Seeing Fu Hua get up, Gu Chu, who was contemplating on his own, was stunned for a moment, then he jumped up excitedly, looking at the sword in Fu Hua's hand, eager to try.
Although he seemed to have won easily just now, Fu Hua still had no confidence in whether she could achieve seven victories.
He was really strong, especially when she saw him use his arm to execute the [Dust-Clearing Willow] sword move. She knew then that the following battles would only get harder and harder.
And the force that had sent the [Dust-Clearing Willow] flying out of thin air also felt inexplicably familiar to Fu Hua...
Gu Chu stretched his body and stood in front of Fu Hua. "Come on, let me see what your second sword is like!"
"This second sword is called [Peerless Sword]," Fu Hua said, then casually placed the sword down.
Gu Chu's eyes widened. The moment the [Peerless] was set, Fu Hua's body suddenly erupted with an aura he absolutely couldn't ignore.
Shocking, eye-catching, dominating the world?
None of these were enough to describe her at this moment! Gu Chu tried to avert his gaze, but just as he did, the tingling in his heart forced him to turn his gaze back to Fu Hua.
"Peerless..." The feeling of his sight and attention being forcibly locked made Gu Chu let out a hoarse laugh. "Peerless under the heavens..."
"This sword is worthy of it!!" He laughed loudly and rushed up in a single step. Who knew how much mental effort it had taken him to take the initiative to attack under that overwhelming pressure?
He raised his fist and threw a fierce punch. Fu Hua also took a step, holding the sword with both hands, and assumed a stance that all sword beginners would learn—a downward chop.
This was the most basic sword strike, with no technique, just raising the sword and chopping down.
If Gu Chu wanted to, he had ten thousand ways to dodge or block this sword strike.
But the moment his gaze fell on the raised [Peerless Sword], he suddenly lost confidence...
It was such a simple sword strike, yet he had no confidence that he could dodge it, nor did he have confidence that he could block it. It was such an ordinary sword strike... but why... was his body trembling uncontrollably?
No!
Gu Chu suddenly realized something was wrong. The real thing to pay attention to in this battle was never the sword, but the person using the sword! What he should be observing wasn't what the sword was like, nor how the sword moved.
He should be observing how Fu Hua used the sword.
But Gu Chu's gaze still couldn't help but glance at the [Peerless]. The presence of that sword was too strong! It was impossible to ignore, making people only able to watch the longsword...
"Ugh—!" The heavy blow to his abdomen made Gu Chu, whose thoughts were in a fierce struggle, suddenly come to his senses. He looked down and saw that he had unknowingly rushed in front of Fu Hua, and he hadn't even noticed her knee strike.
The immense force sent the completely unprepared Gu Chu flying, and he briefly lost all points of leverage. And the [Peerless], which had been gathering momentum from the beginning, finally chopped down heavily at Gu Chu at this moment.
Among all the sword moves, the one with the most damage was the very first, most forceful vertical chop!
But even in this situation, Gu Chu, whose body was bent almost into a shrimp by Fu Hua's knee, suddenly twisted his body, and his right hand stabbed at Fu Hua like a poisonous snake.
The counterattack of [Dust-Clearing Willow]!
But this counterattack landed on the sword that was chopping down on his head!
Although the sword was knocked aside, Gu Chu showed an expression of disbelief.
He was clearly aiming for Fu Hua's head! Why did it deviate so much in the end and land on this sword?!
The [Peerless] finally landed on Gu Chu. But because of the counterattack from the side, the sword deviated from its original path and finally landed on Gu Chu's shoulder.
The strong rebound made Fu Hua's hands, which were holding the sword, go sore. She suppressed the rebound force of the sword and used almost all her strength to press the sword and Gu Chu down together.
The ground, which had been almost compacted by Gu Chu, was pressed into a human shape by Fu Hua's strike. Fu Hua panted, took two steps back, and watched Gu Chu, who was lying face down in the mud, with caution.
This was probably the most pathetic scene he had been in since his appearance, prostrating himself like a defeated dog.
But through the cut clothes on his shoulder, Fu Hua still couldn't see the wound she had created.
Still... no penetration...
This sword strike was already the strongest Fu Hua could use besides her trump cards, but the result was still unsatisfactory.
Gu Chu lay in the ground for a few seconds, his fingers twitched, and then he slowly climbed up from the ground.
He shook his head, patted the mud on his body, and after tidying himself up, he looked at the sword in Fu Hua's hand.
That kind of force could easily split a person in half vertically.
And that posture that forcibly attracted attention made him really uncomfortable. This time, his performance was even worse than in the first battle.
There was no need for an explanation. He knew that he had been taken out by a premeditated sword strike. His opponent must have prepared this one-strike-to-defeat stance from the very beginning.
"Peerless under the heavens... I admit that its influence on me was a bit too great," Gu Chu laughed. "Is this the use of 'momentum'? I didn't expect that something that only exists in novels could actually be mastered by someone..."
"This isn't the first time I've seen something like this. It can be said that anyone with a bit of real skill will have a bit of this, but they've never used 'momentum' like this.
"I've really broadened my horizons..." Gu Chu waved his hand at Fu Hua with some impatience, as if he had discovered a new continent. "I lost again this time. Hurry up and rest. This time I'll give you... two hours to rest!"
Fu Hua: "..."
A blatant scheme... This was a purely blatant scheme. To put it bluntly, he was just coveting the various sword techniques and martial arts she had. The consumption of this one sword strike was indeed great, but it would also only take her a dozen or so minutes to fully recover.
The two hours he had given... were probably set for him to digest the sword moves, right?
Fu Hua knew that the best plan now was to just give up on herself and let her martial arts completely disappear from human history.
But... she felt that she could win.
She could use six swords, plus her own sword. It was possible to win seven times. For her, this was a high-stakes gamble where she could spin the wheel herself.
Although the probability was pitifully small, the sword was ultimately in her own hands