Apocalypse: I Have One More Keyword Than Others-Chapter 74 - 0 Scheme Within a Scheme (Congrats
Chapter 74: Chapter 074: Scheme Within a Scheme (Congrats Alliance Hierarch Zebra9353)_1
Chapter 74: Chapter 074: Scheme Within a Scheme (Congrats Alliance Hierarch Zebra9353)_1
Over there.
Duge, with his sharp hearing and keen eyesight, locked onto Mr. Zhao’s position the moment he spoke.
Seeing Mr. Zhao’s location, Duge frowned.
The man must have carefully studied his skills, knowing that his thrusts were mostly launched from behind and that he did not possess qinggong, hence choosing the complex-terrain tower as his hideout.
In this way, even if he could break through the encirclement, when he rushed toward the tower, Mr. Zhao could escape at leisure.
If several mechanisms had been installed in the high tower, maybe they could even have buried him—after all, wasn’t Bai Yutang in “Three Heroes and Five Righteousness” caught in a mechanized ambush and shot by thousands of arrows while discussing at Rushing Sky Tower?
Indeed, skimming through has its drawbacks.
If he had devoted himself to practicing martial arts for three to five months, this wouldn’t have been a problem.
Of course, if he had truly devoted himself to martial arts, he wouldn’t have achieved his current accomplishments—it’s impossible to have both fish and bear’s paw.
There were indeed masters inside the simulation field.
No, that’s not right.
If there were a high tower,
why would they let these people besiege him in the courtyard?
Mr. Zhao’s position allowed him to clearly see his action of hanging corpses, yet he unhesitatingly ordered an attack on the yard, which was plainly sending those people to their deaths.
Just like the guy who attempted a covert assassination on Wang San—if the terrain had been different, he might have succeeded.
Moreover, killing these people would increase his attributes…
There must be another problem here.
He wouldn’t act this way without a benefit—at his core, was “strategy” really his keyword?
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Duge’s mind was working at top speed, but that didn’t hinder him from killing.
His attributes were too high; even if Sang Yan had sabotaged the corpse he used for transitions, those people still couldn’t stop him. At most, they were a mere inconvenience; with a little maneuvering, he could always find an opportunity to thrust.
Lu Jingping, Sang Yan, and the others lacked the time to grow; they relied solely on advanced skills. The main offensive force was actually the martial arts experts from various sects. With the boost from “Invincible when Grieving,” their martial arts were not much inferior to those of Zong Gui.
More than ten days ago, perhaps if they had joined forces, they could have caused him some trouble.
But now, even facing them head-on, they were no match for him.
Especially since he had thrown out two throwing knives, killing Lu Jingping and breaking their “Invincible when Grieving,” the speed and morale of these swordsmen had plummeted, making them even less of a match for him.
With several moves around the yard, Duge could take a life.
At this moment, Duge was more like Lin Pingzhi who had practiced the “Exorcising Evil Sword Score,” conquering the world with sheer “speed.”
Of course, he was much faster than Lin Pingzhi.
Too bad he couldn’t speak.
Otherwise, with such an overwhelming advantage, and given his eloquence, he could probably have talked these people over to his side.
Even so.
After three to five minutes, there weren’t many left standing in the yard.
…
Meanwhile.
At the Kunlun Sect’s quarters in Qiao Family territory, the typically poised and stoic eldest disciple suddenly cried out in alarm and charged out of the tent.
But shortly after, he returned, dashing into the tent of the Kunlun Sect Leader, speaking in a fluster, “Master, something’s gone wrong with the Qiao Family; we must hurry there, or it’ll be too late.”
“Ying Long, you’ve always been meticulous and disciplined, why such panic now?” Huo Yi, the Kunlun Sect Leader, looked bewilderedly at his eldest disciple, “And how did you learn of the Qiao Family’s predicament?”
Suddenly, it seemed as though he realized something, and stood up abruptly, frowning at Ying Long, “Last month, when you went out for experience, you returned even more rigid about the sect’s disciplines. At that time, could it be that you had already been possessed by the Heavenly Demon?”
“Yes, Master, I have possessed Ying Long. At that time, he fought with an enemy, fell off a cliff, and would have died if I didn’t take over his body,” said Ying Long hurriedly.
Clang!
Huo Yi’s longsword unsheathed, pointing at Ying Long’s throat.
“Master, although I have taken over the eldest disciple, I have never done anything to harm the Kunlun Sect. On the contrary, under my guidance, the disciples’ skills have improved significantly, which you have seen yourself,” Ying Long said, ignoring the longsword at his throat, “Now, the Kunlun Sect is on the verge of destruction. Killing me would mean the end of the sect.”
“What does that mean?” asked Huo Yi.
“By now, Feng Qi and the Qiao Family’s Heavenly Demon are already fighting. Whichever side wins will definitely see a significant increase in strength. Given the Heavenly Demon’s nature, they will surely sweep through the entire Jianghu. If we don’t get there soon, we won’t even have a chance for a share of the spoils,” Ying Long said rapidly.
“It was you who earlier said to sit back and watch the tigers fight, and now it’s you who’s urging me to rush to the Qiao Family,” Huo Yi frowned. “Which one should I believe? Besides, how do you know that Feng Qi and the Qiao Family have started fighting?”
“Heavenly Demons can sense each other,” replied Ying Long. “Right now, the number of Heavenly Demons in this world is rapidly decreasing. Master, why do you think Feng Qi wants to wipe out all the Heavenly Demons in the world? Heavenly Demons can merge with one another, eventually creating an unrivaled Demon Head.
So, I must join this fight. Master, the Kunlun Sect is my base, and I will protect it, but Feng Qi and the people from the Qiao Family won’t. Master, we must get there before dawn, otherwise it will be too late for everything.”
Huo Yi glanced at Ying Long, silently sheathed his longsword, and said, “We won’t make it. Even with the fastest horse and riding at full speed, it would take more than a day to reach the Qiao Family. And now it’s night; horses won’t run fast. It’s simply impossible to get there before dawn.”
“We have to go even if it seems we won’t make it. What if we do?” Ying Long was on the verge of tears when he heard this, looking at the night sky. “Master, we can’t just sit here waiting for death. I beg you, just the two of us. Will you lead the way, please? If I can secure a ranking in the battle of the Heavenly Demons, I swear, I’ll protect the Kunlun Sect for all my lives…”
Alas!
Huo Yi gave Ying Long another look, shook his head with a sigh, and said, “You go prepare the horses. Once your master has changed his clothes, I will follow you.”
…
The same scene was unfolding at the Blood Sabre Sect, the Snow Mountain Sect, and other sects still on their way.
One after another, swift horses left the inns and camps, embarking overnight, heading straight for the Qiao Family.
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At this time.
Duge had already slain all the Heavenly Demons in the courtyard and looked toward the direction of the high tower.
Feng Zhong and Wang San, both injured, stood beside Duge and followed his gaze, also spotting the people on the tower.
Feng Zhong gestured toward the high tower and then behind them, mouthing, “Brother Qi, that’s about it, it’s time to go!”
Duge opened his personal information and took a glance.
Inside the simulation test.
The number of surviving contestants had now dropped to less than forty.
That awkward female contestant was crouched in a corner, her eyes filled with shock and admiration as she looked at Duge.
Duge shook his head at Feng Zhong and stepped out of the courtyard, heading straight for Mr. Zhao.
After killing so many people, he felt his attributes had increased a lot. He decided to make a dash for the high tower. If he didn’t take the chance to get rid of Mr. Zhao and that contestant with the “Silence” keyword, he felt uneasy inside. Eight-Step Cicada’s qinggong should allow him to rush up the outside of the high tower.
Feng Zhong and Wang San exchanged glances and followed behind Duge.
Cunning strategies and silence were too much of a restraint on the two of them. If Feng Qi died, they’d have no chance of survival either.
The three had just left the courtyard.
Mr. Zhao suddenly spoke from atop the tower, “Brother Qi is indeed skilled, slaughtering Heavenly Demons as if they are mere vegetables…”
Duge glanced at him, clutching his blood-drenched Golden Rosy Cloud Sword, and continued forward.
Mr. Zhao’s tone shifted, “There are no eternal enemies, only eternal interests. Brother Qi, let’s work together!”
Duge stopped in his tracks, looking up at the tower with suspicion.
Mr. Zhao smiled and continued, “Brother Qi, you might not know, but the courtyard where you just killed people has been the Qiao Family’s martial competition arena for years. Beneath the arena lies the Martial Saint Qiao He, who has been dormant for a hundred years. He must absorb the fresh blood of young and vigorous individuals to be resurrected. The Qiao Family’s martial competitions over these hundred years have all been for this purpose. Now, you’ve slain dozens of Heavenly Demons as well as young heroes from the Beggar’s Gang, Mount Tian, and other sects, right there in the courtyard. With so much vigorous blood absorbed, Qiao He is sure to be revived soon.”
Feng Zhong and Wang San simultaneously mouthed “damn” without missing a beat, as seen through Duge’s rear eye.
“With Brother Qi’s clever intellect, you’ve probably figured it out. Qiao He is the end point of this simulation test. The moment we slay the resurrected Qiao He, the simulation will immediately end.”
Mr. Zhao looked smug, “The three of us must be ranked in the top three of the simulation, right? The humble fourth place is where I stand. And this silent lady by my side, she’s ranked ninth. We have no intention of contending with Brother Qi for the first place.
As long as we join forces to kill Qiao He, those who wanted to sit back and benefit from our fight won’t have the chance to interfere. Brother Qi takes first place, we secure places in the top ten – everybody’s happy. What do you say to my strategy, Brother Qi?”
Clap! Clap!
Applause rang out.
Qiao Pingjiang suddenly spoke up, “Brilliant, brilliant, Mr. Zhao. Indeed a good strategy using my Qiao Family as a stepping stone!”
Mr. Zhao’s face changed, and he instinctively shielded the silent female contestant behind him, “You weren’t poisoned?”
“I am Qiao Pingjiang, fifth in the simulation rankings. Knowing what you were up to, how could I be poisoned?” Qiao Pingjiang winked at him with a smile.
“Shit!” Mr. Zhao was taken aback and cursed, his tense expression relaxing as he bitterly smiled, “You’re indeed a good actor; even I was deceived by you. What’s your keyword?”
Qiao Pingjiang ignored him and turned to look at Duge, smiling, “Mr. Seven, add me in, let’s join forces!”