Nine-layer armor-breaking

Chapter 140 The Brand of Shame

In the martial arts arena, a young man dressed in white stood at one end of the field.

Seeing Warrior No. 44 rushing towards him quickly, Zhu Yu raised the corner of his mouth into a beautiful arc in a place that was difficult for others to notice.

He smiled lightly, seeming to be very satisfied with the discussion on the scene and his opponent's move.

"I've been fooled!" Zhu Yu said in his heart.

Zhu Yu, dressed in white, dodged with his feet close to the ground, and suddenly dodged from the sword of Warrior No. 44.

The figure was so fast that it was almost impossible to see clearly. The tall and thin figure was as light as a swallow.

Zhu Yu's move caught everyone off guard, and the audience was buzzing with discussion...

"what?"

"I am not wrong, right?"

"No way? Dodged it?"

……

At this moment, Warrior No. 44, who was wielding a heavy dagger and was dodged by Zhu Yu at the last moment, was even more stunned.

Even though he didn't want to admit it, Warrior No. 44 knew in his heart that he was indeed affected and distracted.

Just as he was raising those questions in his mind, he no longer had the conditions to defeat No. 161 Zhu Yu with one move.

He was very confused, but he didn't have time to stop and continued to walk towards Zhu Yu.

But what Warrior No. 44 himself did not expect was that he unconsciously retracted his strength the moment he swung the dagger towards Zhu Yu.

The moment when Warrior No. 44 took a step and swung his sword in the air did not escape the eyes of the audience.

He paused in the motion of swinging the knife for a moment, and only after coming to his senses did he retract his step.

At this time, Zhu Yu had already come behind him.

Outside the martial arts arena, everyone was in high spirits, waiting for Zhu Yu's next miraculous moment.

Just when the audience thought that a drama similar to the first match of the Heavenly Stage Group would occur again and the situation would be reversed and defeat would be turned into victory, the miracle moment did not come as expected.

Miracles didn't happen.

Luck did not fall entirely on Zhu Yu.

Warrior No. 44 sensed the changes in his surroundings and quickly realized that it was Zhu Yu who came behind him.

Zhu Yu swung his soft sword and was about to attack when Warrior No. 44 dodged it.

Due to the changes in the soft sword, although he did not completely shake it off, he was able to avoid the attack and only had a shallow cut on his palm.

Although the wound on the palm was relatively shallow, it still drew blood.

Suddenly, Warrior No. 44's blood and energy surged into his heart, and his anger increased a little more than before.

He quickly came out of his previous daze and forced himself to focus all his attention on Zhu Yu's moves in order to judge Zhu Yu's attack movements.

Seeing this situation, Jiang Xuan in the distance frowned slightly, sensing that the situation was not good.

Zhu Yu naturally knew that if his attack missed, every subtle movement of his would be magnified as much as possible by Warrior No. 44 in order to resist his attack.

Warrior No. 44 had indeed never expected Zhu Yu to be so fast and so light!
"Number 161, what intermediate level are you at?" Warrior No. 44 asked Zhu Yu.

"They're all Earth Rank, so does the level they're at really matter?" Zhu Yu asked, adding, "They're all mid-level Earth Rank anyway, so they can't compare to a high-level warrior like you."

"you……"

Warrior No. 44 naturally understood the implication. His eyes widened and he looked extremely furious.

After saying that, he stepped back a few steps, gripped the hilt of the knife tightly with one hand, and quickly rotated his wrist, causing the blade to form a circular trajectory that shone with light.

Then, this time, without giving Zhu Yu any time to react, he quickly took a few steps forward, approached Zhu Yu, and frantically swept his legs. Even though Warrior No. 44 drew a circular trajectory to confuse Zhu Yu, his clumsy posture greatly reduced the deceptiveness of the move itself.

In this way, it naturally could not escape the eyes of Zhu Yu who was highly focused.

After all, the soft sword used by Zhu Yu strictly requires this.

Learners of soft sword need a high degree of mental concentration and physical coordination.

Some warriors who have trained for a long time and learned to use soft swords can even subconsciously react to what action they should take next when they see the opponent's movements.

In this regard, Zhu Yu is naturally no exception.

Being able to advance to the Earth Level so quickly through the soft sword shows that Zhu Yu's comprehension ability is extraordinary among warriors.

In fact, his talent in soft sword is far superior to that of most other warriors.

Warrior No. 44 thought he was using his fastest speed, but for Zhu Yu, it was still too slow, too slow!
When Warrior No. 44 swept Zhu Yu's legs, Zhu Yu made a quick judgment and dodged his attack.

Seeing that his attack missed, Warrior No. 44 was naturally neither willing nor willing to give up. He even wanted to compete with Zhu Yu.

The next moment, Warrior No. 44 moved the center of gravity of his attack upwards a little.

He held the knife in both hands, then turned his feet, aimed at Zhu Yu, and slashed at Zhu Yu from left to right, aiming at Zhu Yu's waist and attacking.

It was obvious that Warrior No. 44 was even more angry towards Zhu Yu than before.

Seeing this attack, Zhu Yu reacted again in a hurry relying on his body's instinct.

He took a few steps back, busy dodging the attack from Warrior No. 44.

"Number one hundred and sixty-one, why don't you take action? Let me see how capable you are."

Warrior No. 44 wanted to use the same method to provoke Zhu Yu and force him to take action.

After saying that, Warrior No. 44 laughed loudly a few times. Judging from the sound of his voice, it was probably just a fake laugh.

Warrior No. 44 now has no desire to continue competing with Zhu Yu.

However, as long as Zhu Yu tried to dodge his attacks, he had almost no chance of actually and effectively attacking Zhu Yu.

In the eyes of Warrior No. 44, Zhu Yu was simply a slippery loach that could not be caught or touched.

In the end, it was Zhu Yu who hit him.

Although the wound on his palm could not be considered serious, or was far from being serious, even during his daily martial arts training, he would sometimes injure longer and deeper wounds than the one Zhu Yu had inflicted on him.

For warriors, it is normal to have wounds on their bodies at any time. There is nothing to be surprised about.

But being injured yourself is one thing, but being injured by someone else, or by a little kid whom you look down upon, is another matter altogether.

It seemed as if the cut on his palm was not a wound, but rather a brand of shame.

Facing his provocation, Zhu Yu did not say anything, but just smiled at him, continued to prepare, and observed his next move.

"Is this fun? This is a martial arts competition, why are you always hiding? Are you afraid?"

Zhu Yu snorted softly, "Look at your physique! How dare you ask? You're a high-level Earth-rank warrior, and I'm only a mid-level Earth-rank warrior with so much less experience than you. Should I not stay away and fight you head-on?"

"To ask such a question, are you not very smart? Or do I look not very smart?"

Warrior No. 44 waved his hand and said, "Don't talk nonsense to me. You're a man, so just be straightforward!"

"Since you don't understand, let me explain it to you more clearly." Zhu Yu looked very puzzled.

Zhu Yu spread his hands, feeling helpless, and his expression at this moment was extremely intriguing.

"On the other hand, if our situations were reversed, and I asked you to rush directly under my knife and let me slaughter you, would you be willing?" Zhu Yu asked Warrior No. 44.

(End of this chapter)