Stepping on the Demoness to become the strongest-Chapter 473 - 69: Yan Yu Brand Combat Power Detector
Chapter 473: Chapter 69: Yan Yu Brand Combat Power Detector
Zhao Yuanzhen’s strength lay in her ample combat experience and extremely quick on-the-spot reactions.
After all, she was from the Demonic Sect, where survival of the fittest and constant conflicts were rampant, so it was only natural that she was experienced in combat.
As for so-called on-the-spot reactions, it wasn’t Lin Ning’s best reaction speed, but rather a kind of combat intuition developed later—take, for instance, an unexpected enemy suddenly attacking; Lin Ning might react more quickly, but by the time she decided how to counterattack, Zhao Yuanzhen had already made her move.
When facing danger, the ability to counterattack reflexively without a second thought was Zhao Yuanzhen’s greatest advantage.
However, it was also her flaw.
Because she focused too much on striking first, the Demonic Sect Enchantress’s attacks often lacked deep thought, leading to her fighting style being somewhat predictable: the first strike fierce, the second powerful, the third hard to block. After that, huh? It seemed no more than that.
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Continuing this way, those she couldn’t beat now, she wouldn’t see any chance of winning against in the future; those she could beat, as their understanding of her attack pattern deepened, she might not be able to defeat later on.
Yan Yu had pointed out this problem to her last year.
But it was no use. Zhao Yuanzhen was the type to rely entirely on instinct in battle, and her ability to learn on her own was shockingly poor; it wasn’t a matter of “tell her how, and she could do it immediately.”
Fortunately, the combat strength of the Demonic Sect Enchantress was evident here and now, sufficient to handle most opponents, so Yan Yu wasn’t in a hurry to reform her just yet.
First, let her witness my might.
Zhao Yuanzhen had no idea he harbored ill intentions; she merely thought, if the little thief Yan Yu isn’t using the Cloud Bagua Step, shouldn’t I be able to beat him until he scatters like teeth?
Ha ha, start the battle!
She activated the Shifting Technique, charging at Yan Yu, and the Yin Wind Sword flew from her hand, faster by a fraction, aimed at Yan Yu’s abdomen.
In real combat, the Flying Sword would usually target the head, forcing the opponent to watch the blade coming at them, and in their panic, they would easily expose weaknesses… But the cunning little thief Yan Yu, there was no need for that.
Observe the sword!
Without using the Cloud Bagua Step, Yan Yu simply stood still, pinched out a Sword Technique with his left hand, and the Liang Yi Sword shot out, quickly intercepting the Yin Wind Sword.
After a brief exchange of offense and defense with the swords, Zhao Yuanzhen saw she couldn’t make progress, so she suddenly raised her right hand and struck overhead with the White Bone Heart-Locking Hammer.
Yan Yu remained calm, formed a Sword Technique with his right hand, and effortlessly intercepted the enchantress’s hammer magic treasure. At the same time, his left hand quietly joined two fingers and subtly pointed forward.
As Zhao Yuanzhen was about to attack again, suddenly a burst of Qi struck her chest, as if she had been forcefully pushed backward. She staggered back a few steps before stabilizing, panting heavily.
“You’ve lost,” Yan Yu said, hands behind his back, yet somewhat surprised internally.
To avoid injuring the enchantress, he had only used twenty percent of his power in that Impact Curse, which should have been just painful enough not to cause injury. How come she seems unharmed… Oh, the enchantress has fat to buffer it; should not aim at the chest.
Zhao Yuanzhen, having been hit by an Impact Curse, knew she had indeed lost and couldn’t help but say angrily,
“When did you use the Impact Curse? I didn’t see it!”
Yan Yu didn’t respond verbally but once again controlled the Huang Tingjian, making a gesture to block the White Bone Heart-Locking Hammer while his left hand joined two middle fingers.
Seeing him raise his fingers again, Zhao Yuanzhen was so frightened that she almost dodged to the side before suddenly realizing.
It turned out that the position where the Huang Tingjian intercepted the White Bone Heart-Locking Hammer was exactly in the middle of the line connecting the two, blocking her view of Yan Yu.
“Did you calculate that?” Zhao Yuanzhen asked.
“Not really,” Yan Yu deliberately said, “It just so happened.”
“I haven’t even said what it was!” Zhao Yuanzhen angrily replied, her suspicion as a Demonic Sect Enchantress flaring up, increasingly convinced that it was Yan Yu’s calculated plan, “to deliberately block the hand seal! Despicable! Crafty! Shameless!”
“The winner is king, the loser the bandit. What does it matter morally?” Yan Yu laughed. “Put away your sorry loser’s facade, shall we continue? I’ll give you another chance.”
Zhao Yuanzhen, being vengeful, grasped his latter words and immediately growled,
“Fight!”
I’ll go all out with you!
Chen Lingyun, watching on the side, was surprised as she saw Sister Zhao being variously tormented by Yan Yu.
Usually, in team practice sessions, Yan Yu defeated everyone fair and square, not resorting to so many tricks. Whether it was using Flying Sword Blinding techniques or sneaking around for a backstab… The most exaggerated instance was when he used the Huang Tingjian to knock the White Bone Heart-Locking Hammer flying backward, hitting Zhao Yuanzhen who hadn’t reacted yet, leaving a bruise on her face.
“No more fighting, no more fighting!” the Demonic Sect Enchantress finally surrendered, sitting down on the ground with a plop and complaining, “You just know how to bully me with these petty tricks!”
“Even though they are petty tricks, if used at the right moment and setting, they can be surprisingly effective,” Yan Yu said meaningfully.
Hearing this, Zhao Yuanzhen was startled, then suddenly got inspired and started to ponder silently.
Her own combat style was both pragmatic and rash; asking her to practice basic skills like Lin Ning, repeating the four major sword techniques a thousand times a day, was something she absolutely couldn’t endure the monotony of.
But petty tricks like these, which didn’t require repeated training to master proficiency and could be used as soon as they were learned, fit her temperament perfectly.
Hmph, I’ll sneakily learn them!
The two practiced several more times, and seeing that Zhao Yuanzhen was indeed sneakily learning his petty tricks, Yan Yu finally relaxed a bit, albeit somewhat helplessly.
The temperament of the Demonic Sect Enchantress was quirky; the harder you tried to teach her something, the less she was willing to practice it, to the point that now he could only subtly pass on the good stuff through actual combat—she was actually willing to put in the effort to learn then.
That’s really defiant! Teach you straightforwardly, you refuse to learn; beat you up, and you want to secretly learn!
Forget it, just consider it cultivating her ability to adapt, so she doesn’t always rely on the same old fierce, strong, and fast attacks, without even knowing basic tactical variations.
After thoroughly trouncing Zhao Yuanzhen, Yan Yu finally felt satisfied and clapped his hands, saying:
“Alright! That’s enough for today!”
He turned to check on the other teammates. Lin Ning was hit three times by Su Yunjin, earning the privilege of extra late-night practice; Xie Ruoxi had depleted all her True Yuan and seemed to be practicing diligently too; he’d check her accuracy in a few days.
The group started leaving the school, planning to go home to rest for a bit, have dinner, then call Lin Ning back to school for more practice.
By then, Lin Ning had also come to realize, thinking, I’m penalized with extra practice just for one mistake, whereas Yunjin has to go through it flawlessly to get extra practice; isn’t this just outright bullying?
But since the words were out, she felt too embarrassed to protest and just quietly cooked in a gloomy mood.
During dinner, Xie Ruoxi casually asked:
“Captain, you said that our strength has regressed a bit after the New Year, so how do we compare to the Huofeng Team?”
“I can’t say whether they have regressed,” Yan Yu replied while picking food for his bowl, “so let me just rate our strengths against each other, taking Ningning as the benchmark…”
“Why use me as the benchmark!” Lin Ning immediately protested, but was completely ignored by Yan Yu:
“Zhao is about 1.2 Ningnings, slightly stronger than Ningning; Ruoxi, if she sorts out her accuracy issue, could be about 1.4 Ningnings with the Thunder Method’s firepower, but during simulation battles, the Thunder Method might be prohibited, and with only Sword Control Technique, that falls to 0.7 Ningning because your swordsmanship is terrible!”
“Yun Jin 0.6 Ningning, Ling Yun 0.4 Ningning; your roles in the team are mainly to support, assist, control, and scout, it doesn’t matter if you’re not as strong as Ningning, maintaining around 0.7 Ningning will be fine.”
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“As for the Huofeng Team, as of the last live combat broadcast, Zhou Hongyu is estimated at 1.3 Ningnings, Qin Meng at 0.9 Ningning, Zhang Huaide at 0.7 Ningning, Tang Xiaolian and Meng Qingxi both are support roles, probably around 0.5 Ningning, similar to Ling Yun. Hou Qing I haven’t seen, unclear.”
“I said, don’t use me as a unit of strength!” Lin Ning continued her protest.
“That being said, our strength is actually stronger than that of Huofeng Team,” Su Yunjin reflected, “but real combat isn’t only about individual strength, right?”
“Exactly,” Yan Yu nodded, “like if Ningning accidentally gets isolated and separated from the team and then gets hit by Zhou Hongyu’s spell and eliminated, we immediately lose a whole Ningning of strength and fall into a disadvantage.”
“So why is it me again getting eliminated…” Lin Ning’s voice trailed off, suddenly curious to ask, “What about yourself?”
“What about myself?” Yan Yu asked.
“How many… Ningnings are you?” Lin Ning asked albeit a bit awkwardly.
“Infinitely many,” Yan Yu stated solemnly.
“Nuts!” Lin Ning cursed, “Less nonsense, eat your shrimp!”
She picked up a prawn, irritably tossing it into Yan Yu’s bowl.
Su Yunjin watched from the side, a bit eager herself: I want to serve the captain some food too!
Yan Yu leisurely ate the prawn Lin Ning had tossed over, pondering for a moment, then suddenly whispered to Lin Ning:
“Tonight at the school, practice well. At 10 p.m., I’ll come over and give you some tips.”
“Humph.” Lin Ning was still a bit huffy, but quickly lost her anger, secretly thrilled.
