System: I Can Open Martial Arts Chests-Chapter 61: Fallen Into a Trap

Torrential rain poured from the sky, while fierce battles raged on the ground.

Chu Tian, clad in white, was surrounded by a green aura. His continuous palm momentum swirled the rain in all directions.

The three top experts of the Valley of Myriad Nights became more perturbed the longer they fought.

They had escaped from the Luoyu Hall siege, intending to reach the Treasure Pavilion first.

Initially, they were held back by Chu Tian alone, thinking he overestimated himself.

But unexpectedly, he actually held them back with his own strength.

Although Chu Tian was young and his inner power skills weren’t as profound as their decades of power.

If they had a bit more time, Chu Tian would be doomed...

But now, time was of the essence.

They had merely broken through the siege, not killed their opponents before arriving.

Any further delay, and the pursuing soldiers would catch up before they could kill Chu Tian.

Then all would be lost.

"We must obtain the Cyan Night Sword before they arrive!

"Once we escape Celestial Dance City, it will be a great success."

The three shared the same thought, and their attacks became even more ruthless.

At this moment, a voice rang out.

"Shameless!

"The esteemed Second Elder, Third Elder of the Valley of Myriad Nights, and the Jade-faced Scholar ganging up on my Chu Family big brother alone.

"Do you think Celestial Dance City has no one to challenge you?"

Wu Qianhuan’s voice pierced through the curtain of rain.

The three exchanged glances, revealing their thoughts developed after decades of cooperation.

Suddenly, Fang Wenxiu roared, raising his saber high. The saber light tore the night wind, breaking the rain into tiny beads scattered all around.

Li Yulong wielded the Jade Flute, but it was laden with sword momentum.

Hidden within the sword momentum was the sound skill, capable of unsettling opponents’ minds.

As he raised the Jade Flute, a sword qi laced with sound waves burst through the rain curtain.

Simultaneously, Fang Wenxiu’s saber light descended from the sky.

Both attacks headed toward Chu Tian.

Chu Tian turned his body, stepping back twice, both hands twisting in the void, revealing two massive palm seals in the storm.

BOOM BOOM BOOM!!!!

Three tremendous forces descended with a crash.

Palm wind, sword qi, and saber light scattered, flying away.

The surrounding ground was lifted, stones flying, explosions echoing.

At the same time, a bright moon rose high.

The sword like the moon, qi like a wheel, casting cold light everywhere.

BZZZ BZZZ BZZZ!

Relentless sword qi poured out, rushing toward Fang Wenxiu and Li Yulong.

But at that moment, the two figures suddenly shifted positions.

Fang Wenxiu and Li Yulong exchanged places, the Moonlight as a Sword intended for their vulnerable spots.

Now, this change in position made it a direct confrontation.

Fang Wenxiu wielded the saber while Li Yulong formed a circle with the Jade Flute.

In a blink, the sound of clashing emerged continuously... 𝐟𝗿𝐞𝚎𝚠𝐞𝚋𝕟𝐨𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝕔𝕠𝚖

At that very moment, a figure leapt into the air.

It was Hu Xiufang, the Second Elder of the Valley of Myriad Nights. In mid-air, she descended with a leg aimed at Wu Qianhuan’s vital chest and abdomen.

This was the plan the three had formed through their exchanged glances.

Chu Tian, with his martial arts prowess, could single-handedly hold them in place, preventing their advance.

If Wu Qianhuan joined forces with him, tonight’s endeavor would come to an end.

Thus, preventing their union and reversing the situation beforehand was crucial.

The Celestial Dance City miss was the best leverage.

However, this miss had been taught the Xiaoyue Cold Sword Technique by Master Yetan, making her no easy target.

Capturing her wouldn’t be simple, but...

Therefore, Fang Wenxiu and Li Yulong each showcased their secret techniques, posturing as if they intended to kill Chu Tian.

In truth, their techniques reserved power, and their positions were tactically chosen to cover each other.

The plan was to deceive Wu Qianhuan into delivering a killing blow, leaving her vulnerable to Hu Xiufang’s ambush.

With her status as the Second Elder of the Valley of Myriad Nights, ambushing a distracted junior was a certain victory.

Once Wu Qianhuan was captured, the tide would change, and profits would turn.

In martial world duels, besides martial arts, the most important aspect was cunning and calculation.

Hu Xiufang’s kick was destined to succeed. She didn’t worry about Wu Qianhuan retracting her move; with her inner breath fully utilized, such retraction would result in backlash, making capture easier...

But then, she suddenly realized Wu Qianhuan seemed indifferent to her approach.

Instead, a faint smile appeared at her lips...

Something was wrong!

Hu Xiufang’s alarm bells tolled, but it was too late, the arrow had left the string.

Still puzzled about the source of the problem, she felt something invade her body.

As if it entered from one side and exited the other. A tremendous force accompanied by the loud hum of a sword entered her ears.

Turning her head, she saw a black-clad figure, face hidden by a white mask, barely an arm’s reach away.

Looking down again, a sword was unmistakably piercing her...

But in the next moment, Hu Xiufang’s eyes gleamed:

"Cyan Night Sword..."

Instinctively reaching out, but her body already fell with a thud, and darkness enveloped her senses.

All this, though laborious in description, occurred within the blink of an eye.

Hu Xiufang herself remained oblivious to how these events transpired.

Yet, not far away, Li Yulong and Fang Wenxiu witnessed clearly.

At the moment Hu Xiufang ambushed Wu Qianhuan, the masked swordsman intervened from mid-air, intercepting Hu Xiufang like a fish caught in a net.

Too fast!

Everything happened too quickly.

So fast that even warning Hu Xiufang came too late.

"Second Elder, be careful!!"

"Villain, how dare you!!"

The two voices belatedly reached their pitch.

Chu Tian sneered:

"Gentlemen, beware."

Instantly, both felt hair raising on their bodies...

They believed once Hu Xiufang captured Wu Qianhuan, Chu Tian would hold back, thus ending the confrontation.

But unexpectedly, the swordsman intervened, shattering their plans.

Now, they stood with their backs to Chu Tian, and...

The thought left unresolved, before they could turn, they felt tremendous power strike their back centers.

The two were sent flying.

Meanwhile, Chu Qing swiftly turned, oblivious to Hu Xiufang’s condition on the ground, moved quickly, wielded the sword.

In an instant, Chu Qing pierced through Fang Wenxiu’s throat.

The world seemed to freeze as Chu Qing drew the sword from Fang Wenxiu’s throat, moved again, her sword pierced Li Yulong’s heart.

Thus, the world’s speed seemed to return to normal.

Everyone present, including Chu Tian, had only seen Chu Qing’s continuous flickering form, the sword piercing vital spots each time she appeared.

Once she stood firm, Fang Wenxiu clutched his throat, while Li Yulong clutched his heart, both slowly collapsing.

Li Yulong’s eyes lost focus, murmuring:

"Such fast... sword."