Fooled You-There Was No Fifth Sword

"Sword Dao killing move: Five-Finger Fist-Heart Sword!"

As Wang Zhuo spoke the name of the move, the thumb of his tightly clenched right hand flicked out.

The first sword!

"Whoosh!"

In an instant, a pale green light shot from Wang Zhuo's fingertip, waves of sword qi overlapping as they tore through the air.

The pale green sword qi stood half a meter tall, its trail stretching far behind it like a green comet plummeting with a tail.

Here it comes?!

Zhang Lingyu was especially wary. Although this sword was not particularly terrifying, any hidden tricks within it would spell trouble.

"Slash!"

This sword nearly tore the black water apart, leaving a sword mark in the dense Water Viscera Thunder.

It was clearly just a move launched from a finger, yet it truly had the sharpness of a blade, leaving everyone deeply shaken.

"Th-this is way too powerful!" someone murmured excitedly, the shock in their eyes beyond words.

Lu Ci's eyes widened even further. "He figured this out in a single night?"

"Give him a year, and wouldn't he ascend to heaven?"

Zhang Zhiwei was also quite astonished. "Its edge is fully revealed, its sword qi overwhelming. I wonder how powerful the remaining moves are..."

"That brat. Instead of spending his time studying Threefold Reversal, he keeps fiddling with useless things like this." Lu Jin still could not suppress the grin tugging at his lips.

Lu Linglong clenched her fists, her little face brimming with excitement. "Brother Liu..."

While they were still reeling, Wang Zhuo flicked out his index finger.

The second sword!

Sure enough, the second sword was more than twice as powerful as the first. They could even hear its piercing whistle through the air.

This time, the blue-green sword qi stood a meter tall, but its trail was half as long as before, no longer stretching out as it had initially.

"Slash!"

The terrifying force of this sword tore straight through the Water Viscera Thunder, only barely stopped by the lightning net outside the Golden Light Mantra.

As its victim, Zhang Lingyu could feel its power most clearly. If the slow attacks had not given him time to adjust, the result would have been unimaginable!

Encountering this in actual combat, with all five swords unleashed at once, an enemy would absolutely be decapitated in an instant.

This was an incredibly terrifying killing move!

Wang Zhuo remained expressionless as he flicked up his middle finger.

The third sword!

The third sword was three times as terrifyingly powerful as the second. Its force surged, warping the space around it.

The emerald sword qi stood a full meter and a half tall, its trail even shorter. It was also three times as fast as the second sword, sweeping in almost instantaneously.

"Crack!"

This sword broke through both the Water Viscera Thunder and the lightning net, leaving a huge crack in the Golden Light Mantra.

"Gulp..." Zhang Lingyu could not help swallowing. This time, he truly understood what it meant to have someone better out there, a heaven beyond the heavens.

The spectators also looked grave and worried. If the third sword was already this terrifying, wouldn't the next two kill someone?

"The fourth sword! Get ready!" Wang Zhuo's gaze sharpened as he flicked out his ring finger.

"Hum!"

This sword was a full four times as powerful as the third!

The dark green sword light stood two meters tall, its trail gone. All they could see was a hair-thin, dark green crescent of light sweeping forward.

"Crack!"

This move gave Zhang Lingyu no chance to counterattack. The hair-thin sword qi broke straight through his Golden Light Mantra and nearly sliced open his chest, abruptly vanishing less than a hair's breadth away.

"That was close..."

Cold sweat slid down Zhang Lingyu's jaw. The spectators' hearts clenched too, and some were so tense they nearly fainted.

Wang Zhuo looked down at Zhang Lingyu below, his voice proud. "Brother Zhang, I still have a fifth sword. Can you take it?"

"I..."

While Zhang Lingyu hesitated, Wang Zhuo suddenly shouted, "The fifth sword!!!"

At this, the referee rushed down without a word, ready to block it. The fourth sword had nearly killed someone. Wouldn't the fifth send him straight into his next life?

But the fifth sword never appeared. In those few seconds when Zhang Lingyu was stricken with horror, Wang Zhuo had already rushed up to him and slapped him to the ground.

"Fooled you. I haven't figured out the fifth sword yet~"

Everyone's faces instantly went blank. "..."

Fuck your mother!

My heart nearly exploded from fright!

And it turns out you bastard were feinting! There wasn't even a fifth sword!

So all that shouting was just to bluff us!

But they only dared say it inwardly. After all, the pressure those four swords had exerted on them had been far too overwhelming.

Zhang Lingyu lay sprawled on the ground, staring blankly up at the sky, the bright red handprint on his face burning hot.

At the sight, Lu Jin laughed until tears came out.

"Hahaha! Satisfying! So satisfying!"

This felt ten thousand times better than taking revenge himself.

Zhang Lingyu was filled with conflicting feelings. "I con..."

"I concede." Wang Zhuo interrupted his surrender, directly announcing his own.

Seeing this, the Taoist priest hurriedly announced, "Liu Guanyi concedes!"

"The winner is Zhang Lingyu!"

The spectators erupted.

"Wh-what the hell is this supposed to be?!"

"I thought you were about to unleash your ultimate, and instead you conceded!"

"How could you do this to us?!"

"You're throwing the match, aren't you?!"

"Fuck this! Give us our money back!"

"Fuck your mother!"

"I bet a whole six months' salary on you! My wife will kill me if she finds out!"

"I'll never share this earth with gambling or drugs!!!"

"Liu Guanyi, you've disappointed us so much!"

"So fucking disappointed!"

"I'm not a fan anymore!"

Hidden Dragon seized the opportunity and shouted, "Brothers, kill Liu Guanyi!"

"Kill him! Kill him!"

"Kill him!"

"Kill him!"

"Him kill!"

"Him kill!"

"Him kill!"

"Him kill!"

"Him... kill...???"

Everyone realized the chanting sounded increasingly wrong, though no one knew who had led them astray.

"Oh no! That little shit's getting away!"

Without another word, Wang Zhuo ran toward the exit. Just before reaching it, he doubled back, his right hand still hidden inside his Taoist robe.

"Hey, hey, hey! You big idiot, what are you doing?!"

"Calm down!"

"You really need to calm down, Liu Guanyi!"

"We need to be law-abiding citizens!"

Everyone was clearly startled, thinking this guy was about to fire a Five-Finger Fist-Heart Sword at them too.

But Wang Zhuo clearly was not having any of it. True qi erupted from his body, as though he were preparing a powerful move.

"Take my halberd!"

He whipped out his right hand, pointing his middle finger at the indignant crowd of spectators.

凸(｀△´＋)

After flipping them off, he practically greased his heels and fled, without the slightest pause or hesitation.

Everyone was dumbfounded. The Ten Elders, Zhang Zhiwei, and the others... their expressions looked like an all-out battle of reaction memes, every one of them looking as though they had seen a ghost.

Wait, where the hell is your air of a lofty master?

You just tossed it aside like that? You really have no image to maintain!

Hidden Dragon came to his senses. "Holy shit! I almost forgot! This guy is No-Swaying Shamelessness plus!"

"Oh, you little bastard! You even dare provoke us!"

"Brothers, hack him to death!!!"

The enraged spectators vaulted down from the stands one after another, chasing toward the entrance where Wang Zhuo had disappeared.

"Oh, damn. This guy really has it all figured out." Even Wang Ye laughed at the absurd scene.

This guy had been acting perfectly serious just moments ago, only to break character so quickly. So the seriousness had all been an act.

Being unserious was his true nature.

Zhang Lingyu sat slumped where he was: ???