The Proper Way to Use Zhuang Zhou's Dream of a Butterfly

Dai Zhuiguang lived up to his reputation as a young genius of the Divine Leg Sect. In the moment of crisis, he decisively changed his move, turning the kick into a point, and lightly touched the calf between Si Ming's legs. He slipped away like an eel, advancing like lightning and retreating like the wind.

Of course, this is also Si Ming is currently weak and in much worse condition than before. His strength and speed are only 80% of what they used to be. If it were any other time, even if Dai Zhuiguang had the sharpest reflexes, he would not have been able to escape this trap.

However, by retreating, Dai Zhuiguang handed over the initiative. In martial arts battles, it is mostly about striking first. Once you seize the initiative, you gain control and can launch a continuous barrage of attacks to suppress your opponent. Si Ming is particularly good at this.

Si Ming bent his arms and intertwined them into a writhing circle, like two snakes coiled together. With a gentle shake, it transformed into a vortex that lashed out, stabbing, twisting, coiling, and bending in a continuous, deadly attack that gave his opponent no chance to breathe.

Dai Zhuiguang retreated rapidly with a series of quick steps. The Divine Leg Sect is skilled in footwork and is not afraid of being attacked by the opponent. As long as they seize the right opportunity and step in the right position, they can find the weakness and reverse the offensive and defensive positions in one fell swoop.

He lightened his body, as if treading on clouds, his steps ethereal and dreamlike, as if he were stepping not on solid ground, but on clouds in the sky. This move was the Cloud-Treading Suspended Step that Yao Bilian had once used.

However, Dai Zhuiguang retreated thirteen steps, yet he was completely unable to shake off his opponent. Si Ming launched a series of attacks, thrusting one after another, his footwork tightly gripping his opponent, giving him no chance to escape.

Despite being slower, Si Ming always anticipated his opponent's moves, guessing Dai Zhuiguang's next move in advance, and binding his prey like a spider spinning its web.

"Damn it, that woman must have told this kid all the characteristics of our sect's martial arts!"

Being constantly restrained, Dai Zhuiguang couldn't understand what was going on, but understanding was one thing, and figuring out how to solve it was another. If he had to stop using his sect's martial arts and use something else instead, he didn't know what to use.

Just then, Si Ming's hands changed, his waist twisted backward into a pretzel shape, and at the same time, he took a step diagonally, completely seizing the position that Dai Zhuiguang was about to reach. A pair of daggers shot out like poisonous dragons, stabbing towards his opponent's waist.

Dai Zhuiguang fell into the trap again. He let out a low roar, suddenly absorbed the energy, and his abdomen contracted inward, just in time to avoid the stab. Then, he fell in the opposite direction and landed on the ground.

Just as he was about to touch the ground, he suddenly thrust both hands out and pressed them onto the ground. Then, he kicked his legs left and right repeatedly, transforming them into Big Scissors that twisted towards Si Ming's legs.

Earth Dragon Mountain-Breaking Leg!

This is the style of Ground-Lying Fist. In Dai Zhuiguang's opinion, this is the martial art that Yao Bilian most likely never learned, since no woman likes rolling on the ground.

He guessed correctly. Yao Bilian had indeed not learned the Earth Dragon Mountain-Breaking Leg, but not having learned it did not mean she had never seen it. She had already told Si Ming in detail about the characteristics of the Divine Leg Sect's martial arts, without feeling the slightest bit guilty about betraying her sect.

"I already warned you, I've been hiding several daggers."

Si Ming stepped back, refusing to fight Dai Zhuiguang who was lying on the ground. As he created distance, he threw out the dagger in his hand, followed by a series of daggers hidden in his sleeve.

The Youth Martial Arts Tournament organizers do not provide ranged weapons. Weapons like bows and arrows, which can easily cause death, are prohibited. However, short weapons such as daggers and throwing knives are actually closer to concealed weapons, so only the number of them that can be carried is limited, not prohibited.

The "Twin Yang Robbery and Killing Art" doesn't contain much about stabbing techniques; it focuses more on the skills of using throwing knives. This is the basis for the Mohist Academy of Science's speculation that the creator of the martial arts technique was a thief rather than an assassin.

Dai Zhuiguang was terrified. His body trembled violently, and he kept jumping up and down on the ground, just like a frightened earthworm.

This is also a move from the Earth Dragon Mountain-Breaking Leg" technique. The so-called "earth dragon" is another name for an earthworm.

Of the six daggers, Dai Zhuiguang dodged four with a frantic, erratic tremor, while the remaining two struck his thigh and stomach respectively.

If Si Ming had used a real dagger, he could have seriously injured Dai Zhuiguang with that one stab. But he used an ironwood dagger provided by the organizers. Although it was sturdy, it was not sharp. Stabbing someone was almost like being hit with a stone.

Dai Zhuiguang was in excruciating pain from the impact, feeling as if his leg bone might be cracked and his intestines might be ruptured. However, he had not lost his fighting ability. He endured the pain, rolled up from the ground, and was about to pounce on Si Ming.

At that moment, two more daggers shot out, Dai Zhuiguang dodged them in time, his ears stinging from the strong wind. The daggers that missed their mark struck a stone pillar behind him with a crisp sound.

"Now you've used it all up, you're finished!"

Just as Dai Zhuiguang was about to capture Si Ming in one fell swoop, he suddenly felt a whooshing sound behind his head. It was the dagger that had hit the stone pillar earlier that had bounced back. There was no time to dodge, and if it hit the back of his head, he would even be in danger of dying.

At that moment, the referee rushed into the room, intercepted the dagger mid-air, glanced at the two men, and immediately delivered his verdict.

"The victor is Si Ming!"

Chapter Sixty-Two: The Correct Way to Use Zhuang Zhou's Butterfly Dream

The moment the victory was announced, Si Ming immediately became dejected, his entire mental state collapsed, and he lost all his aggression, just like an Old Wang with a starfish head who had just ended his personality transformation.

Seeing this, Dai Zhuiguang understood that the other party had only been putting on a brave face. He was both ashamed and angry, and said, "So you really are still injured. You deliberately provoked me to force me to finish this quickly, didn't you?"

He only realized later that Si Ming had used a provocation tactic, but even so, losing to an opponent in such poor physical condition still brought him a great sense of humiliation.

Si Ming, his eyes half-open, said weakly, "If I told you I was in terrible shape and that you could win just by stalling for time, would you do it?"

"Who would do that! To use such despicable tactics on the wounded? I'm not that kind of person."

After Dai Zhuiguang finished speaking, he paused for a moment, then stomped his foot on the ground, appearing extremely agitated. Since he would use the same tactics regardless of whether the opponent was injured or not, it was pointless to know the answer or not, as the result would still be the same.

"Your tactics were wrong from the start. Knowing that I had a master who knew the intricacies of the Divine Leg Sect's martial arts, you shouldn't have used the Divine Leg Sect's techniques against me. You underestimated me too much," Si Ming.

"I don't need you to lecture me!"

Dai Zhuiguang had certainly considered this possibility and had even discussed related tactics with Han Lin. However, after learning of Si Ming injury, the plan was put aside, as he felt there was no chance to use it. In addition, he was tricked by a taunt before the match, and in a moment of impulsiveness, he forgot all about the tactics. As a result, he lost the first move, was controlled by every move, and had no chance to turn the tide.

Seemingly feeling it would be incredibly shameful to stay any longer, Dai Zhuiguang hurriedly turned and left. As he reached the edge of the arena, he suddenly stopped, turned back, and said, "Since you've beaten me, you should keep winning. Don't let me be the only one embarrassed."

After saying that, he realized he had talked too much, and looked annoyed. He and Han Lin, who also had a dark expression, quickly left.

"I misjudged him. This kid has probably read 'The Self-Cultivation of a Villain,' to utter such classic, awkward whitewashing lines for the victor. Could it be that he wants to switch sides and become Si Ming's ally in the future?"

Yao Bilian stared in astonishment at the departing figure.

Murong Qing and Zhong Lingxiu didn't care what Dai Zhuiguang was thinking. Seeing that Si Ming looked like he was about to collapse, they rushed into the venue to support him.

"This is too reckless. Since your injuries haven't healed, you should be resting in bed. It's just a Youth Martial Arts Tournament; it's not worth risking your life," Murong Qing criticized, supporting his shoulder.

"Wow, that's amazing! He completely defeated his opponent despite being injured. From the start of the fight, the rhythm was in his hands, and his opponent was completely led by the nose." Zhong Lingxiu couldn't reach his shoulder, so she could only support his arm.

Si Ming, "Know yourself and know your enemy, and you will never be defeated. At our age, skills are more important. The difference in Internal Cultivation is not clearly reflected, and I didn't give him a chance to fight head-on."

Not everyone can be a grandson of the Nation of Valor monarch, possessing a secret weapon to turn the tide after falling into a slump. Young people's battles are often one-shot victories, pushing from the outer towers to the high ground in one fell swoop.

Yao Bilian came over and said, "When did you learn knife-throwing techniques? You're even doing them quite well."