Chapter 170 - 99: I, Zhao Ci, Am Going to Beat Everyone Present to Death Today

Chapter 170: Chapter 99: I, Zhao Ci, Am Going to Beat Everyone Present to Death Today

Therefore, under normal circumstances, the corpses controlled by the Tan Clan were either people they had killed themselves or criminals purchased from the Official Prison.

They just never thought...

A series of sharp intakes of breath swept through the crowd.

"Tan Yu can control three corpses at once, and he’s so young?"

"Among his peers in the Tan Clan, being able to freely control one corpse is already considered a sign of great potential. But three..."

"The last time I saw Tan Yu fight, it looked like he only controlled one. I never thought he was hiding his true strength."

"Tan Yu’s Swordsmanship is quite good. Normally, just using the Chained Corpse would be more than enough. This... can only mean he truly respects the Tenth Prince!"

"If the Tenth Prince crashes and burns in his very first match, wouldn’t fighting him afterward be like kicking a man when he’s down?"

"Exactly..."

All three corpses were clearly of high quality. It felt like Tan Yu was bullying him.

Zhao Ci was also a bit surprised. "Brother Tan, you really rate me highly, don’t you!"

Tan Yu smiled faintly. "I previously visited General Xiang with Zenan. The general said that Your Highness is a prodigy of the younger generation, so I dare not be careless."

"Oh..."

It was then that Zhao Ci realized his older cousin, Xiang Zeren, was in the same unit as this Tan Yu. They both belonged to Prince Lie’s Mansion, in a squad composed entirely of decorated veterans.

Damn it!

’So we’re acquaintances!’

’And a goddamn acquaintance is trying to kick me while I’m down?’

He immediately brandished his longspear. "Have a taste of my spear!"

With that, he leveled his spear and charged.

Tan Yu froze for a second, not quite understanding why Zhao Ci had suddenly become so angry. But his reaction was swift; the energy in his acupoints flared, and the three corpses charged at Zhao Ci.

The hulking, hammer-wielding corpse, weighing at least two hundred pounds, met Zhao Ci’s charge head-on.

The Chained Corpse followed close behind, its chains sliding down its arms and vibrating with a strange rhythm, like a python ready to ensnare its prey.

The dwarf moved fastest of all, its afterimage a curving blur as it circled around behind Zhao Ci.

"Whoa!"

Everyone present was shocked. They hadn’t expected Tan Yu’s counterattack to be so terrifying.

The brute-force hammer corpse for a frontal assault, the crowd-controlling Chained Corpse looking for an opening to bind him, and the dwarf assassin striking for his vitals.

In the blink of an eye, Tan Yu had demonstrated such an incredible degree of control over his corpses.

The Tan Clan probably hadn’t produced such a monstrous talent in decades.

In the blink of an eye, the hundred-plus-pound hammer was already crashing down on Zhao Ci, while the chains from the lanky corpse sealed off all his escape routes.

The dwarf assassin also leaped high into the air.

Tan Yu smiled faintly. ’In the end, the Tenth Prince was too careless,’ he thought. ’He walked right into my trap.’

’The match is decided!’

The True Qi in his acupoints suddenly surged, and the three corpses accelerated by another thirty percent.

’Time to end this.’

But in the next instant...

His smile froze on his face.

CLANG!

The two heavy weapons slammed into each other with tremendous force. The resulting boom was so loud it made the onlookers’ heads spin.

The massive hammer and the longspear had met in a direct, unadorned clash of force.

And the result was...

The massive hammer was sent flying.

The crowd was dumbfounded. That hammer had to weigh at least a hundred pounds, right?

How could...

A heavy weapon like a hammer get sent flying by a medium-weight weapon like a longspear?

Did the laws of physics even apply anymore?

Tan Yu’s pupils shrank. He stared at Zhao Ci in disbelief, his face suddenly turning pale.

’Th-this... How is this possible?’

He controlled the corpses by creating a True Qi resonance within his acupoints. Normally, any damage the corpses sustained would barely affect his own body, but this time...

The resonant feedback of that force nearly burst his acupoints.

’How can his strength be so terrifying?’

But Zhao Ci’s shock and awe campaign was far from over.

After sending the hammer flying, the longspear barely lost any momentum before sweeping toward the dwarf.

’If that sweep connects, won’t it be instantly turned into a cloud of blood mist?’

Startled, Tan Yu hastily commanded the dwarf to somersault in mid-air. It dodged the sweep by a hair’s breadth, landing on Zhao Ci’s arm and rolling off his side.

Without a moment’s hesitation, Tan Yu seized the opportunity. At almost the same instant, the chains from the lanky corpse coiled around Zhao Ci’s arm and longspear.

The moment the chains bound him, the dwarf, having just landed, scurried over like a rat. Dagger in hand, it started to climb up Zhao Ci’s leg, heading for his neck.

GASP...

Gasps echoed through the crowd again. They hadn’t expected Tan Yu’s deadly trap to be so terrifying. The moment Zhao Ci broke one part of the assault, the next follow-up attacks came one after another.

With Zhao Ci bound like this, there was probably no escaping getting his throat slit, right?

Fortunately, this was only a spar. The dagger in the dwarf’s hand was unsharpened and merely coated with paint.

If the paint touched Zhao Ci’s neck, the match would be officially over.

He wouldn’t actually be injured or killed.

However, despite being bound by the iron chains, Zhao Ci’s movements didn’t pause in the slightest. Instead, he used the chains to his advantage, yanking on the lanky corpse’s arm with immense force and flinging it through the air.

The corpse, chains and all, flew straight toward Tan Yu.

"Whoa!"

"Whoa!"

"Whoa!"

Everyone was dumbfounded. Since when could someone who was tied up be so ridiculously aggressive?

Tan Yu’s expression changed drastically as well. He never imagined Zhao Ci’s strength had reached such a terrifying level.

If he got hit by that, he’d be in for a world of hurt.

But he didn’t think he would lose. He continued to control the dwarf assassin while sidestepping the incoming projectile.

He dodged the flying corpse by the skin of his teeth.

Meanwhile, the dwarf assassin had already climbed to Zhao Ci’s waist.

His back was definitely Zhao Ci’s blind spot.

If it were anyone else, getting their throat slit would have been a certainty.

But Tan Yu felt something was off about Zhao Ci. He decided to stab straight for his lower back instead—a blow that would rob Zhao Ci of his ability to fight back and would have been fatal with a sharpened blade.

But just as the dwarf raised its hand, the True Qi in Zhao Ci’s body erupted outward.

Under the immense force of the blast, the dwarf’s arm froze mid-swing, and its body was even pushed back slightly.

In that frozen instant, a large hand shot out and grabbed the arm holding the dagger.

With a violent wrench, he threw it like a projectile weapon.

It moved so fast that it left an afterimage.

Tan Yu’s pupils shrank. "Shit!"

All his concentration was focused on controlling the dwarf.

He had just staggered to avoid the flying Chained Corpse; with his attention divided, there was no way he could dodge this human projectile.

THUD!

The ball of flesh slammed right into his lower abdomen.

Instantly, the True Qi in his Dantian was scattered, running amok through his meridians like barbarians storming a village.

He lost control and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Then he collapsed, landing hard on his rear.

And then...

Zhao Ci’s longspear was resting on his neck.

Tan Yu: "..."

The crowd of challengers: "GASP..."

Feng Kucha: o((⊙﹏⊙))o

Yang Mo: (ΩДΩ)

Zhu Li: (⊙_⊙)?

It... it was over? Just like that?

Everyone was a little dumbfounded. A moment ago, Tan Yu had shown them the terror of controlling multiple pawns at once, dazzling them with his complex maneuvers.

And in the end... Zhao Ci just shattered it all with pure brute force?

"Cough, cough!"

Tan Yu coughed up a mouthful of blood and gave a helpless smile. "Your Highness’s First-Grade Flesh Soul truly lives up to its reputation. I’ve lost!"

"What?"

"What the hell was that?"

"First-Grade Flesh Soul?"

Everyone present was completely dumbfounded.

No wonder Tan Yu went all out from the very beginning. So it was because... he has a First-Grade Flesh Soul!?

On second thought, it made sense. Only a First-Grade Flesh Soul could explain what they had just witnessed.

Zhao Ci withdrew his longspear and smiled. "Brother Tan, forcing yourself to control three corpses was a bit of a stretch. If you had only used two, I’m afraid I wouldn’t have won so easily."

As he spoke, he helped Tan Yu to his feet. "Brother Tan, get some rest. You still have to fight Brother Kucha tonight!"

Tan Yu: "..."

The crowd: "..."

After a blow like that to the Dantian, his True Qi would likely be out of control for an entire day. Forget Corpse Control, even his own personal combat strength would be reduced by ninety percent. How could he possibly continue to fight?

Then, it dawned on them.

Zhao Ci was planning to incapacitate every challenger and then force-feed their points to his allies, the "Hidden Dragon" and "Feng Chu"!

For a moment, everyone was left reeling.

Zhao Ci swept his gaze over the crowd below and let out an exaggerated laugh. "It’s so much more satisfying to fight against masters! Let’s keep going! Today, I’m determined to have a good, long spar with every single one of you."

The crowd: "..."

"I just remembered, Miss Qingque from the Celestial Fragrance Pavilion is giving birth today. I think the baby might be mine, so I’d better hurry over."

"Bullshit! It’s obviously mine! Let’s go together!"

"I think I have an appointment with Divine Doctor Xue today... he’s supposed to remove my hemorrhoids with his bare hands. I can’t be late. Your Highness, this counts as an unforeseen emergency, so let’s just cancel for today."

"Yeah, that’s right!"

The entire group stood up in unison.

But they hadn’t taken more than a few steps.

When a man holding a longspear blocked their path.

Zhao Ci flashed a menacing grin. "I’d like to see who dares to leave."

The crowd: "!!!"