Fairy, Don't Be Afraid, I Am Blind-Chapter 50 - 43: Wu Cheng in Battle

Seeing Wu Cheng’s current sword, those who were previously defeated by him were astonished. They realized that the seemingly invincible strike in their eyes was far from Wu Cheng’s limits. At this moment, they all believed that You Su’s defeat was inevitable.

But how could You Su be defeated so easily? The two swords clanged against each other. You Su was pushed back by the blow, retreating a meter on the ground, with a clear drag mark left by his shoes. Even his right hand holding the sword trembled from the sword’s might.

You Su was not panicked. He clearly understood that this kind of swordsmanship, which seeks a powerful strike, has a major flaw: a long period of vulnerability after the strike. So You Su immediately released his right hand, turned his body, and caught the falling Mo Song Sword with his left hand, thrusting it towards Wu Cheng’s chest. 𝐟𝗿𝐞𝚎𝚠𝐞𝚋𝕟𝐨𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝕔𝕠𝚖

This move was undoubtedly risky; any slight miscalculation of the opponent’s sword trajectory could result in being directly cut by the opponent.

Wu Cheng was also shocked by You Su’s move. It was easy to attack, but hard to defend; at this moment, it was too difficult for him to block You Su. He immediately chanted a spell, pinching an Earthquake Qi Spell to slow down You Su’s sword momentum.

You Su felt the Mo Song Sword being obstructed and did not resist forcefully. He withdrew his left hand and turned to kick at Wu Cheng’s face. Though You Su didn’t learn leg techniques, this kick was formidable because he used the Iron Transformation Skill learned from the Five Elements Magic Selection, instantly tightening the Profound Qi in his right leg, making it as hard as steel.

Wu Cheng didn’t expect You Su to know magical skills. He thought You Su was just a pure sword cultivator. In surprise, he didn’t have time to think of a better way to counter, so he could only retract his hand to block with his elbow, taking the kick head-on.

After the kick, Wu Cheng was sent flying several meters. People compared the distance each of them was forced to move and were secretly amazed that You Su slightly had the upper hand.

Seeing the two fighting as if staking their lives, Mr. Liou looked worriedly and said, "Mr. Gu, this..."

Gu Yao smiled calmly and replied casually, "No worries, I have it under control."

No enemy would stop when you’ve had enough; what Gu Yao admired was this kind of man with courage, capable of taking on the cultivator’s responsibility to cleanse a turbid world. Although there were solitary beings on Human God Mountain, at least Gu Yao wouldn’t respect them.

Gu Yao withdrew his thoughts, continuing to attentively watch the battle in the field.

Wu Cheng patted the sleeve that had been kicked, his expression becoming serious. You Su was a disciple of the Mandarin Duck Sword Sect. Wu Cheng originally intended to defeat You Su in the sword dao that he excelled in, to make You Su completely submit. However, he didn’t expect You Su to not be confined to that at all; his overconfidence nearly led to a big mistake. Now, he didn’t intend to hold back anymore, holding the sword with his right hand and pinching a spell with his left. This was his strongest stance.

You Su felt the pressure emanating from Wu Cheng and slightly bent forward, like a delicate willow in the wind, swaying with the breeze, but no matter the fierce winds and heavy rain, it couldn’t be broken.

In just the next moment, the two charged at each other, their swords clashing repeatedly with clanging sounds.

It seemed evenly matched, but those with keen observation could see that You Su was subtly suppressing him. You Su’s sword moves did not aim for immediate victory, but rather seemed to stick to Wu Cheng’s sword, making Wu Cheng constantly respond to You Su’s endless offensive with no room to chant spells.

Gu Yao’s eyes flickered, recognizing that this blind person’s sword dao attainments were certainly not shallow, and his application of swordsmanship was very adept, seasoned in a way that didn’t seem like a young person at all. Thinking of the Lotus Sword Venerable he met last night, he couldn’t help but speculate on her relationship with You Su.

As for Lotus Sword Venerable, she was considered a leading figure among the female sword cultivators of the Five Continents. With her self-created Lotus Swordsmanship, she forcibly carved out a mountain with thirteen peaks within the realm of the Profound Sky Sect, becoming the Thirteenth Elder of the Profound Sky Sect, a true female Sword Immortal. She had been famous for a hundred years and only took one female disciple. After disappearing for eight years, she reappeared just to ask him to protect a young man, probably because she saw the young man’s talent in the sword dao and wanted to make him her second disciple.

Thinking of this, Gu Yao decided something in his heart.

Looking back at the venue, the two were still entangled, but Wu Cheng was evidently losing ground, turning from stalemate to retreat. He thought his swordsmanship superb, yet it was no match for You Su’s understanding of the sword.

You Su, since childhood, practiced tens of thousands of times every day, never relaxing due to his gifted talent, aiming for the ability of water dripping to penetrate stone, which is not something just anyone can easily achieve.

One sword was once again deflected, and Wu Cheng completely failed to keep pace with You Su’s sword rhythm, exposing a significant flaw. You Su perceived it keenly, waiting for such an opportunity for ages, and immediately thrust his sword.

Who knew that this was a flaw Wu Cheng intentionally revealed because he was mentally prepared. Wu Cheng managed to shift his body just enough to only have his waist grazed by the Mo Song Sword, exchanging the injury for precious spell time. A fire dragon spewed from his palm, forcing You Su, wary of the fire’s might, to pull away, his black robe charred with a few scorching holes.

Qi Daodong, seeing Wu Cheng bleed, frowned and initially wanted to stop this increasingly fierce contest, but didn’t believe his proud disciple would lose, so he restrained himself and did not rise from his seat.

You Su’s heart sank, now doubly cautious of Wu Cheng, whose strength far exceeded his expectations. The power within that blaze surpassed the skills he only practiced for a few days. Wu Cheng evidently excelled in magical skills, so You Su immediately raised his sword to attack again, not wanting to give him any breathing space.

Wu Cheng didn’t mind the bleeding at his waist. He unexpectedly discarded his sword, flipping his hands to begin chanting. Gu Yao, witnessing Wu Cheng’s hand actions, almost stood up in shock, because he realized Wu Cheng’s hands were not performing the same spell!

He intended to unleash two skills simultaneously through one chant!

Gu Yao didn’t expect Wu Cheng to actually possess an extremely rare innate dao body—the Speech Dao Body!

This dao body was naturally extremely sensitive to sound, especially suitable for cultivating magical skills! Only those with this dao body could cast two spells simultaneously. Historically, there was even one Speech Dao Body individual who could simultaneously unleash five spells! Wu Cheng, even at the Lower Spirit Platform Realm, could already cast two at once; his future was unimaginable!

Looking at the two in the arena, Gu Yao sighed that this small Chuyun City unexpectedly nurtured two promising talents hidden so deeply!

Even Mr. Liou had a face full of amazement, only Wu Cheng’s master Qi Daodong was confident, believing victory was certain in this battle.

You Su’s sword gleam had already arrived, but Wu Cheng remained unflinching. His lips halted suddenly, and his hands merged abruptly! A tangible shackle instantly clamped onto You Su’s legs, pulling his swift form to a halt. Although You Su tried forcefully to break free by stomping, the shackle was accompanied by a rapid electric surge, making him feel paralyzed and powerless.

Wu Cheng, seemingly exhausted after casting, breathed heavily, looking proudly at the immobilized You Su. He struggled to form another spell, the previous fire dragon coiling in his hand once more.

"You Su, concede." His tone was haughty.

You Su had never encountered such a body-binding skill, even Ling Zhenren of the Condensed Water Realm’s Immobilization Skill wasn’t as troublesome, making him feel trapped and immobilized.

Everyone seeing this scene thought this fierce battle had finally settled.

But You Su didn’t give up struggling!

The cold sword hummed lightly, seemingly more unyielding than You Su. You Su felt the weight from the sword hilt, hearing only Master’s words repeatedly in his mind, "Believe in the sword you have swung countless times."

You Su looked up, his hollow pupils bursting with a penetrating gaze. He gently twisted the sword’s edge, using the Wind-Riding Ladder Skill to leap high despite bleeding raw legs being pulled. This descending sword was like divine retribution! Beneath the clear sky, it felt like witnessing a thunderstorm!

Everyone on-site seemed entranced by this sword, forgetting to breathe.

Gu Yao, directly standing up in shock, rushed into the arena to save Wu Cheng, cursing inwardly: Damn, you already understood Sword Intent at eighteen! Do you want to be a Sword God!

Wu Cheng stood dazed on the spot, unable to evade You Su’s sword edge but not fearful; instead, he laughed, utterly satisfied:

"I concede."