Chapter 74

Watching the two people fighting, Huang Yu’s eyes flickered, and he came up with an idea.

He himself had no way to learn sword techniques at the Zhongyuan Sword Sect, but that didn’t mean he couldn’t think of another way, right? Weren’t all these people from the Zhongyuan Sword Sect? Starting with them was the most suitable thing to do.

Yes, that’s what he would do.

If he took care of all these people, wouldn’t a couple of sword technique manuals drop?

At the very least, if he captured a couple of them alive, he could always get some information out of them.

While Huang Yu was thinking about these things, the fight on the other side had already heated up. The battle had entered a white-hot stage. The two people’s strength wasn’t too different. Gao Yu had been in the Primordial Spirit Realm for a long time, while Zhao Ying had just entered the Primordial Spirit Realm, but the sword in his hand was an invaluable quasi-earthly treasure.

Therefore, these two were evenly matched, and neither could gain the upper hand for the moment.

"An opportunity has come." Huang Yu watched as the two people unleashed their strongest moves. Countless sword lights collided, and then both were sent flying.

Both were injured, and these two were already in a state of mutual damage.

This was the moment. The two Primordial Spirit Realm cultivators were already injured, with less than thirty percent of their strength remaining. The other three were only in the Human Infant Realm. Dealing with them would be easy, especially since he was in the shadows. Taking them out one by one would be a piece of cake.

The hunt began.

A cold smile appeared at the corner of Huang Yu’s mouth. This was the best time to act.

"Senior Brother, Senior Brothers, are you, are you okay?"

"Fine."

"Keep fighting."

The two people stared at each other tightly, neither willing to back down.

"Senior Brothers, if this continues, our Wind Academy will really fall behind. If someone else takes the credit, all our efforts will be in vain."

"Want to take advantage? Is that person so easy to catch? Don’t joke. Since he dared to kill Liu Sanbian, his strength isn’t weak. Going there would be suicide." Gao Yu said coldly.

"Hmph, you and Liu Sanbian didn’t get along, could it be that you did it?" Zhao Ying said at this moment.

"I wish, but I don’t have the strength. But compared to some people who just flatter and have no strength, I’m much better. I won’t be a dog’s slave." Gao Yu said.

"You... I’ll kill you."

As Zhao Ying said this, he attacked again.

Huang Yu, who was about to act, was somewhat surprised by this. Gao Yu and Liu Sanbian were actually enemies, which was unexpected.

"Senior Brother Gao, you’re not much better, aren’t you also fawning on the Long family’s Long Dou?" A thin man with a scar on his face looked at Gao Yu coldly.

"Yan Wanli, you’re asking for death." Gao Yu was extremely angry. He was only in the Human Infant Realm, yet he dared to challenge him. He must be tired of living.

"Who’s asking for death, we don’t know yet." Yan Wanli coldly snorted, "You’re in the Primordial Spirit Realm, but now, how much strength do you have? Thirty percent, at most thirty percent."

"Senior Brother Yan, how can you do this?" At this moment, the junior brother hurriedly stopped him.

"Gongsun Lan, move aside." Yan Wanli looked at the junior brother blocking him and said coldly, "Gao Yu has bullied me a lot in the past, acting arrogantly. If I don’t kill him today, I won’t be called Yan Wanli."

"Right, Junior Brother Yan, kill him, kill Gao Yu. Then the Wind Academy will be ours." Zhao Ying laughed wildly.

"You’re not a good person either, you’ll die too." Yan Wanli’s eyes flashed, becoming even more vicious.

"You... Yan Wanli, have you eaten a leopard’s gall?" Zhao Ying’s laughter stopped abruptly, and he looked at him angrily.

"I’ve had enough of you, Zhao Ying. Don’t think that just because you’re in the Primordial Spirit Realm, you can act recklessly. I’ve been waiting for this day for a long time." Yan Wanli suddenly released his aura, a genuine Primordial Spirit Realm cultivation, and this aura seemed to be stronger than both Gao Yu and Zhao Ying.

"You... you... you’re in the Primordial Spirit Realm, how is that possible?"

"Yan Wanli, you’ve hidden your strength deeply. I didn’t expect you to have already reached the Primordial Spirit Realm." Gao Yu looked at Yan Wanli, his heart full of shock. From this situation, it seemed that he had entered the Primordial Spirit Realm much earlier than himself.

"This is getting more and more interesting. I didn’t expect the internal struggle in the Zhongyuan Sword Sect to be so intense." This series of changes greatly broadened Huang Yu’s horizons.

"Gao Yu, let’s put our grudges aside for now. Let’s work together to kill Yan Wanli." Zhao Ying was a ruthless person, but not a fool. Knowing that Yan Wanli had already reached the Primordial Spirit Realm and was so patient, he knew that Zhao Ying would not let him off. To survive, he had to put aside his grudges and team up with Gao Yu to deal with Yan Wanli, or he would only have a dead end.

"Fine." Gao Yu also knew the severity of the situation. Although he hated Zhao Ying to the extreme and had no good feelings towards him, he had to team up with him.

"Senior Brothers, how can you do this?" Gongsun Lan saw this scene and immediately panicked. The previous events had already made him very worried, and now this happened. Once the fight started, the consequences would be unimaginable, and the situation had already developed to an uncontrollable extent.

Gongsun Lan wanted the Wind Academy to become strong. The Wind Academy was the weakest branch of the Zhongyuan Sword Sect. But now, with such internal strife among the new inner disciples, the entire Wind Academy would really be finished, with no hope of rising again.

"Move aside, Junior Brother, move aside, or I’ll kill you too." Seeing Gongsun Lan blocking him, Yan Wanli said coldly. He didn’t dare to do much to Gongsun Lan, who was the master’s personal disciple. The master was a person of profound cultivation, having long reached the Yin-Yang Realm, which was far beyond his mere Primordial Spirit Realm. Therefore, Gongsun Lan’s status in the entire Wind Academy was extremely high, and everyone treated him with great care, and no one dared to do anything to him.

"Don’t fight, don’t forget our mission this time." Gongsun Lan shook his head, "Senior Brothers, will you listen to me?"

"Three Senior Brothers, isn’t it better to be harmonious? Now, the Wind Academy has three Senior Brothers in the Primordial Spirit Realm. If we work together, we can push the Wind Academy into the top five."

"Impossible, I’ve long been annoyed by them. As for the glory of the Wind Academy, I can achieve it alone. In this Seven Academies Martial Competition, I will definitely push the Wind Academy into the top three. As for these two, they are a waste of resources in the Wind Academy. It’s better to kill them." Yan Wanli shook his head, "Junior Brother, you should move aside. They have occupied countless resources in the entire Wind Academy but have not contributed anything to the Wind Academy. So, keeping them is meaningless. It’s better to kill them."

"Want to kill us, what a big talk. Just one Primordial Spirit Realm, you want to break into the Seven Academies Martial Competition? Don’t be afraid of the wind blowing your tongue." Zhao Ying coldly snorted and stood next to Gongsun Lan.

"Move."

Suddenly, Yan Wanli shouted, and a sword light flashed, a fierce sword aura enveloped Gao Yu and Zhao Ying.

"Thud"

Unexpectedly, Zhao Ying stabbed a sword at Gao Yu’s back, not attacking Yan Wanli.

"You... you..."

Gao Yu turned his head and struggled to say, "You... you... are... a... team."

"Do you only realize this now?" Zhao Ying sneered, "It’s too late."

"I... I... won’t let you have your way." Gao Yu’s eyes turned golden, and he was enveloped in a golden light.

"Bad, quickly kill him, don’t give him a chance." Seeing this, Yan Wanli’s face changed drastically, and he shouted loudly.

"Too late, too late." Gao Yu, enveloped in golden light, his aura reached its peak. His cultivation had already broken through the Primordial Spirit Realm, surging to the Thunder Tribulation Realm. "You, accompany me in death."

"Block him."

"He doesn’t have much time left. His life force is completely drained. Just hold on, and once his life force is completely exhausted, we win." Zhao Ying shouted.

The gap between the Thunder Tribulation Realm and the Primordial Spirit Realm was too great. In a breath, Zhao Ying was slapped away by Gao Yu, his fate unknown.

"Zhao Ying." Yan Wanli shouted, clearly very worried about Zhao Ying’s condition.

However, Gao Yu didn’t give him a chance. After slapping Zhao Ying away, he attacked him.

"Damn." Seeing this, Yan Wanli panicked. He knew that although his strength was slightly stronger than Zhao Ying’s, it wasn’t much. Zhao Ying, although injured from the previous fight with Gao Yu and only at thirty to fifty percent strength, had still been fully committed. Yet, he was slapped away, showing how terrifying Gao Yu was now. Fighting him head-on was suicide.

But now, his speed was clearly not enough. What should he do?

Suddenly, Yan Wanli noticed his junior brother Gongsun Lan beside him and had an idea. He grabbed Gongsun Lan’s sleeve.

"Senior Brother Yan, what are you doing?"

"Let go of the junior brother."

"Let go of the junior brother." Seeing Gongsun Lan being grabbed, the other two Zhongyuan Sword Sect disciples panicked. Although they didn’t want to get involved in the conflict between Yan Wanli and Gao Yu, it was different when it came to Gongsun Lan. They were Gongsun Lan’s attendants, and Gongsun Lan was their young master.

"Hmph." Yan Wanli couldn’t care less at this moment. His life was more important. Although Gongsun Lan was of noble status, he had to save his own life first. Everything else had to take a back seat. Yan Wanli threw Gongsun Lan towards Gao Yu.