of advancing an inch, it was swept back by the force of the air and rushed towards Liu San Niang.

Caught off guard, Liu San Niang's expression changed drastically in an instant. She screamed and tried to turn around to avoid it.

But the poison powder was scattered by her own hand, a vast expanse, and with the added internal energy of Zhao Yu, it was incredibly fast. How could she possibly have time to dodge it?

In an instant, the poisonous powder rained down on her face and body, and she even inhaled a lot of it into her mouth and nose.

"ah--!"

A piercing scream echoed throughout the study.

Liu San Niang collapsed to the ground instantly, curled up into a ball, her skin turning black at a visible speed, her hands frantically scratching her face, and a wailing sound that was not human coming out of her throat.

Curled up on the ground, she endured the excruciating pain and shakily reached into her bosom for the antidote.

But the poison was too potent, and she was completely unprepared. As soon as she took out the antidote, before she could even unscrew the cap, her body stiffened abruptly, and the antidote spilled onto the ground.

Liu San Niang let out a desperate wail, wriggling her body to reach for the antidote, but it was too late.

Seeing the life that was so close at hand, Liu San Niang's eyes glazed over, her head lolled to the side, and she was lifeless, dying from her own poison.

In the blink of an eye, two of the four masters that Xia Zhen had painstakingly invited were killed by Zhao Yu.

The study became so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

Chu Jingtao gripped the sword hilt, his palms drenched in cold sweat.

He had roamed the Jiangnan region for over thirty years and had never seen such terrifying martial arts.

The masked man in front of me looks young, but his methods are so sophisticated. Where did he come from?

Liu Chuxuan's expression was also extremely solemn. He tightened his grip on his longsword slightly, and his eyes were full of vigilance as he looked at Zhao Yu.

He learned martial arts from Wang Chongyang, and his Quanzhen internal energy had already reached a high level. He had also seen countless top masters.

Even his master, at this age, probably wouldn't possess such astonishing cultivation.

Liu Chuxuan took a deep breath and questioned Zhao Yu, "Who exactly are you? Why did you use such cruel and evil arts to coerce Grand Commandant Xia? And why are you so ruthless, killing people at the drop of a hat?"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Yu shook his head helplessly: "I was ruthless? This monk was trying to kill me with his dagger; I was merely defending myself. That woman ambushed me with deadly poison and ultimately died from her own poison. What does that have to do with me?"

"You, a esteemed disciple of the Quanzhen School, are unable to distinguish right from wrong, and have turned black into white. Is this the lesson Wang Chongyang taught you?"

Upon seeing Liu Chuxuan's Taoist robe and sword, Zhao Yu had already guessed his origins. His attire was exactly the same as that of Qiu Chuji and the others, so he must be Wang Chongyang's disciple.

Liu Chuxuan said sternly, "Since you know the name of Quanzhen, yet you dare to speak disrespectfully to my master, this matter will certainly not end well!"

Just as Liu Chuxuan was talking to Zhao Yu, a ruthless glint flashed in Chu Jingtao's eyes.

He knew that there was no turning back now; either he captured this man, or they would all die here.

Moreover, while Zhao Yu could ignore Xia Zhen outside, a prominent figure in the martial arts world like him couldn't, since he still had to make a living on Song Dynasty territory.

"Master Liu, let's not waste any more words with this scoundrel. Let's attack together and capture this fiend!"

With a roar, Chu Jingtao unleashed the Thunderclap Sword Technique to its fullest extent, his longsword flashing with dazzling sword flowers, its fierce momentum aimed at Zhao Yu's vital points.

Liu Chuxuan snapped out of his daze, flicked his wrist, and unsheathed his longsword, unleashing the Quanzhen Sword Technique.

The Quanzhen sword technique is balanced and peaceful, with tight defense. Combined with Chu Jingtao's fierce swordsmanship, the two techniques, one offensive and one defensive, are quite formidable.

Two top experts, fighting against one, launched a full-scale attack on Zhao Yu.

Zhao Yu finally stood up slowly from the armchair.

He faced two thrusting swords with his bare hands, but instead of retreating, he slowly stepped forward to meet the force of the swords.

Zhao Yu sometimes turned to the side, sometimes lowered his head, as if swimming amidst the two men's attack.

No matter how fast Chu Jingtao's sword was, or how dense Liu Chuxuan's sword was, they couldn't even touch a single hem of his clothes.

"With such meager skills, you dare call yourself a master?"

Zhao Yu spoke calmly, his left index and middle fingers joined together, gently pinching Chu Jingtao's sword blade.

With a crisp sound, the longsword, forged from refined steel, was snapped in two by his two fingers!

Chu Jingtao's expression changed drastically. Before he could react, Zhao Yu flicked his wrist, and the broken half of the sword shot out like an arrow, piercing Chu Jingtao's own throat with perfect accuracy.

Chu Jingtao's eyes widened, he made a hoarse sound as blood gushed from the sword's edge, his body swayed, and he fell straight down, dying instantly.

In the blink of an eye, of the four masters, only Liu Chuxuan remained.

Looking at the three corpses lying on the ground, Liu Chuxuan's hand holding the long sword trembled slightly, and his heart sank to the bottom.

He now realized that he was no match for the person in front of him; he couldn't even protect himself, let alone win.

Slowly closing his eyes, Liu Chuxuan took a deep breath, held his sword horizontally to his chest, and prepared for a desperate battle.

However, the anticipated attack failed to materialize.

He opened his eyes and saw that Zhao Yu had already withdrawn his hand and was standing with his hands behind his back.

"For your master's sake, I will spare your life today. Now leave on your own and don't get involved in this mess again."

Liu Chuxuan frowned and asked, "You...you know my master?"

Zhao Yu did not answer, but simply waved his hand: "Go back and tell Wang Chongyang that it is time to fulfill our agreement from last year. You will then naturally understand why I am doing this today."

Liu Chuxuan stood there, silent for a long time.

He was not like Qiu Chuji, who hated evil and was unyielding. He also couldn't stand Xia Zhen recruiting gangsters like Yuan Ye and Liu San Niang for his own selfish reasons.

Finally, Liu Chuxuan sighed, sheathed his sword, and bowed deeply to Zhao Yu.

Without saying another word, he bent down, picked up Chu Jingtao's body, turned around, and walked out of the study. In a few leaps, he disappeared into the depths of the mansion.

In the large study, only Zhao Yu remained, along with three cold corpses.

Zhao Yu slowly turned around, his gaze piercing through the open door and landing on Xia Zhen, who was being protected by the Imperial Guards at the doorway and whose face was already deathly pale.

With a cold smile playing on his lips, Zhao Yu slowly walked out of the study and spoke calmly.

"Grand Commandant Xia, they've all left. Now, it's our turn."