"Then let's try!" Yaoyao said sternly.
"Hey!" Seeing that both sides had drawn their weapons, I quickly shouted, "Just a spar, a spar! Don't get hurt!"
"Don't worry!" Yaoyao said coldly, her gaze still fixed on Chu Qi, "I won't hurt your little master!"
"Hmph! Watch your sword!" Chu Qi flickered, and then thrust her sword forward. Her speed was astonishing, as if her feet were greased!
Yaoyao hadn't expected that this ordinary human with red energy would have such a rapid movement technique. She immediately parried with her yue, attempting to "grab" the sword through the gaps, likely to disarm her. However, Chu Qi gave Yaoyao no such opportunity. Her soft sword, like a viper's tongue, attacked with precision, stopping just short of contact. At the very moment their weapons were about to clash, Chu Qi suddenly flicked her wrist, and the soft sword darted downwards at an angle, heading straight for Yaoyao's dantian qi sea!
With just one move, I was terrified. This was no sparring match, it was clearly a fight to the death!
But Yaoyao was not outmatched. Her other yue was already prepared. She swung it down to block, her two yues held up and down in front of her. Apart from the gaps between the weapons, her defense was airtight. If Chu Qi wanted to attack, she would have to thrust her soft sword into the gaps of the yues, but that would be falling into a trap.
Chu Qi was not foolish. After failing to find an opening in two consecutive moves, she withdrew her sword again. Her body, like a piece of paper, tilted sharply to the left. With her feet as the pivot, her upper body drew an arc in the air, and suddenly attacked Yaoyao from the right!
This defied all laws of physics and biology! It was more shocking than Michael Jackson's zero-gravity dance!
No wonder they said she was the chief martial arts instructor. She truly had some skills!
Yaoyao was also surprised. Seeing the opening on her right, she didn't try to block forcefully (perhaps it was too late). She immediately sidestepped to the left, intending to evade the edge of the soft sword and then counterattack. Unexpectedly, Chu Qi stomped her left foot, and with a change of direction like a basketball player's crossover, she stuck close, as if she had predicted Yaoyao's evasion.
Caught off guard and with nowhere to escape, Yaoyao had no choice but to swing her yue to block. But who would have thought that Chu Qi, who had the advantage, would change her move again mid-action? While Yaoyao's right yue was blocking, and her left hand was swinging to maintain balance, leaving her center open, Chu Qi twisted back to the front. Her soft sword flew out of her hand like a dart, shooting towards Yaoyao's face, while she bent down and drilled towards Yaoyao's legs along the ground!
Yaoyao had no choice but to raise her hand to block the flying sword, unable to simultaneously stop Chu Qi's close-quarters attack from below. In an instant, with her head just below the lower edge of Yaoyao's yue, Chu Qi drilled to Yaoyao's front. With a clang, the soft sword was deflected, but one of Chu Qi's hands had already shot up from below, passing through the gorge between Yaoyao's two mountains, and grasped Yaoyao's throat! httpδ:/m.kuAisugg.nět
All masters know that the throat is a vital point of the human body, composed of soft cartilage. No matter how one practices the Golden Bell Shield or Iron Cloth techniques, they cannot train this area. If one's throat is grasped, a slight exertion of force can crush it. While not immediately fatal, the shattering of cartilage can pierce the esophagus, trachea, or even sever them, undoubtedly resulting in severe injury.
As a martial artist, Yaoyao naturally understood this. She immediately gave up resisting, slowly raising her hands and spreading them to the sides, dropping the yues to the ground. A drop of sweat fell from the tip of her chin onto Chu Qi's hand.
"Do you yield?" Chu Qi asked, looking up.
Yaoyao didn't answer. Chu Qi slowly released her grip and quickly leaped back five meters, standing in a safe zone.
Yaoyao, true to her word, raised her thumb and said, "Impressive! Fast and steady!"
"Do we still need to compare on punches and kicks?" Chu Qi asked with a smile.
"No need," Yaoyao sneered, "Let's go straight to the third round."
"Hmm?" Chu Qi frowned, not understanding.
Yaoyao curved her lips into a sly smile and pointed to Chu Qi's feet, "Try it, can you still move?"
Chu Qi looked down and her face turned pale. She tried to pull her feet out of some entanglement, twisting and struggling for a long time, but they remained completely still. In fact, her body even began to sink downwards!
"What kind of plant is that?" I asked Wu Zhao, who was intently watching beside me. It wasn't that Chu Qi was stuck in the asphalt, but rather entangled by plant vines that had emerged from beneath the asphalt ground. The vines were thick and tough, tightly gripping Chu Qi's feet and legs, almost reaching her waist.
"Oh? Oh, Mandragora. A very common plant in the underworld," Wu Zhao introduced.