Chapter 343 - - 341 Living, or Dying in Humiliation_1

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Is this the might of a Grandmaster?

Drenched by the sudden surge of a massive wave, Luo Shuang couldn’t help but swallow, anxiously wiped the droplets from her face, and looked toward the bottom of the river.

Where’s Master?

Nothing bad had better have happened!

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“Cao Lin, you’re already blind, why won’t you surrender?”

Right when Cao Lin’s strike descended, Duge had already escaped upstream, and now he was riding the rolling river waters downstream.

When spiritual power directly affected the Divine Soul and exceeded three hundred thousand, the Sea God’s Power would nourish the body from the soul. Leng Shi’s body seemed to have gained an affinity with water, able to directly draw strength from it.

It had to be said.

This battle with Cao Lin, he made a huge profit.

It was twice the result with half the effort, a skill capable of triggering a whole body reaction was so empowering.

He truly seemed to have the protagonist’s fate, turning bad luck into good fortune, transforming disaster into blessing.

“Die!”

Listening for the noise to identify his position, Cao Lin slashed down with his sword again.

At the instant of the sword light’s fall.

Duge didn’t retreat but instead flew into the air with the massive wave raised by Cao Lin’s sword light, charging straight towards Cao Lin.

Wherever his feet fell, there would definitely be an ice block forming, preventing him from falling.

It was as if ice blocks were forming a floating bridge in the air for him.

At the same time.

The water surging around Cao Lin turned into countless thin tentacles, burrowing into his mouth, nose, and ears, making him appear completely entangled by water snakes.

Sensing Duge’s approach, Cao Lin no longer used the mighty Breaking River Sword but flew towards Duge, clearly intending to engage in close quarters combat with Duge.

At the moment the two drew near each other.

Cao Lin’s figure suddenly blurred, vanished from mid-air, and when he reappeared, he was already behind Duge. The sudden teleportation even threw the water snakes entangling him off behind him.

Cao Lin opened his blood-filled eyes widely, a mocking smile crossing his lips, the blade turned swiftly as lightning, slashing towards Duge’s neck.

This was a strike meant to ensure victory.

Along the banks of the Yang River.

Everyone held their breath.

Was the outcome to be decided now?

In the water, Leng Shi was clearly in an invincible position. If he persisted, Cao Lin would retreat, and Linyang City would be saved. Why insist on charging up into the sky?

A magician in close combat with a Grandmaster, is he seeking death?

If it has to be close combat, he should have dragged the enemy into the water!

A strike in two parts.

Duge’s head was separated from his body.

“Master,” Luo Shuang involuntarily exclaimed in shock, but in the next second, her eyes widened.

The Duge that Cao Lin had cut in half suddenly appeared behind Cao Lin, his Longsword thrusting straight at Cao Lin’s back.

The figure Cao Lin had struck turned out to be just an afterimage.

Cao Lin swung his sword in response to parry.

Who would have thought.

That the sword in Duge’s hands was a feint, his hand flipped, the tip of the blade shifted direction, targeting the connecting parts of the armor…

Clink clank clang!

Duge and Cao Lin exchanged blows in the air.

Continuously changing positions, dazzling to the onlookers.

And beneath them in the river, water dragons shot one after another into the sky, without any interruption.

Duge’s spiritual power was high enough that doing two things at once was a piece of cake, and his battle with Cao Lin didn’t impact his control over the water.

Moreover, Sea God’s Power was different from Water Series Art Techniques; for him, controlling water was as easy as eating and drinking.

The State Preceptor’s expression grew increasingly solemn.

A cultivator of both martial and magical arts?

Apart from lacking his own martial path, Leng Shi’s martial prowess was already on par with a Grandmaster’s?

Cao Lin was in grave danger!

Is this what they call against the current?

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“Cao Lin, since you refuse to surrender, I will send you back to your farm as a disarmed man!” Duge’s voice echoed across both banks of the Yang River.

Following his words, Cao Lin’s armor began to strip off piece by piece, and soon only the inner garment remained.

“Cao Lin, what’s with the yellow and red splotch on your back? A mighty War God wouldn’t have gotten so scared as to soil himself on the battlefield, would he!” After stripping his armor, Duge’s mocking voice suddenly rose.

Cao Lin shook violently, coming to an enlightenment of why Duge targeted his armor. He became furious, “Rascal, do not insult me!”

Luo Shuang’s eyes suddenly widened.

She looked incredulously at Huangfu Yue beside her, her mind flashing back to the battle at Yutang Pass that night, when Huangfu Yue was similarly entangled by a water snake.

She pursed her lips, and suddenly understood why she knew her master had won!

It was too brutal, how could her master do such a thing?!

Luo Shuang’s gaze towards Huangfu Yue suddenly turned into one of sympathy.

Huangfu Yue’s face turned red all at once, “Princess, I didn’t.”

“Hmm, I understand, I will keep your secret,” Luo Shuang said with a teasing smile as she glanced beneath the other’s body.

Huangfu Yue’s face grew even redder.

In an instant, she regretted her actions, she shouldn’t have stopped the princess just now, by not stopping her, she might not have made that association…

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The attack followed by another equally fierce attack, Cao Lin could no longer suppress his injuries, with fresh blood dripping continuously behind him, which made him feel exceptionally ashamed.

What’s worse, Leng Shi’s swift swordplay didn’t seem to aim for his life at all, each move targeting his clothing; it was as if he was determined to strip him bare.

This bastard, it’s clear he’s here to humiliate me…

What was critical was that Cao Lin found himself somewhat unable to keep up with Leng Shi’s speed.

Leng Shi’s Cultivation Level was clearly not at the level of a Grandmaster, and yet he possessed a Grandmaster’s speed, which really defied logic.

Mist!

Feeling the coolness sweeping over him, Cao Lin instantly became alert. Leng Shi’s Cultivation Level indeed wasn’t on par with a Grandmaster’s—he was still leveraging the Water Series Art Technique. He used the mist rising from evaporation to break through the boundary that Magicians specializing in water were not adept at combat.

No wonder he agreed to fight outside Linyang City, he had planned it all along!

No, that’s not right!

Zhang Yizhi might not belong to the Prime Minister’s residence either!

Cao Lin jolted into realization.

When his upper garments were flicked away, and Leng Shi’s attacks shifted toward his trousers, Cao Lin completely abandoned the idea of killing Leng Shi, slashing at Duge above his head before turning to flee.

If he didn’t flee now, being stripped completely by his adversary, he, the War God, would surely become a laughing stock within the royal court, and never again would he be able to face leading an army!

It was stifling!

Too stifling!

Why must the world have such sordid Magicians, who don’t think of killing the enemy, but only seek to humiliate and torment their opponent…

Bang!

An ice wall blocked Cao Lin’s escape route.

Shattered by the impact from Cao Lin’s collision.

Then came another ice wall.

“No one can escape from me,” Duge said as he appeared in front of Cao Lin, his sword thrusting straight at Cao Lin’s face, “Cao Lin, today you either surrender or die most humiliatingly in the Yang River, helping me establish my mighty reputation…”

No sooner had Duge’s words fallen

than the floating water currents suddenly merged into a huge water sphere, enveloping them both.

Within the water sphere,

Duge’s speed increased even more.

Before Cao Lin could even react, Duge had already closed in on him, his Longsword repeatedly slashing across his body, his last remaining trousers torn to shreds and swept aside by the water.

Duge ultimately completed his mission to strip him bare.

Cao Lin’s eyes blazed with fury as he brought his sword down toward Duge’s head, carrying all his hatred. But what met his eyes was Duge’s mocking smile.

He froze for a moment.

Duge’s figure had already disappeared from in front of him.

Then, he felt a weight beneath his feet. It was Duge, grabbing one of his feet and pulling him down, while the water encompassing them formed a huge vortex, also pulling him toward the river’s surface.

Cao Lin was horror-stricken. In the sky, he was already no match for Duge; entering the Yang River, he would be completely at his opponent’s mercy.

Cao Lin circulated his True Qi, repeatedly slashing at Duge’s arm with his sword.

But each strike could be neatly dodged by Duge, and after each evasion, his leg would once again be caught.

So it went in a cycle.

And just like that, Duge slowly pulled him into the midst of the Yang River…

Meanwhile,

the Cao family’s army had just reached the Yang River bank. Thirty thousand elite soldiers had expected to see their general with Leng Shi’s head in hand, their War God, Cao Lin, ready to slice through the river and lead them to battle. Instead, they saw their great general with bloodshot eyes, without a stitch of clothing, being dragged by Leng Shi into the river.

For a moment,

thirty thousand elite soldiers stood frozen on the spot, in stunned silence.

“General Cao, do you surrender?”

After pressing Cao Lin under the water, Duge gained absolute advantage. No matter how strong Cao Lin was, he couldn’t resist the torrent below with his strength alone.

Under Duge’s suppression, the river water was like a gigantic hand, firmly gripping Cao Lin and sealing him beneath the river’s surface.

The omnipresent water, under the river’s surface, gained several folds more power, breaking through Cao Lin’s True Qi defense and forcefully squeezing into his body.

Cao Lin struggled vehemently, glaring furiously at Duge, but he couldn’t speak underwater.

Duge watched him with amusement, “General Cao, you need only nod or shake your head. If you refuse to surrender, I will apply the Seven-Hole Touch and send you above water, letting the tens of thousands of soldiers on both sides of the Yang River remember your heroic form for life. The general may rest without regrets…”

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