Chapter 1711 - 310: Revision 6

The mark on the forehead flashed, and the aura of the White Crane True Monarch switched instantly to that of the Ghost General.

Lin Shuyou: "You want to compare with me... who is more underworld?"

White Impermanence obviously didn't expect to encounter the real thing when leaning on art, but at that moment, there was no time to worry about anything else. The leader was about to lose his life, so he had to act quickly to break the situation.

White Impermanence swiftly drew two Killing Sticks and charged towards Lin Shuyou.

Lin Shuyou activated his vertical pupils, swung his Double Mace, and faced the attack head-on without dodging.

The figures of both sides flashed quickly against each other, each performing their movement technique to the extreme, and it was hard to determine the winner for a while.

But White Impermanence knew that he had lost.

Because Lin Shuyou on the other side was clearly getting more excited and more vigorous as the fight went on.

Humans are alive, but Mechanical Techniques are dead.

This meant that White Impermanence's strength had already been fixed here. From here on, he would only see his battle strength decline due to the wear and tear of the mechanism, while the lively opponent could squeeze out more potential via mental belief, and no surprise, the opponent surely had a secret technique to rapidly boost strength for a short period that he had yet to use.

Unable to break the stalemate, he couldn't defeat this opponent and could only hold him off temporarily.

"Hahahahaha!"

Lin Shuyou fought while laughing heartily, especially as Brother Xiao Yuan had told him through the Red Line that there was no rush to end the fight and that he could play a bit longer.

This was indeed a rare opportunity. Who knew when he would encounter such a relaxed situation with such suitable mechanism stakes again?

As the fight went on, Lin Shuyou even tried to blend the states of the True Monarch and Ghost General.

He initially didn't plan to play such a big game, but the child told him that this "White Impermanence" before him was just about this strong, with no capability for a sudden breakthrough beyond this scope, which emboldened Ah You to try boldly.

"Infinite Heavenly Venerable!"

From an inclined rear building, a Taoist wielding a Peach Wood Sword leaped out, gracefully descending.

The moment his soles touched the ground, the tip of his sword pointed directly at Li Zhiyuan, his form swift as a rainbow, rushing with speed.

Daoist: "Evil spirit, taste my Flowing Cloud Sword Qi!"

Tan Wenbin: "Ox-nose, the evil spirit is right here!"

When the Daoist appeared, Tan Wenbin also moved, landing directly between the Daoist and Brother Xiao Yuan. While descending, he even removed the Zhao Yanglin facial skin from his face, fearing it might get damaged.

His true form being revealed meant that the originally established situation was completely rewritten, marking a team being completely ensnared in a trap.

The Daoist's expression froze, looking incredulously at Tan Wenbin.

Fighting with Lin Shuyou, White Impermanence let out a mournful cry from his throat.

The woman, whose soul consciousness was being drawn by the "evil book," showed a hint of relief in her eyes.

"You guys... are really ruthless..."

The implication being, they had already secured their identity yet still dared to strike proactively, to eliminate other competitors.

Generally speaking, if signs of other teams' activities were detected, the first instinct would be to hide oneself well.

Those bold enough to trouble other teams had to either be fools or have absolute confidence and strength.

As Zou Jiang progressed, fools were hardly seen, so it could only be the latter.

Li Zhiyuan: "You got it wrong, who made the first move on whom in the end?"

Looking at it straight, it's actually the woman's team that made the first move against his side.

Although, Li Zhiyuan indeed engaged in precise fishing, but the play itself was willing participants taking the bait.

"Aren't you... worried... that this wave... can't be completed... early on... cannibalizing each other..."

"You're the one trying to kill me."

Li Zhiyuan corrected again.

Of course, from the opponent's perspective, this wasn't entirely incorrect, and she wasn't being unreasonably stubborn.

If Li Zhiyuan was willing to disclose he was also a disguised identity, the woman's side likely wouldn't have forcibly acted and would have tried reaching for other rooms, provided they weren't already aware those rooms had been replaced.

Considering the overall objective of completing this wave, if everyone fought excessively before entering Zhao Family Mountain's old residence, it could very likely result in the final goal of this wave being unattainable, causing everyone to lose.

"You are... so... confident..."

"When I chose this wave, I never thought I'd have any help."

The woman's eyes quivered. From the boy's previous words, one term caught her clearly, and that was: choice.

If earlier, it was due to being outclassed in skills and suppressed by the boy's power,

Now, the woman finally felt a sense of despair.

Vaguely, she seemed to perceive that the Jiang she and the boy in front were traversing... might not be the same.

Tan Wenbin twitched his lips, then rubbed them with his hand and said, "Still, it's more comfortable wearing my own face. It seems I wasn't meant to be a lord."

Daoist: "Courting death!"

The sword's edge thrust out quickly, shimmering like light rippling over a pool's surface.

Tan Wenbin's body emitted Blood Qi. As the Blood Ape Power was unleashed, his senses were heightened to their peak, and the swift Sword Qi appeared to be slowed down in his eyes, while his ears attentively listened to the steps of his opponent.

One persisted in thrusting, while the other continuously evaded.

When a round of exchanges concluded, and the Daoist had to retreat to catch his breath, Tan Wenbin still stood in his place.

Yet, there was a diagonal wound on his chest, scraped by the sword's edge.

Sensory-wise, he was fast enough, but the movement technique analysis and response strategies in his mind lagged a bit, earning him a slight setback.

Tan Wenbin was aware that every other setup was fine, he himself was the one holding back.