Chapter Fifty-One An Opportunity

  "Come out, I know you're here, if you don't come out now, they'll just be sending themselves to their deaths for nothing."

  Just as Zhao Xuan finished speaking, a clear and crisp laughter was heard, and a black figure jumped down from the corridor on the second floor. Although she had her head wrapped in a black cloth, only revealing the part below her eyebrows, it could be seen that this was a woman.

  Her age was around twenty-five, the skin exposed outside of her black clothes showed a naturally healthy and radiant white complexion. On her beautiful face without any makeup, a pair of eyes shone brightly, with a hint of seductive charm at the corners. Her gaze was captivating; her bright red lips and slightly raised lip corners were even more alluring, exuding a fatal attraction. The black dress that clung to her body outlined her stunning curves, showcasing a mature and enticing demeanor that could effortlessly arouse men's most primal desires, leaving them with endless fantasies.

  If it weren't for the strange, curved weapon in her right hand, with two sharp blades protruding from the outer arc of the bow-like shape, like a halberd's blade added to the outside of a bow, shining with a cold light and exuding an air of danger that would make any man hard to resist. However, women with a hint of danger also have another kind of allure for men. Therefore, although they knew she was an enemy, many people on this side of the plateau still felt an inexplicable sense of not wanting to be hostile towards her.

  The girl in black clothes pointed the strange weapon at Zhao Xuan and said, "I didn't expect you to be able to detect my presence. It's not easy, it seems that this operation is not as boring as I thought."

  Gao Yuan furrowed his brow and said, "Who are you? Was it you who took Huan'er away?"

  The woman in black smiled and said: "My name is Ye Wuxue, the Huan'er you mentioned is that little kid, right? He's indeed the one we caught."

  "He is there now."

  "Yè wú yuè yòng wǔ qì xiàng hòu, zhǐ le zhǐ lóu shàng, xiào dào: 'jiù zài dì sān céng, bú guò néng bu néng jiù le nà ge hái duō, jiù yào kàn nǐ men de běn shí le.'"

  Translation:

  "Night Without Moon pointed his weapon backwards and pointed to the upper floor, laughing: 'It's on the third floor, but whether you can save that child or not depends on your skills'."

  Zhao Xuan pointed his long spear at Ye Wuxue and said, "Then come on, let's settle the outcome here."

  Yè Wú Yuè let out another laughter that shook the hearts of all, saying: "Don't be so eager to take action. To be honest, I really dislike it when everything is decided by force. It's just too meaningless. Your goal isn't to rescue that child, right? You should know that the child is currently in our hands. If I want the child to die, you won't be able to save him."

  Gao Yuan's face tightened, and he said: "If anything happens to Huan'er, all of you will be buried with him. Especially you, and I'll carve a dozen or so knives on your face."

  Her face changed slightly in the moonless night, but quickly returned to normal, still with an enticing smile, saying: "Whether we can let that child be buried with us is still hard to say, but if I want to kill that child, it's absolutely possible. However, as I said, what I hate most is deciding things by force, so I can give you a chance."

  Although he clearly knew that he was being led by the nose, now Xiao Luo Huan was in her hands, so Gao Yuan could only follow her words and said: "What opportunity?"

  Yè Wú Yuè smiled and said, "I can let one of you go upstairs, but I've already arranged for someone to guard the child on the upper floor. If the person you send up can defeat him, then you can rescue the child. Don't you think this is a good opportunity?" As she spoke, she pointed her weapon at Gao Yuan, saying, "You're the one, Descendant of the General Star. It's only fitting that you take on this task."

  Gao Yuan's heart knew, of course, that although he was giving himself an opportunity by saying "no moon at night", he would not easily rescue Luo Huan. She must have arranged for a master to be upstairs, and with Luo Huan in her hands, she could use him to threaten Gao Yuan, standing on unassailable ground. On the other hand, once he went upstairs, he would fall into an irreversible situation, and might even lose his life upstairs.

  But now I don't have the capital to refuse. Because what Ye Wu Yue said is not wrong at all, as long as she wants to kill Luo Huan, this side can't stop her, even if Zhao Xuan's marksmanship is high, it's useless. On the contrary, agreeing to Ye Wu Yue's request, even if the opportunity to save Luo Huan is slim, there is still a chance. Therefore, Gao Yuan also nodded and said: "Good, I agree with you."

  Yè Wú Yuè let out another burst of laughter and took two steps to the side, saying: "I knew you'd agree, so please go ahead." Meanwhile, behind her, the person in gray also moved aside, clearing the way.

  Gao Yuan glanced at Zhao Xuan, and Zhao Xuan also nodded, saying: "Go, I'll defeat her as soon as possible, go upstairs to help you." Gao Yuan also nodded, striding through the opponent, following the stairs, stepped onto the second floor, then turned behind the wall.

  "Now it's our turn," Zhao Xuan said with a wave of his spear. "Let's get straight to the point and stop wasting time."

  Even if you can defeat me, you won't be able to save him. The people I've arranged on the upper floor are not something he can handle, and you may not even be able to defeat me, so don't waste your effort.

  Zhao Xuan smiled faintly and said, "Is that so? But I don't think so. How long do you think you can hold me off? And how long can he last? You're underestimating him and overestimating yourself."

  Ye Wuxue was taken aback for a moment, Zhao Xuan's words seemed to be full of confidence, could it be that he really had the upper hand in defeating him, and could Gao Yuan hold on until then? Originally, Ye Wuxue's previous words had a large part of the intention to disturb Zhao Xuan's mind, but not only was Zhao Xuan unmoved, he even counterattacked with sharp words. However, Ye Wuxue was also a person with a very firm will, and naturally wouldn't be shaken by Zhao Xuan's words, so he coldly smiled and said: "Good, then let's see."

  As soon as she finished speaking, Night Without Moon waved her hand and the halberd in her hand suddenly split in two. The upper half of the halberd transformed into a cold light that flew quickly towards Zhao Xuan.

  At this time, the two were only seven or eight meters apart, and it could be said that they would arrive in the blink of an eye. However, Zhao Xuan did not panic at all, holding the gun with one hand, and stabbed out calmly, precisely hitting the tip of the halberd, knocking half of the halberd to one side.

  And in the night without a moon, her right hand suddenly brought back the half of the bow halberd that had flown out, swiftly slashing towards Zhao Xuan's neck. It turned out that between these two halves of the bow halberd, there was an extremely thin rope connecting them, which could change the flight trajectory of the half bow halberd through control of the rope.

  Zhao Xuan didn't dodge the halberd flying towards him, but instead took a step forward. The long spear in his hand swiftly stabbed towards Ye Wuxue's throat. This spear was extremely exquisite, not only did it avoid the halberd that was slashing towards him, but also regained the initiative, truly achieving two goals with one move.

  But Ye Wu Yue seemed to have anticipated this move, and with a pull of the rope, he retrieved the flying guandao and swung it at Zhao Xuan's back of the head. At the same time, he flung the other half of the guandao at Zhao Xuan's chest.

  Although the night moon was launched later, because the other half of the bow halberd was thrown out, it could still hit the opponent before Zhao Xuan's long gun, and the two halves of the bow halberd formed a pincer movement from front to back against Zhao Xuan. Moreover, these two halves of the bow halberd were connected by ropes, and Ye Wuxue could control the trajectory of the bow halberd at any time through the rope, adapting to the changes in the opponent's actions. This also made it difficult for the opponent to defend.

  Zhao Xuan's body was short, dodging the two halberds that were swung at him from front and back. With a long spear, he swept horizontally across Ye Wu's waist like a club.

  Ye Wuxue was too late to dodge, so he could only use his feet to push off the ground and retreat backwards, avoiding Zhao Xuan's sweeping spear. At the same time, he also pulled back his two broken halberds. Zhao Xuan let out a low shout, seizing the initiative, and the long spear in his hand suddenly transformed into countless spear shadows, like a fierce storm, rapidly stabbing towards Ye Wuxue. Meanwhile, Ye Wuxue held a rope in both hands, swinging the two broken halberds up and down, left and right, creating a whirlwind of cold light in front of him, protecting his entire body from the wind and rain.

  The sound of the golden iron collision was like a dense rain hitting banana leaves, with the two people not giving in to each other, both using speed to overcome speed. The two weapons collided at least dozens of times within a short period, making it difficult for others to see clearly the movements of both sides.

  Suddenly, Ye Wu Mu pulled back with both hands, grasping the two broken halberds in his own hands, forming a cross shape with the two halberd handles, while the two halberd blades formed a pair of scissors that locked Zhao Xuan's incoming spear in their jaws.

  Zhao Xuan's wrist flipped, and before the scissors lock merged, he pulled out his long gun and retreated three steps. Ye Wu Yue's locked gun fell empty, and he didn't pursue, the two forming a standoff again.

  Yè Wú Miǎo smiled slightly and said, "If that's all you've got, then wanting to defeat me is simply impossible."

  Zhao Xuan also smiled faintly and said: "It seems that there is no movement upstairs, it looks like the person above is not as strong as you said."

  Yè Wú Yuè Dào said: "The sound of fighting on the third floor will not be transmitted downwards."

  Zhao Xuan said, "But at least until now, there has been no news coming down, which means the battle upstairs is still ongoing. As for who will win or lose upstairs, it seems that it's still uncertain, and maybe I won't even need to make a move."

  "Hiss!"

  The night had no moon, and the two halves of the halberd merged into one again, pointing at Zhao Xuan, saying: "That's not a problem, after I kill you, I'll go up to the third floor and kill him too."

  Zhao Xuan shook his long spear and said, "If you have confidence, then come on."