46 Chapter 45: The Slaughter Begins
"You win." Tokugawa Yamato sighed and dropped the broken sword from his hand.
"Indeed, I won." Zhou Ming lightly stroked the blade of his Admantite-alloy sword, a slight smile appearing on his face.
Although the process was arduous and he still relied on the advantage of his weapon, a win was a win.
He didn't use Gu worms, nor did he rely on firearms.
However, he wouldn't have the opportunity to be so willful from now on...
Part of Tokugawa Yamato's combat experience echoed in Zhou Ming's mind. As he digested these experiences, he used the Vine Root Gu to heal his injuries.
"Zhou Kun, you are formidable. The title of the world's number-one samurai now belongs to you. But..."
Tokugawa Yamato lowered his hand, his weary eyes showing a hint of complexity.
"But you cannot let me leave this place alive."
The smile on Zhou Ming's face was even brighter than winning the recent duel, but his eyes were cold and devoid of any trace of amusement.
"I'm sorry." Tokugawa Yamato sighed once again, taking a few steps back. Simultaneously, the sliding doors of the room opened, and eight samurai dressed in full armor with demon masks on their faces walked out.
Together with Tokugawa Yamato, nine people surrounded Zhou Ming in the middle.
Taking the sword handed to him by one of the samurais, Tokugawa Yamato said, "Zhou Jun, please allow me to introduce these samurais."
"No need." Zhou Ming looked around and sneered, "Since they're all wearing masks and hiding their faces, what's the point of knowing their names?"
He raised his long sword calmly, and the gleaming blade reflected the grotesque demon masks one by one.
"They're all going to die anyway," Zhou Ming muttered under his breath.
"Kill!"
As if they had a telepathic connection, including Tokugawa Yamato, the nine samurai shouted in unison, drew their swords, and fiercely attacked Zhou Ming.
The blades shimmered, and the atmosphere was filled with a chilling killing intent. In an instant, it felt like a massive meat grinder that intended to tear Zhou Ming apart into a thousand pieces and scatter his remains.
"Heh." Zhou Ming chuckled softly as his primordial essence rapidly depleted.
When the opponent chose not to abide by the rules, the battle had already come to an end.
The first sound that rang out was the sharp and piercing howl of a fierce ghost.
Every samurai participating in today's battle, aiming to dismember Zhou Ming, was an expert among experts.
Someone like Tokugawa Yamato, having made up his mind to kill Zhou Ming, would leave no room for error.
The sharp shriek of the Soul Howl Gu was a powerful attack that could damage the minds of ordinary people. However, these fully armored samurai, despite showing slight disarray in their movements, swiftly readjusted their stances and continued charging towards Zhou Ming.
However, when experts clashed, a slight difference could make a world of difference.
The reactions of these individuals after being attacked by the Soul Howl Gu had already allowed Zhou Ming to discern the subtle gap in their strengths and swiftly identify his primary target for attack.
Zoom!
The Ghost Shadow Gu is activated. Zhou Ming's figure flashes, charging towards the samurai at his left front, in the ten o'clock direction.
The Poison Vine Gu bursts out from his left hand, sweeping towards the right side of the samurai, blocking other samurai from getting closer.
At the same time, Zhou Ming activates the Specter Gu. A semi-transparent, iron-faced specter flies out from behind him, rushing straight towards the samurai on the left side of the other samurai.
"You take me as your first target?"
A cold light flashes in the samurai's eyes, an expression no one can see beneath the mask. The suddenly surging, chilling aura, however, can make one feel his vigorous killing intent.
"Then let me show you my Divine Shadow Flow Technique!"
The samurai fearlessly confronts Zhou Ming, slashing with his sword.
However, in the next moment, he suddenly feels everything turn black, unable to see anything at all!
Ghost Covering Eyes Gu!
The samurai is greatly alarmed, but years of battle experience keep him calm. Without hastily changing his move or retreating, he continues to exert force forward as before.
Clang!
The strike lands solidly, but the samurai feels no joy in his heart because something is off with the sound!
That dull sound was definitely not the sound of cutting into a human body, the sound of breaking through flesh and skin. Instead, it sounded like... hitting into wood!
In the next moment, he only feels a cool sensation on his neck, followed by a sense of dizziness.
Just at this moment, his vision restores, but all he sees is a headless corpse, blood spurting from the neck, convulsing as it falls backward.
"That's my body..." A moment of realization flashes through the samurai's mind.
Clang, thud...
The samurai's head falls to the ground, rolling a few times. In the final moments of his life, his gaze finally falls on Zhou Ming, seeing the reliance that blocked his strike.
Zhou Ming, at some point, had put on tight-fitting vine armor!
The vine armor, with its dark green and black vines, is incredibly tough. The fierce strike of the samurai could only cut halfway into the vine armor, unable to break through it!
Vine Armor Gu!
Zhou Ming's face pales slightly. At the same time, he activates several Gu worms, rapidly depleting his primordial essence in a short period of time, leaving him with a feeling of being out of breath.
Fortunately, he makes a decisive move, enduring the blow and successfully killing one person, tearing open the encirclement. The Ghost Shadow Gu is activated, and he swiftly rushes out of the gap.
"Kill!"
Among the many experts present, the only one who can keep up with Zhou Ming's actions is Tokugawa Yamato. Before Zhou Ming breaks free from the encirclement, he abandons the surrounding area and charges towards the direction Zhou Ming is escaping to.
In the instant when Zhou Ming breaks free from the encirclement, Tokugawa Yamato's sword, like the most cunning venomous snake, aims for the gap in the vine armor, about to pierce Zhou Ming's flesh.
In the next moment, resistance travels along the blade.
Tokugawa Yamato is startled and quickly withdraws, narrowly evading Zhou Ming's swipe. If he had been a step slower, his hand holding the sword would have been severed at the wrist.
"He has two layers of defense on him, besides the vine armor, there's also a semi-transparent veil!" Tokugawa Yamato retreats repeatedly, shouting loudly to warn the other samurai.
"You old dog, you're always the most troublesome." Zhou Ming grins ferociously. His ghostly shadow flashes, avoiding two strikes that come from behind.
The so-called semi-transparent veil is naturally Zhou Ming's Ghost Clothing Gu. Its physical defense alone is naturally inferior to the vine armor Gu, but when combined, the defense greatly increases.
Zhou Ming continuously activates the Ghost Shadow Gu to evade attacks from all directions. His figure is elusive, as if he has eyes on his back. No matter the cunning angle from which the attacks come, he can anticipate them and dodge in advance.
"Flower Storage Gu, come out!"
A Flower Storage Gu appears on Zhou Ming's shoulder. It looks like a flower bud, pale blue in color, but made of crystal, sparkling and translucent.
In the aperture, the Flower Storage Gu cannot retrieve anything from the inside. It can only be taken out first, and then, with mental control, whatever one wants to retrieve will fly out of the Flower Storage Gu.
Zhou Ming sweeps his mental consciousness, and immediately, something flies out and lands in his hand.
It's a smoke bomb.
"Go!" Zhou Ming pulls the pin and casually throws the smoke bomb onto the ground, kicking it away with his foot.
Instantly, billowing smoke pours out, rapidly filling the spacious room.
"Not good! Stop him quickly!"
Tokugawa Yamato exclaims
"Too late, hahaha!"
In an extremely short period of time, Zhou Ming has already thrown several smoke bombs. Thick smoke fills the entire room, reducing visibility to the point where one can't see their own hand in front of their face.
Activating the Ghost Covering Eyes Gu, the whites of Zhou Ming's eyes rapidly expand, and the black pupils shrink to the size of needles.
The dense smoke can no longer obstruct his vision. The samurais' figures are seen by Zhou Ming's eyes; nothing can escape his sight.
A cold smile forms at the corner of Zhou Ming's mouth as a ridiculously melodramatic line pops into his mind: "Death is coming to collect souls."
