Phoenix Destiny-Chapter 459 - 460 Throwing a Brick to Attract Jade

Even they might not defeat an opponent in three moves.

If one rashly stepped forward, they would likely meet a similar fate.

However, hoping to take advantage required cooperation from others…

“What, not daring anymore?” Lu Mingshu displayed a dismissive look, glancing from Kou Wei to Fang Zhen, then from Fang Zhen to Ling Wuxia, and finally to others, “I know everyone here can’t stand me, but I can’t stand you either.

Do you know why?”

Without waiting for a reply, she continued, “On the surface, there is camaraderie and propriety, but in reality, there is a thief’s heart without a thief’s courage.

Before I came, how many of you were fixated on this secret method?

Since you couldn’t snatch it from the Seven Truths Platform, you placed your hopes on the Nine Jade Palace.

But what did you do after I arrived?

Restless inside, yet pretending to be indifferent on the outside.

Even if I publicly displayed the secret methods, you all remained so cowardly!”

Cowardly!

When she uttered this word, many stood up angrily on the land bridge, and some even slammed a palm on a table.

This Lu Mingshu, they thought earlier she was arrogant but pitiable, only to find she was so unappreciative!

No matter how strong she was, could she be stronger than the Assimilation Realm?

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The few seniors present could crush her with a finger!

Yet she deemed it cowardly.

“What are you all standing there for?

Hurry up!” Finally, someone couldn’t hold back and shouted.

Someone immediately echoed, “Exactly, she called you cowardly, are you going to keep playing the coward?”

“Go!

Becoming the first on The New Ranking, she thinks she’s invincible?”

“Hurry, show her the vastness of the world.”

“Right, go, hurry up!”

On the land bridge, shouts rose one after another.

The great disciples of the Heavenly Sea Pavilion exchanged glances.

This was the Heavenly Sea Pavilion; the most disciples in the Five Dragon Mystic Water Formation were from the Heavenly Sea Pavilion.

They had to lead the charge.

Since that was the case…

Du Furong was the first to stand out, “Miss Lu, Du Furong of the Heavenly Sea Pavilion seeks to learn from you!”

Upon hearing, Hua Manxi was stunned and muttered, “Senior Sister!” Disapproval showed in his eyes, as this was not in their earlier plan.

Du Furong gave him a reassuring look, then looked up at Lu Mingshu, standing high on the jade pillar.

Lu Mingshu curled her lips into a faint smile, “Finally someone steps up.

Among so many, Miss Du shows courage.”

Du Furong replied, “I don’t deserve such praise, consider it casting a brick to attract jade.”

Lu Mingshu chuckled lightly, without further words, “In that case, please proceed.”

“My apologies.”

As soon as she finished speaking, two streaks of light flew from Du Furong’s sleeves into her hands.

Her weapons were two small swords, about a foot long each, one snow-white and the other a condensed jade.

Du Furong leaped lightly, soaring in an instant, eyes fierce, revealing a murderous intent.

She ranked fourth among the ten great disciples, just one rank lower than Dai Jingyu, with strength comparable.

Dai Jingyu’s bleak defeat was partly due to insufficient preparation, but Du Furong came prepared; it wouldn’t be easy to defeat her.

Lu Mingshu focused her gaze, seeing the two small swords ripple with light, the white one like ice, the jade one like water.

Though the swords had not yet come close, their intent pressed in, as if icy spikes and jade water were pressing down on her simultaneously.

The ten great disciples of the Heavenly Sea Pavilion indeed possessed unique prowess.

For an ordinary Spirit Realm member, reaching the Physical Manifestation of Sword Intent was substantial, yet Du Furong’s manifestation had reached a formless level surpassing the tangible.

Formless, thus undetectable, yet if overlooked, it could manifest anywhere.

Though Lu Mingshu’s words were arrogant, she did not underestimate her opponent.

All present were elite young Spirit Realms; how could she not be cautious when intending to fight many at once?

The Lunar God sword flew from its sheath like moonlight spilling forth.

Everyone saw a flash, and the two sword-lights had already intersected.

Du Furong frowned slightly.

Before, she had carefully studied Dai Jingyu’s battle, knowing Lu Mingshu’s sword-light was sharp and formidable, and had given it more thought this time.

Her Chenbi Sword, one like ice and the other like water, the ice emitting a killing intent, the water obstructing sword intent.

If Lu Mingshu assumed she was as easy to deal with as Dai Jingyu, she was mistaken.

But at this moment, facing directly, she realized she had underestimated her opponent’s overpowering sword intent.

Though currently blocked, without devising a plan, brute force alone might defeat her.

Du Furong’s thoughts spun swiftly, and the jade sword transformed into water, entangling her opponent.

Lu Mingshu felt the sword-light descend heavily, as if entangled by countless aquatic plants, dragging her into a deep abyss.

She remained calm, raising a palm.

Du Furong felt a surge of force, as if a huge wave crashed down with a “crash,” swiftly dissipating the water formed by the jade sword.

Her face turned pale, her eyes on Lu Mingshu filled with bewilderment and uncertainty.

This palm reminded her of confronting her own master, who had already reached the peak of the Spirit Realm and had been striving for the Assimilation Realm in recent years.

For Lu Mingshu to be this strong meant she was only a hair’s breadth from the Assimilation Realm?

How could it be?

She had only entered Entering Harmonization Realm a few years ago!

Even if she was skeptical about the secret methods before, this palm drove away all doubts in Du Furong’s mind.

The secret methods, the existence of the secret methods was indeed true!

If so, these methods must be contested!

Quickly forming a strategy, Du Furong made her jade sword again turn into water, swiftly entangling her opponent, while the white sword turned to ice, waiting for an opportunity.

Below, Fang Zhen furrowed his brows.

“Senior Brother Fang,” Hua Manxi called softly.

“Be patient,” Fang Zhen gave him a glance.

Though Hua Manxi was hot-tempered, he knew better than to escalate.

So he fell silent.

Fang Zhen had known Du Furong for years and understood her intentions through her strategies.

Du Furong never expected to win; after exchanging the first move, having gauged Lu Mingshu’s strength, she entirely gave up on competing with her.

Now she focused on “entangling,” aiming to exhaust her mystic force.

No matter how strong Lu Mingshu was, surely her mystic force was finite?

Once it was depleted, how much strength would she retain?

Since she intended to confront many at once so arrogantly, she would now experience the power of numbers!

But this meant Du Furong would inevitably have to sacrifice.

Fang Zhen silently sighed and glanced at Kou Wei.

Kou Wei stood, fan in hand, gaze heavy, thoughts unknown.