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The Senior Management of Huankezhao is a forbidden area that ordinary people find hard to enter. The corridors twist and turn, resembling a maze.
This design was naturally created because the founder of the Shangguan Family feared that someone might invade his castle and seize his throne. Now, such an event has indeed occurred.
However, several years later, the successor of that predecessor, Shangguan Wangyu, is much braver than his forerunner; he can face the storm alone.
Take the current situation with Wu, for example.
Just moments ago, Shangguan Wangyu had been running, with Wu in hot pursuit. The result of this chase was a trail of wails and lifeless bodies sprawled on the ground, their lives slowly ebbing away or already dried up.
In the end, despite carrying one person with him, Shangguan Wangyu could not shake off the agile Wu, whose keen senses made him an excellent pursuer.
Moreover, along the way, all of Shangguan Wangyu's support had vanished without a trace; now he could only rely on his own hands.
Wu did not feel any sense of ease because he knew from his experiences with Jufeng that Shangguan Wangyu was a person who concealed his true abilities.
Wu had encountered many such individuals who hid their strengths; none were easy to deal with. He recalled the most difficult confrontation on Earth against an assassin—who would have thought that the opponent turned out to be an old farmer?
Those who conceal their strength become formidable once exposed.
"You clearly possess strength equal to Jufeng's. Why do you still serve him? Is it really worth it? Or are you simply destined to be enslaved?"
Shangguan Wangyu showed no fear, even as the support around him crumbled under Wu's Chasing Wind Dart.
The words were venomous and aimed to strike at his heart, yet Wu remained unaffected. Over the past several years, among those he had killed, many were like Tang Seng—fond of prattling on endlessly.
But Wu's heart was as calm as still water; he understood well that words often hold little real power.
He tightened his grip on the Chasing Wind Dart and looked at Shangguan Wangyu. "We both wish for Chuyang to remain unharmed. Why not choose a more decisive approach? If you win, I will naturally no longer stand in your way; or do you lack confidence?"
Shangguan Wangyu raised an eyebrow and scoffed. "What a pathetic attempt at provocation. Do you think I would fall for it?"
With a slight smile, he said, "Whether it's low or inferior doesn't matter; what matters is whether it works. I believe you're willing to give it a try."
Shangguan Wangyu fell silent upon hearing this, unsure if she was calculating the time until Cao Ke's arrival or pondering something else entirely.
This place was relatively accessible, but the security within Senior Management either fell to Jufeng's side or remained with Cao Ke and Longshu, making an encounter unlikely for now.
At this moment, Chuyang was very quiet. It was unclear what method Shangguan Wangyu had employed, but throughout their journey, she had been unable to move.
After half a minute of silence, Shangguan Wangyu placed Chuyang a short distance behind her. Then, she pressed her right finger against the ring on her left hand, and suddenly, a converging Thermal Sword about twenty centimeters long appeared on her ring finger.
It looked like the long fingernails of an ancient empress from Huaguo—extremely sharp and exuding a chilling aura.
Thermal Swords came in various forms; those mounted on mechs were broad thermal devices with significant lethality.
As for the converging Thermal Sword, its temperature was not as high, allowing it to be touched by the palm. However, its power to cut through metal and stone remained immense and was certainly not something one could easily withstand.
The sword on Shangguan Wangyu's ring finger clearly stood at the level of Cosmic Apex. It was not only incredibly lightweight but also likely possessed other mysterious qualities.
Wu put away five Chasing Wind Darts and replaced them with a Second-Grade Knife from Huankezhao, switching to the position of the Thermal Sword before charging toward Shangguan Wangyu.
In just a few meters and a single breath...
"Clang!"
The two Thermal Swords clashed violently, producing a thunderous roar.
Wu's pupils constricted in shock. Shangguan Wangyu was exerting force with her ring finger while he was using his palm; under such circumstances, they were evenly matched. If Shangguan Wangyu unleashed her full strength, what level would that reach?
Realizing his misjudgment regarding his opponent, Wu understood he needed to retreat and reassess. Otherwise, if he got dragged into Shangguan Wangyu's rhythm, he would find himself in an infinitely passive situation.
However, a sly smile crept onto Shangguan Wangyu's lips; how could he allow Wu to retreat so easily? With a sudden tremor of his right hand, another Thermal Sword materialized. Though the twin blades were extremely thin and short, when combined, they unleashed immense power.
Wu, naturally cautious by nature, had been careful enough, yet he found himself ensnared in Shangguan Wangyu's trap. At this moment, extricating himself was already quite difficult; he could only think of other ways while engaged in battle.
The Thermal Sword raised the temperature in the area, intensifying the fight, and beads of sweat began to form densely on Wu's forehead.
Chuyang had grown up in a martial arts environment and could clearly see the passive situation Wu was trapped in. Anxiousness welled up inside; he wanted to do something, but his body could only sway slightly, completely under the control of his brain.
On the back of Chuyang's neck was a black dot—a miniature device capable of controlling human nerves, belonging to high-tech products that had not been made public.
The battle continued with extreme tension. Before long, Wu's clothing was singed in a spot on his chest.
Not long after that, with a "crackle," a strand of Wu's hair was burned away.
Soon after, pain suddenly shot through Wu's shoulder as the aroma of roasted meat wafted through the air.
Chuyang crouched nearby, tears streaming down his face.
In this desperate situation, if Wu continued to be forced into combat without finding his rhythm, it was very likely he would die here.
One must understand that throughout this journey, Wu had already exhausted an unknown amount of stamina. Although he wasn't at his last gasp, he was significantly outmatched compared to the energetic Shangguan Wangyu.
If it were during his peak condition, Wu would have been capable of fighting back.
This was the most challenging battle Wu had ever faced—not only due to Shangguan Wangyu's formidable strength but also because of his cunning and deceitfulness, coupled with Wu's own passivity.
Wu sighed deeply within himself and thought, "I'm sorry, old partner!"
Then, at an opportune moment, as Wu turned around, the Chasing Wind Dart flew toward Shangguan Wangyu's face from an unexpected angle.
If Shangguan Wangyu continued to pursue Wu, he would inevitably be pierced by Chasing Wind. With no other choice, Shangguan Wangyu had to change his combat stance, shifting from offense to defense, as his two swords intertwined and struck against Chasing Wind Dart.
"Clang..."
That was the sound of metal hitting the ground.
Indeed, while Chasing Wind Dart had saved Wu's life, under the Thermal Sword, it could only become a piece of scrap metal.
Most of the surrounding gears and blades had vanished, and the entire body of Chasing Wind Dart was twisted and deformed.
Wu looked at the wreckage of Chasing Wind Dart and suddenly felt a pang of sadness.
(To be continued)
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