[Martial Arts] Infinite Chamber Game

Wuhua squatted in front of the sewer entrance, smelling the foul stench emanating from it, feeling a little dazed for a moment.

Sure enough, he still lacked some courage in some things.

He turned his head and looked at Shi Guanyin - his biological mother.

Shi Guanyin and her two teammates stood ten steps away, also looking at him, their eyes full of expectation and affirmation, as if to say: "I believe in you, you can do it."

Wuhua raised his eyes, covered the sewer opening again, returned to Shi Guanyin, and lowered his head silently.

He didn't say a word, but his actions made his attitude very clear.

——You don't want to go into the sewer, so you asked me to come? What are you thinking?

Before Shi Guanyin could speak, Lin Xian'er couldn't help asking, "Are you a monk?"

Wuhua said: "Yes."

Lin Xian'er said smilingly: "Since you are a monk, then it is your job to slay demons and monsters. Do you want to shirk your responsibility?"

Wuhua raised his hands, performed a proper Buddhist etiquette, and said seriously: "I am a monk, not a master."

Lin Xian'er was stunned for a moment, and immediately covered her face and cried. Her wide sleeves covered half of her face, and her natural softness and grace became even more pitiful because of this action. She said in a delicate voice: "What should I do? Do I have to be frightened by a weak woman like me, not knowing when I will be dragged away and eaten by a monster that suddenly appears? You are a monk, can you bear to watch the monster do evil and kill lives? I know you are capable, otherwise Shi Guanyin would not have called you here specially."

"As long as you are willing to go down and find out what the monster is inside, I will..." She suddenly stopped crying. Although she didn't finish her words, the hint flashing in her eyes was obvious.

Wuhua looked at her, then at Shi Guanyin, with pleading and pitiful eyes. Shi Guanyin looked at him with a half-smile. He knew that he had no room to shirk this matter.

He smiled bitterly and said, "This isn't difficult, but I am alone after all."

Ximen Chuixue asked: "Do you want to find a helper?"

Wuhua smiled and said, "I wonder if Your Excellency..."

"I won't go." Ximen Chuixue refused firmly, Wuhua was a little unhappy, his eyebrows sank, and his elegant and noble demeanor suddenly seemed to crack, revealing a bit of sinisterness: "Why?"

Ximen Chuixue still said calmly: "I don't want to go."

What reason is this?
Wuhua sneered and was about to mock him when he accidentally saw his sword.

The long sword with a black sheath is of an elegant shape, and paired with the white clothes that the man is wearing, which are not particularly white, he looks even more arrogant and outstanding.

This made Wuhua think of someone.

It would be interesting if these two met.

Wuhua was about to say something hurtful, but then he turned around and turned into a mysterious Buddhist disciple: "Well, in that case, I have a friend who may be able to lend a hand."

I don't know if I can help him, but it will definitely be fun.

Shi Guanyin put on the exquisite and beautiful helmet again and asked, "What's the name of your friend?"

Wuhua said: "His name is Ye Gucheng."

Hearing this name, Ximen Chuxue's pupils slightly dilated, and even Shi Guanyin was a little stunned: "Ye Gucheng? How could he be your friend? Didn't he go to [Girl's Heart]?"

Wuhua was a little surprised: "You know that he is in his girlish mood, but you don't know how he is doing now? Their group had an internal conflict, and they smashed the house and had nowhere to go, so they came to me." As if he was thinking of something happy, he actually showed an expression as if he wanted to laugh but was barely holding it back.

Shi Guanyin laughed for him: "I vaguely remember that the level you were in seemed to be a harem struggle, the mother of the country? I don't know..."

Wuhua said: "City Lord Ye is more beautiful than a fairy, and she was given the title of Virtuous Consort after just meeting the emperor once."

Then there was a tacit understanding and loud laughter between mother and son.

After laughing, Shi Guanyin adjusted his helmet. In less than a moment, there was one more person standing silently at the sewer entrance.

Ye Gucheng was dressed in white as white as snow, holding a sharp sword, staring down at the sewer entrance under his feet, his face so pale that it was almost transparent.

Lin Xian'er was still explaining the situation to him: "...This is an ability granted by the game. As long as you are willing to go down and kill a few monsters, then..."

Ye Gucheng's sharp eyes suddenly shot towards Lin Xian'er, and he said coldly: "You don't have to say it."

When Wuhua disappeared from the spot, he guessed it. Apart from games, who else could make a person disappear instantly? Since games give players all kinds of strange skills, there may be summoning abilities in them.

Although the ability to summon him is a bit strange.

Ye Gucheng put the hand that had just punched behind his back and shook it secretly, his face still looking calm and composed.

He looked at Ximen Chuxue: "How are you?"

Ximen Chuixue asked, "You seem to be injured? Because of the internal conflict?"

Ye Gucheng's fair face suddenly darkened by the question.

This is one of the reasons why, although he clearly admires Ximen Chuxue, he can only become his mortal enemy rather than his friend.

This guy is so annoying!

Seeing that Ye Gucheng didn't answer, Ximen Chuxue didn't ask any further, because he knew Ye Gucheng. He was the same person as himself. If he didn't want to say something, no one could make him speak.

In fact, Ximen Chuxue also wanted Ye Gucheng to come, because he really couldn't bear to let a swordsman like him waste time in some meaningless levels. Of course, there was also a little selfishness. The dark world was full of challenges, but if he continued to fight here, although it would apparently greatly improve his martial arts, it would be a devastating blow to his swordsmanship.

Monsters have no martial arts skills at all, and they only have two ways to kill people. The reason why they are dangerous is that they are really difficult to kill, and they come in groups. If you kill them for a long time, you will inevitably gradually develop a habit - using only brute force when drawing the sword and lack of changes. Over time, your swordsmanship will inevitably become rigid and dull.

Therefore, Ximen Chuxue really needs an opponent with superb swordsmanship to hone his skills.

Kill him or die by his sword.

The way of swordsmanship was Ximen Chuxue's lifelong pursuit. "Adding points" was just a temporary solution, and he looked down on it from the bottom of his heart. Ye Gucheng obviously thought so too. Although he didn't say it, his two cold star-like eyes were already burning with a fierce fighting spirit when he looked at Ximen Chuxue.

However, the sewer blocking his way made him feel very embarrassed.

Of course he was willing to come here. Countless days and nights of cherry blossoms flying in front of the window, the monsters entrenched around the Rogue Camp made him extremely itchy, and Ximen Chuixue's swordsmanship made him eager to fight them. When he learned that he could go to other levels, the first thing he thought of was here! But he really didn't expect that these people summoned him from thousands of miles away just to let him go into the sewer!
It was impossible to drill. Even if Ye Gucheng died, he would never enter this stinking sewer even if he became a concubine to the emperor!
He said to Shi Guanyin: "Since you can summon people to you, then there is one person you must not miss."

……

Yuan Shisanxian's punch was so powerful that the helmet almost failed to block it, and Shi Guanyin was knocked to the ground, rolling several times.

Could Shi Guanyin be a person who would suffer a loss? She glared at Ye Gucheng angrily, sneered a few times, and immediately started fighting with Yuan Shisanxian!

Poor handsome uncle, before he even understood what was happening, his body had already reacted first. With a sound of "wind blowing up dust and sand..." in his body, within two rounds of fighting, he started to get excited again and laughed several times: "Little girl, you are quite skilled, but you are still a little behind in fighting me!"

As soon as the song started playing "Countless heroes rushing to the four directions", Shi Guanyin was already at a disadvantage, being beaten by Yuan Shisanxian. She said angrily: "Wuhua, what are you still watching?"

Wuhua closed her eyes in despair.

Again.

But this time he did not choose to dance, but resolutely stood with his mother - and they were beaten by Yuan Shisan together.

Ye Gucheng's face already looked very ugly.

Yuan Shisanxian's expression also changed subtly. Ye Gucheng was seriously injured, so he naturally couldn't run away. When the bgm was halfway through, Shi Guanyin and Wuhua were already able to fight him to a draw, and they seemed to be able to suppress him.

Yuan Shisan was so angry that he couldn't help but yelled, "Wuhua! Why are you listening to this girl? Is she your mother?"

Wuhua smiled bitterly.

Guess what, she is really my mother.

This old lady still has some girlish baggage. If you dare to call her mom in front of outsiders, you will get embarrassed before you even finish the words.

Such a big commotion naturally attracted a lot of onlookers, especially Yuan Shisanxian who was still singing. His singing was heroic and passionate, and combined with his fighting, this fight seemed very unique.

No matter which country or dynasty, even in the game world, the human nature of liking to watch the fun will not change.

Almost everyone in the city came to watch, including the guards of the palace and the king who was wandering at the gate of the palace. Everyone was pointing and talking, and some wicked people were even laughing.

Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuxue tacitly retreated outside the crowd.

The two people walked side by side and seemed to get along very well.

——It just seems so.

Ximen Chuxue suddenly asked, "Have you ever fought against Yuan Shisanxian?"

Ye Gucheng nodded.

Ximen Chuixue asked: "How is the outcome?"

Ye Gucheng stopped and turned to look at him: "I don't believe you are just curious."

Ximen Chuixue actually smiled: "Yes, I do want to compete with you, but before that, I still need to understand some things."

He added a little bit, and his strength and speed became much stronger. It is not fair to Ye Gucheng to compare them this way.

When dealing with monsters, Ximen Chuxue can use any means necessary, but when dealing with his opponents, he still hopes for a completely fair duel.

A few years ago, Ximen Chuxue once chased the one-armed dragon Hai Qikuo all the way to the South China Sea, and briefly met the Lord of Baiyun City. He was indeed, as the rumors said, an opponent of equal strength to himself. However, after so many years of separation and having been delayed in the game for so long, he had to find out how strong Ye Gucheng was now. [Note 1]

Ye Gucheng certainly understood Ximen Chuxue's intention, but he was very reluctant to answer his question. He changed his answer to a new one:

"I've seen everything you've been through here."

Ximen Chuxue was stunned. He rarely showed such a surprised expression in his life. He didn't quite understand: "You saw everything?"

Ye Gucheng said calmly: "The entire clearance process is broadcast live, and anyone who enters the game can see it. Don't you know?"

As if that wasn't enough, he added, "In the past two months or so, when I had nothing to do, I often looked at you."

Ximen Chuxue froze completely, and his pale face suddenly turned red, so red that it felt hot.

Shi Guanyin's coercion, Lin Xian'er's temptation, his loss of composure under the Tower of Oblivion, the ridiculous appearance of him running around with Andariel... Ximen Chuxue was so ashamed that he wished he could dig a grave on the spot and lie in it!

At this moment, the sound of music suddenly came closer from far away. Wuhua ran in front and shouted, "Ye Gucheng! Your teammate has gone crazy. Sing to control him!"

Ye Gucheng's face was stiff, and he said coldly: "I can't sing anything!"

Peng——

The tiles on the ground cracked, and Yuan Shisan roared, "Good boy! Take this from me!"

Wuhua yelled at the top of her lungs, "You're talking nonsense! I've heard you secretly sing Drunken Butterfly before!"

Ye Gucheng's face suddenly turned red.

(End of this chapter)