From doomsday survival to fast-forward daily life

Tian Yu has never had a very accurate understanding of her own strength. She was just hiding her weaknesses in the previous fight with Mo Zhi. Now that she has really come to the arena where she might lose her life, her heart is filled with a surge of energy.

"The arena is divided into three rounds. The challenger will pick three people from these thirteen chairs to challenge."

"If one party dies or admits defeat, the competition ends. The challenger cannot withdraw midway."

The rules are simple. Tian Yu looked at the thirteen chairs in front of him.

"You." She first looked at Mo Zhi, the only person present with whom she had ever fought. Then, she began to look at the others.

The extrasensory sniffing was not discovered by anyone, which made her feel more confident. Although everyone present was extremely calm, it still gave Tian Yu a basis for reference.

She chose to expose the same thing as Lin Chi before the competition began, just to gamble whether it would cause emotional fluctuations in these people. This was a good opportunity for her extrasensory perception to take advantage of the situation.

"And you." Tian Yu looked at a woman in tight clothes. Seeing that Tian Yu chose her, the other party nodded slightly.

The last one, she stared straight at the old man in the middle who was in charge.

"Me?" The other party was a little surprised by Tian Yu's choice.

This old man should be the strongest among all the people present, and his status is even much higher than others. Tian Yu chose him because his aura is the most peaceful and less murderous. Another point is that she feels that this person has a close relationship with Lin Chi, and she has a strong feeling that even if she loses, he will not kill her before admitting defeat.

......

Mo Zhi walked onto the stage. He stared at Tian Yu's figure, and a calm and sharp aura began to emerge.

The moment the battle began, his figure rushed straight towards Tian Yu.

Everything slowed down in Tian Yu's eyes, and Mo Zhi's attacks became predictable in his eyes.

The hand knife chopped at Tian Yu, and she fell backwards with one foot as the center of her body, and a long sword made of spiritual power appeared in her hand at this time, and the attack position was Mo Zhi's side.

This set of movements of dodging and quickly counterattacking could be described as flowing like water. The moment Mo Zhi felt the long sword sweeping towards his side, he moved his feet, and instead of retreating, he moved forward two steps quickly. The long sword swept through his clothes, leaving a long cut.

Continuing his attack, Mo Zhi changed his hand knife into a fist and punched towards Tian Yu's shoulder.

The spiritual power formed a soft stance, which completely unloaded the force of Mo Zhi's attack. The impact of the spiritual power helped Tian Yu to distance himself from him.

Mo Zhi stopped his attack and looked at Tian Yu who was moving away: "It turned out to be you."

From the fighting style just now, he was almost certain that Tian Yu was the mysterious man who took the two treasures from his arena.

A man sitting on a chair beside the field watched the fight and exclaimed with admiration: "Excellent fighting awareness. If you were to serve under me—"

"Cough cough." The old man coughed, and the man tactfully shut his mouth.

The old man stared at the fight on the stage, seemingly thinking about something.

"You're very good." Mo Zhi thought about it and gave a stiff compliment.

He has always admired the strong. Although the woman in front of him is not yet a top master, she has such outstanding skills at such a young age, coupled with her extraordinary combat awareness, which really makes his eyes light up.

The sword appeared in Mo Zhi's hand, but it was still not unsheathed.

This time he was obviously more serious. He cupped his hands and said to Tian Yu, "Please give me some advice."

Undoubtedly, Mo Zhi gave Tian Yu his respect.

The bloody sword appeared in Tian Yu's hand.

A strong wind blows!

The sword and the knife collided with each other!

After this collision, Tian Yu felt that both his power and physical strength had increased a lot.

The sword and knife in the ring created a cyclone of spiritual energy with every move. Tian Yu had never stopped training in swordsmanship. In fact, compared with those martial arts, each of her moves was extremely simple. In her hands, weapons were nothing more than offense and defense. She could either retreat to save her life or strike directly at the vital point to take someone's life.

"Each move is extremely simple, yet extremely fierce." An executioner from the Law Enforcement Hall who also used a sword sighed. He felt a little regretful that Tian Yu did not choose him.

The more Mo Zhize fought, the more frightened he became. This woman's speed and physical strength seemed to have improved a lot compared to more than a month ago.

Just as he was sighing slightly, Tian Yu saw the right time, and the excitement of the Blood Sword was also transmitted to her heart.

"go with!"

The blood-stained sword flew out of his hand at this moment and stabbed straight into Mo Zhi's heart——

"Ding!" Mo Zhi's knife was finally unsheathed.

The broad blade pressed against the tip of the bloody sword, and the two weapons seemed to be competing with each other.

The Blood-Bearing Sword was not convinced and made a buzzing sound, as if it wanted to kill Mo Zhi with its sword. Mo Zhi's knife also left the scabbard on its own and competed with the Blood-Bearing Sword.

"I give up." Mo Zhi suddenly said.

As soon as these words were spoken, the bloody sword suddenly flew back into Tian Yu's hand.

Mo Zhi walked off the stage cleanly. One of his companions sitting on one of the thirteen chairs whispered, "Why are you admitting defeat? Are you letting me win?"

“No,” Mo Zhi shook his head, “Before coming to Dalin, I told Mo Chou that if anyone in the ring forces it out of the sheath, then I lose.”

"Stubborn," the companion scolded with a smile, "But this girl is also interesting. That sword is actually a magical weapon that has been nurtured with consciousness."

Tian Yu was a little surprised that Mo Zhi admitted defeat so readily, but it also saved her a lot of trouble. The moment he drew his knife, she felt the situation was tricky.

"Then the second one."

A woman in tight clothes came on stage, her face somewhat excited.

"I know you," she said with a smile on her face, even though she hadn't smiled from beginning to end, "I've wanted to fight you for a long time."

This was the woman who had regretfully refused the opportunity to defend her title and missed out on such an interesting young man like Tian Yu.

"You can't kill me," the woman continued, "so if you can injure me, you win."

"Okay." Tian Yu bowed.

I am not a wanted criminal, so it seems that the Law Enforcement Hall is not going to kill me.

The woman was no match for Mo Zhi. She would not unsheath her weapon until it was ready. At the beginning of the show, she had her own weapon in her hand, which was a long whip.

"No wonder she said that I won if I hurt her. She uses the whip to make it difficult for me to get close to her." But this did not pose a problem for Tian Yu.

She had encountered too many enemies using whips on the endless battlefield.

The moment the long whip came towards Tian Yu, she swung the blood-stained sword in her hand to meet the whip, and actually let the blood-stained sword be taken away by the whip. Then, she gathered the spiritual power in her hand to form another long sword.

The bloody sword was swung out by the long whip, making a buzzing sound and entangled with the whip again.

One sword, two swords, three swords...

When Tian Yu rushed towards the woman, several long swords composed of spiritual power began to appear beside him.