Chapter 419: Zhou Yu Appears

More and more heroes entered the valley, but they could no longer understand what was going on. After two players intervened, they had no idea what was happening and could only watch quietly as the situation unfolded.
“Zhi Ruo! Kill him with one sword!!”
At Ding Minjun’s reminder, Master Extinction’s expression changed, and she shouted loudly.
Zhou Zhi Ruo stopped, holding the Yi Tian Sword, her face pale. She hesitated, looking at the innocent and young Zhang Wuji, then at her strict master, filled with doubt.
Zhang Wuji’s mercy toward her made her extremely uneasy. She feared her master would misunderstand their relationship and that martial artists would see her as a traitor to Emei.
“What are you waiting for? Hurry! Kill him!!”
Zhou Zhi Ruo thrust her sword forward…
Zhang Wuji was pierced in the right chest.
Zhang Wuji, whom even the leaders of the six major sects and the Ming Sect had never defeated, was struck in the right chest by a weak woman with ordinary martial skills—Zhou Zhi Ruo.
The six major sects and the Ming Sect were deeply shaken.
Master Extinction sneered, “As expected.” Seeing her disciple return in a daze, she softly said, “Good disciple,” then turned to the Wudang Sect, “Hero Song, now that the five major sects have been defeated by this young man, only Wudang has not sent anyone. The fate of the Demon Sect now depends on Wudang’s decision!”
“…”
Song Yuanqiao frowned, looking at Zhang Wuji, who was severely wounded, feeling distressed.
Zhang Wuji, though wounded by Zhou Zhi Ruo and filled with grief and anger, did not retreat. He shouted at the Wudang Sect, “Wudang Sect, will you still send someone?”
As soon as he spoke, a young man rushed out from the Wudang camp, his eyes filled with resentment as he stared at Zhang Wuji. “I’ll do it!”
It was Song Qingshu from Wudang.
Seeing Zhang Wuji’s kindness toward Zhou Zhi Ruo and how Zhou Zhi Ruo had only attacked him after repeated urging from Master Extinction, she burned with jealousy. Now that Zhang Wuji was seriously injured, she couldn’t hold back any longer and stepped forward to eliminate this future rival.
“A defeated foe, how dare you show up?!”
Mei Ying, a disciple of the Ancient Tomb Sect, blocked Song Qingshu’s path.
The players from the six major sects, seeing someone step forward to help Zhang Wuji, were filled with envy. Especially after learning Mei Ying’s identity, they realized there would likely be another powerful woman in the martial world from now on!
Among the crowd, Meng Yun was the most furious.

On the rankings list, the greatest threat to her was no longer Mo Feng, but the newly rising “Shadow.” If “Shadow” managed to win Zhang Wuji’s favor and protect him from this peril, then… even if they couldn’t learn the Qiankun Da Nuoyi, the Ming Sect would still offer substantial rewards to help “Shadow” greatly enhance his strength.
“Wait!”
After much deliberation, Meng Yun also rushed out from the crowd: “You’re not a disciple of the Ming Sect. What do you have to do with their affairs? If you want to fight, I’ll take on you.” Dressed in golden horns and silver gauze, moving gracefully like a lotus, she stepped forward from among the six major sects, instantly attracting countless gazes.
“So it’s Meng Yun, the leader of the First-Class Hall. I’ve long heard of you.”
At a glance at her attire, “Shadow” immediately understood her intentions and sighed inwardly.
Just then, Zhang Wuji learned from Song Qingshu that she was taking her anger out on him because of Zhou Zhiruo. Filled with rage, he declared firmly, “Don’t worry, young lady. Song Qingshu can’t stump me… Let’s fight!”
Song Qingshu quickly stepped forward, her long sword slicing through the air—her first move was a lethal strike, aimed at taking Zhang Wuji’s life.
However, all the players present knew that even if severely injured, there was still an insurmountable gap between Song Qingshu and Zhang Wuji…
Zhang Wuji, who had mastered the seventh level of Qiankun Da Nuoyi, sat cross-legged and fought with one hand, turning the tangible into the intangible, making it impossible for Song Qingshu’s sword strikes to reach him.
In a fit of anger, Song Qingshu finally used Wudang’s secret lethal technique, amid Song Yuanqiao’s shocked cries! With a flash of sword energy, she moved like lightning, rushing up to Zhang Wuji in an instant…
Unperturbed, Zhang Wuji grasped one end of Song Qingshu’s sword with his two fingers. With a twist, the sword let out a mournful cry as it broke, and Song Qingshu was also injured by Zhang Wuji’s flying sword.
“Is there anyone else from Wudang who wants to fight?”
Zhang Wuji, like an invincible war god, remained calm even as blood gushed from his chest, gritting his teeth and persevering.
All six major sects were deeply moved.
“Wudang has given it its all. It seems the Ming Sect’s fate has not yet run out. I can only do nothing. Today, I’ll take my disciples and junior brothers back to our sect to focus on practicing the Taiji Sword Technique. We’ll return someday…”
“No need!”
Suddenly, someone in the crowd interrupted Song Yuanqiao’s words: “Although the six major sects are the leaders this time, the martial artists from all over the jianghu have not agreed to this!” The voice was cold and sharp, causing everyone present to frown.
A face that looked like it deserved a beating, dressed in brocade robes, wearing a hero’s headband—fine, but to wave a paper fan in front of the masters of the six major sects and the Ming Sect, acting all tough…

Happy felt an overwhelming urge to pull this guy’s face off at first sight. One after another, several people emerged from the crowd… Standing together with the fan-wielding player, a total of five of them faced Zhang Wuji, sneering nonstop: “The Five Immortals of Sword Pond always move as one. Today, we’re going to meet you, Zeng A’niu!” With that, they drew their respective weapons—bows and arrows, flying knives, hidden weapons, and even mechanical traps. Happy shook his head in disbelief. How shameless! It was truly disgraceful to be in the same faction as such people. Among the crowd, many players gritted their teeth, but they had to admit that these five could indeed pose a threat to Zhang Wuji. After being severely wounded, Zhang Wuji’s strength had greatly declined, and his wounds had reopened after a single fight, leaving him unable to hold out much longer. With hidden weapons, there was a real chance they could kill him. Whoosh! Whoosh whoosh! In an instant, arrows, flying knives, and various hidden weapons were fired at Zhang Wuji from different directions. Suddenly, several figures rushed out from among the Ming Sect disciples, moving swiftly to block each of these weapons and arrows in midair, standing in front of Zhang Wuji. “The Five Immortals of Sword Pond… All I see are five shameless scoundrels.” The man in white silk raised a hand, and a long spear effortlessly landed in his grasp as he stared down at the five opponents with imposing dignity. “Zhou Yu? Zhou Yu, one of the top fighters on the Dragon List?” Upon receiving the system’s feedback, the Five Immortals’ expressions turned extremely ugly. “Why aren’t you dressed like a Ming Sect disciple?” “Because I’m originally from the Ming Sect. Now, I’m one of the leaders of the Fengyang branch…” Zhou Yu lost his smile. “Stop talking nonsense and die!” In the crowd, many players frowned deeply. What was supposed to be a normal quest had seemingly turned into a fight among players just as more and more players showed up. That seemed a bit strange. Ding! At that moment, all the players present heard the system’s notification sound…