[Dust-Clearing Willow]

This time, it was Gu Chu who initiated the attack. His speed was the same as before. As he himself had said, he wasn't using any of his unconventional powers.

Fu Hua stood her ground firmly. It wasn't until Gu Chu's attack arrived that her figure was lightly "blown" away by the force of his punch.

Just like the wind swaying a curtain or a willow branch, Gu Chu's punch was casually dodged.

At the same time, Gu Chu's gaze also caught the soft sword that was also "floating" over. It had no killing power, and perhaps an ordinary person wouldn't even have noticed its existence.

But Gu Chu retracted his hand and took several steps back cautiously.

It was best not to... with this kind of attack that he couldn't understand.

"What!" Gu Chu, who was retreating, was suddenly stunned. He didn't know why that sword was actually floating along with his steps!

No, it was Fu Hua! It was that strange footwork she had used to dodge his attack before!

Gu Chu's retreating speed suddenly increased, but the soft sword still managed to cut a slit in his clothes.

Fu Hua didn't pursue. A light willow in the wind wasn't good at chasing. The pursuit just now was just an attempt to catch a moment of his carelessness.

Gu Chu was silent for a moment, then a smile appeared on his lips.

"That's more like it..." he muttered to himself. Then, he took a deep breath and charged forward again, his consecutive punches all aimed at the hand Fu Hua was wielding the soft sword with.

Since the only thing I can't understand is the trajectory of that sword, then I just need to restrain that soft sword!

Fu Hua dodged several times in a row, and finally, when she couldn't dodge anymore, she raised her weapon to try and block.

A soft sword for defense? Gu Chu frowned.

How do you defend with a soft sword?

Gu Chu didn't know what Fu Hua was trying to do by raising her sword, but with such a good opportunity in front of him, even though he knew there might be some trick, he still punched forward without any reservation.

The moment the fist made contact with the sword, the soft sword in Fu Hua's hand bent deeply, just as Gu Chu and Fu Hua had expected. Just as it was about to hit Fu Hua's body, the tip of the soft sword suddenly let out a sharp sonic boom.

The tip of the soft sword, like the head of a poisonous snake, twisted and bit into Gu Chu's arm. The sharp tip pierced through his sleeve without any hindrance, and a shower of sparks burst from his arm.

Both of their expressions changed. Just like before, one was shocked by the other's body, and the other was shocked by the other's technique.

Gu Chu retreated again. This time, he didn't look down at his arm until he had retreated to a safe distance.

There was only a tiny wound there. The small sonic boom had only sounded intimidating to him; in reality, it had barely broken his skin.

But if this sword had landed on a normal person... perhaps their entire hand would have been pierced through? And this position was a specially chosen acupuncture point...

"I see, so that was your plan..." Gu Chu put this hand behind his back, indicating that it was now useless. "A soft sword indeed cannot be used for defense, but it can be used to attack in place of defense.

"That sword is like a whip. As long as I hit it, it will gain an initial swing speed, and then erupt with astonishing power at the tip. No matter how fast my attack speed is, it can make the most timely response, because this is my attack."

"And because I was attacking at that time, the only outcome would be to have my hand disabled by your sword before I could complete my attack, or to withdraw in time and actively give up this attack..."

"No wonder this sword is called [Dust-Clearing Willow]. Its opponent is like dancing alone among willow branches. Every attack that hits a willow branch will be returned twofold by the tip of the branch..."

To subdue the enemy without fighting... If you don't attack, you can't defeat me. And once you attack, please be prepared to bear double the consequences.

Although the method of breaking it was also simple—a long weapon would be a massacre against such a move—for Gu Chu, who was not good at using weapons, this was truly an insurmountable chasm.

At least, that was the case for the past him.

With one hand behind his back, Gu Chu chose to charge forward again, swinging with his remaining hand.

Fu Hua also slashed out with her sword. Even though it wasn't for defense, the moment the attacks collided, the familiar screech appeared again. The tip of the sword turned a corner and stabbed towards the arm Gu Chu was swinging with.

A sudden force came from Gu Chu's hand, violently shaking the body of the [Dust-Clearing Willow] away. Gu Chu continued forward, his full-powered punch already heading straight for Fu Hua's head.

Fu Hua, however, calmly flicked her wrist slightly. The [Dust-Clearing Willow], which had already deviated from its path, suddenly bent in a huge arc and lunged at Gu Chu's temple from the side.

In the end, the flick of the wrist was a little faster. The moment the tip of the sword touched Gu Chu's temple, his charging figure suddenly stopped.

He seemed to resign himself to his fate and retracted his hand, casually flicking the [Dust-Clearing Willow], which had only pierced his skin, away from his temple.

The sword, which had been bent almost in half, instantly straightened again. The rebound force made Fu Hua's arm, which had been exhausted from overexertion, tremble.

That last strike... she had used all her strength... Fu Hua put away her sword and looked at Gu Chu's temple, which had no marks left on it, in silence.

"Congratulations, I lost!" Gu Chu, who had retreated to a safe distance, sat down without any grace. He smiled brightly at Fu Hua. His attitude hadn't improved much, but it had changed a little.

"Who is more powerful, you or this sword? You made me helpless in just three rounds." The way Gu Chu looked at the swords behind Fu Hua was so fiery that it made one feel ashamed.

There were still six swords... no, excluding Madman Ma, there were at least five more swords he could experience. Maybe she could really defeat him seven times?

Wouldn't that be the best?! To be so thoroughly convinced of his defeat seven times, Gu Chu couldn't even imagine how great that would be!

"I'll give you an hour to rest. We'll get ready for the next round right away," Gu Chu said to Fu Hua, then ignored her and raised his hand, freezing there, doing who knows what.

Fu Hua didn't refuse. She sat down unceremoniously and began to meditate to recover all the energy she had just consumed, even though she only needed a few minutes to recover from the few moves they had just exchanged.

But who would complain about having too much time?

An hour later, Fu Hua opened her eyes on time and saw Gu Chu's raised hand suddenly whip, and a layer of white mist erupted from his fingertips.

It was the ultimate technique of [Dust-Clearing Willow].

Fu Hua sighed softly, stood up, and drew the second sword.