Shameless Hideous Freaks
While Mu Yu and Gu Yitian faced off in mental warfare, an invisible war nobody could read, Qi Xiangsheng and Lu Mingyuan conjured their soul energy to every fibre of their body and advanced on Mu Yu, much to the dissatisfaction of the betters.
“Are all of your kind so shameless?” Wanwan, having monitored Third Heaven Palace’s duo the entire time, extended her white shawl toward Qi Xiangsheng and Lu Mingyuan.
Qi Xiangsheng let Lu Mingyuan trade with Wanwan, while he went on ahead to Mu Yu.
“Hahaha, we choose our principles after we kill,” replied Qi Xiangsheng, hinting he was going to massacre the city afterwards as part of cleaning duty.
“Soul Style Luo Sound – Heavenshocker Hammer!”
Qi Xiangsheng manifested a white hammer out of his eight white beads, gradually turning it red to counter Mu Yu’s Ultimate Concealment Bloody Guardian. “Boom!”
Mu Yu and Gu Yitian remained unmoving as they combined their minds, turning their wills to the red hammer. Boom! The duo shattered the hammer and divided Qi Xiangsheng’s torso and lower body.
“Argh!”
Qi Xiangsheng retreated into the audience, detonating them to heal himself. The protests of the gamblers cancelled Qi Xiangsheng and Lu Mingyuan’s soul energy, revealing their hideous appearances.
“You’re next!” declared Qi Xiangsheng, sending tremors up the gamblers’ legs.
Lu Mingyuan rushed to Qi Xiangsheng’s side. “Gu Yitian, you asked for it!”
Gu Yitian erupted, “This is our fight! I won’t allow anyone to interfere! If you want me to work for you, you will work on my terms!”
Lu Mingyuan snapped, “Who do you think you are? You’re the puppet; we’re the puppet master. Perhaps I’m not making myself clear enough. Tian Houyang, take the cripple’s remaining arm!”
Plop! A bloody arm dropped down at Gu Yitian’s feet.
“Sh-Shifu… Shifu! Please, please don’t hurt my shifu,” Gu Yitian quavered, body disconcerted.
“Then, draw your sword and kill Mu Yu! Should you fail, I’ll take your shifu’s legs, eyes, ears and nose, but I won’t let him die. Get it now? Your shifu’s fate is in your hands.”
Gu Yitian, trembling, drew his real sword. “Sorry, I must kill you. I… I… I can’t…”
“I won’t let someone I respect take punishment, either,” Mu Yu declared. “We share a common belief. I respect you as a worthy opponent. I don’t want to fight someone who only has half his heart in the match.”
“I must protect my shifu.” Gu Yitian powered up his sword in qi.
“That’s why I’ve given you a hand.”
“I must kill you… I must…”
The berserk, reluctant qi on Gu Yitian’s sword was obvious to even the inexperienced eye.
“What are you waiting for, Gu Yitian? Shall I chop off your cripple’s legs now?”
“Try it.” Mu Yu glared daggers at Lu Mingyuan.
“Tian Houyang, legs!” commanded Lu Mingyuan.
“Wait! Wait! I’ll fight! I’ll fight!”
Just as Gu Yitian lunged forward, he heard, “Yitian, stop! I’m okay!” prompting him to stab his foot into the floor to stop himself. “Shifu!”
Behind Gu Yitian was Tian Ran and Daoist Boyang, right arm still intact.
“Sh-Shifu…”
“Tian Houyang! Tian Houyang, what are you doing?!” blustered Lu Mingyuan.
“Louder or he can’t hear you.” Tian Ran snapped her fingers, sending Tian Houyang, rather, Tian Houyang’s lifeless body with a missing right arm, plummeting to the ground at Lu Mingyuan’s feet.
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