Universe Infinite Canteen-Chapter 379: A Promise Worth a Thousand Gold

Yan Wuji had eliminated Shen Zhou, leaving only Gu Qingyi as his opponent.

According to the rules of the duel, even if a supreme expert suddenly appeared, they couldn’t join the battle mid-way, which meant that Gu Qingyi was almost certainly doomed.

Yan Wuji seemed to think so too, so he approached Gu Qingyi and said, "Surrender, and I will leave you a whole corpse."

Gu Qingyi pursed her lips, gave no answer, and then showed her stance by drawing two more cards.

Gu Qingyi had drawn Attack Cards before, but Yan Wuji was truly a renowned expert in the martial arts circles.

Apart from his powerful Vajra Break Monument Palm, his Self-Defense Martial Arts and Internal Cultivation Methods were also very strong, with almost no weak points.

The only reason he had lost any Health Points before was that he had been fighting multiple opponents, but now both the scholar and Shen Zhou were dead.

Gu Qingyi was barely managing to fend off Yan Wuji’s attacks, spending almost all her cards every turn. Relying solely on drawing cards to accumulate enough parry value to maximize the power of Peerless Iron Sword was nearly impossible.

Moreover, Gu Qingyi’s luck was running out; among the two cards she drew this time, there was one Peerless Iron Sword and one Heart Method Card, but crucially no needed Parry Card.

Gu Qingyi clenched her teeth and played a Hold Yuan Secret; now she was left with only 22 Health Points. Even though Hold Yuan Secret added 4 to her parry, her situation was still perilous.

However, after drawing his card, Yan Wuji couldn’t help but smile and burst out laughing, "Alright, now you can die too!"

But before he could deliver the final blow, another voice suddenly rang in his ear.

"Hold on!"

Yan Wuji completely ignored Ma Lu, who had spoken, and continued to try to play his card, but then another voice called out.

"My lord!"

Finally turning his head upon hearing this voice, Yan Wuji saw his wife with tears in her eyes looking at him.

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Yan Wuji’s pupils shrank sharply as he realized that unbeknownst to him, another card game had begun next door, and his wife was down to only 4 Health Points.

Even more crucially, she was holding their child in her arms, her pretty face full of panic.

Yan Wuji felt a surge of rage rush to his crown and shouted, "How dare you!"

Ma Lu touched his nose, knowing it was somewhat improper to attack someone’s wife and child, but with the rules of this Plane, this was the only way to make Yan Wuji agree to stop the fight and save Gu Qingyi.

Plus, this was a case of emergency, and even if it were on another Plane, nobody could blame him.

However, looking at Yan Wuji now, it was clear that he loathed Ma Lu deeply. If it weren’t for the fact that his wife and child were in Ma Lu’s hands, he probably would have already torn Ma Lu into thousands of pieces.

"So, Yan... brother, how about we both step back—you release Catcher Gu, and I release your family?" Ma Lu suggested.

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Yan Wuji did not answer immediately but kept staring at him. After a moment, he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and his Health Points dropped from 28 to 27.

What? Was that from anger?!

Ma Lu hadn’t expected that non-combat actions could also cause loss of Health Points, but thinking about it, it made sense. Yan Wuji had only lost 1 Health Point from anger; after all, Yang Dingtian had been literally angered to death in his time.

It was clear that even for a top-notch expert, emotional management was extremely important.

Unfortunately, Yan Wuji only spat out blood once, and didn’t continue to do so, nor did he seem about to burst. Instead, he quickly regained his composure and said, "Fine, you release the person first."

Ma Lu shook his head, "Your martial arts are superior to mine, you should release them first."

In his heart, Yan Wuji had already cursed Ma Lu a thousand times, but given the circumstances, he had no choice but to snort coldly and propose a truce first.

On the other side, Gu Qingyi accepted his request, and the battle between them soon ended. Afterward, Gu Qingyi, clutching her left arm, quickly retreated back until she reached the half statue of Buddha, creating distance between her and Yan Wuji.

However, she did not use her Qinggong to escape through the broken roof, instead, she looked worriedly at Ma Lu.

At this time, Yan Wuji was also staring at Ma Lu, saying indifferently, "I’ve done as you said, now it’s your turn."

Gu Qingyi knew that once Ma Lu released the hostage, Yan Wuji would surely strike again, and both would likely die in this ruined temple. However, Ma Lu had given his word, and people in Jianghu valued their promises like gold.

Many valued righteousness over life, preferring death to breaking their word, but given that they were facing a vile devil, a slight modification might not be unacceptable.

Gu Qingyi’s mind was in turmoil, recalling that Ma Lu could have escaped alone while Yan Wuji was busy fighting them, but he had not done so; instead, he had put himself in danger to save her.

This made Gu Qingyi feel both moved and guilty, believing she had dragged Ma Lu into this situation.

In the end, she decided not to interfere with Ma Lu’s decision, resigning herself to possibly dying together with him today.

Gu Qingyi’s thoughts were complex, yet in a flash, it all happened.

On the other side, Ma Lu had decisively chosen to stop fighting, and once Auntie Zheng agreed, the card game ended.

Almost at the same moment, Yan Wuji moved, sweeping his palm towards them.

Ma Lu was struck squarely, but before Yan Wuji’s inner strength could transfer to his chest, the two quickly separated again.

Yan Wuji moved his left leg half a step forward, knees slightly bent, right palm facing the sky, and struck with his left palm, his movements carrying the sound of wind and thunder.

Ma Lu, on the other hand, stepped forward with his right foot, toes pointing outward, knees slightly bent, twisted his waist, and with two fingers of his left hand pointed towards the sky, his right hand held the Longsword he had just picked up, tip pointing downward.

The two had just assumed their positions when another figure rushed into the fray, it was Gu Qingyi, who had previously retreated to the front of the Buddha statue.

"Brother Lu, let me lend a hand too!"

As she spoke, Gu Qingyi also assumed the initial stance she had used before.

Seeing the odds shift from one on one to two on one, Yan Wuji, far from being alarmed, was delighted and exclaimed repeatedly, "Very good, very good, you coming together saves me the trouble of killing you one by one!"

Honestly, Yan Wuji was somewhat surprised that Ma Lu had hidden his skills so deeply; based on his previous demeanor, he seemed to be an ordinary man without any martial arts skills. Because of this, Yan Wuji hadn’t paid him much attention.

His wife wasn’t much of a martial artist, but over the years, to maintain her beauty, she had learned some Breathing Techniques while accompanying him, and Yan Wuji had also taught her the Beginner Leg Technique from Vajra Temple for self-defense.

Usually, Auntie Zheng could handle a few hooligans with ease, which is why Yan Wuji hadn’t been overly concerned when Ma Lu wasn’t hit by the flying stones.

But who could have known that tonight he would capsize in the gutter? Yan Wuji was now filled with pent-up anger and planned to kill them both quickly, to vent the frustrations in his heart.