Endless Winter: My Camp Upgrades Infinitely

Chapter 933: Chapter 348: Plots and Counterplots, East Ridge Five, Zhu Yang’s Threat, The Dust Settles (Part 3)

"So beautiful."

"Isn’t her skin too fair?"

Setting everything else aside, when Zhao Yuanshan took off her black robe, her beautiful face instantly drew gasps of admiration from many young people.

Although she wore only an ordinary blue cotton dress, her youthfulness stood out, and it was clear that she rarely ventured out for lumbering or hunting. Compared to the women of Beining Mountain, her fair complexion was truly a class above.

"Lord Zhao’s niece?"

"Such powerful strength, with a basic power of twenty-seven thousand pounds, she’s almost on par with Zhu Baixu. Who knew Lord Zhao had such an outstanding niece?"

Unlike Zhu Tong and the others, Hong Fan and Zi Jin were full of joy as they watched Zhao Yuanshan on the stage.

"Once the challenge match starts, it can’t stop. Every thirty breaths without a challenger, the defender automatically gets a point. Leader Zhu, don’t waste time!"

With the situation suddenly changed, the aggressive stance shifted from Zhu Tong to Lu Yang, who even took the initiative to remind Zhu Tong of the competition rules.

Zhu Tong’s face flushed with embarrassment, as he was well aware that Lu Yang’s reminder was a deliberate humiliation, designed to expose his own lack of control.

His mind now in turmoil, Zhu Tong glanced back at the first and second platforms where two individuals had yet to remove their black robes. After some quick thinking, he turned and signaled to Nie Ying and Bai Bo.

Although they too looked shocked, they quickly signaled their five members to start the challenge.

"Bai Yuan, Zhang Kongwu, challenge platform 1."

"Long River, Wang Fan, challenge platform 2."

"Bai Yuan, Bai Wuji, challenge platform 3."

Quickly, three young men stepped onto the stages.

"Bai Wuji is Leader Bai’s younger son, right?"

"His base power is also twenty-seven thousand. Is he planning to knock Zhao Yuanshan down first?"

"The other two aren’t particularly strong, they’re probably there to probe platform 12."

......

From the way people discussed, it was clear that the focus of this round was platform three. Bai Bo directly sent his youngest, Bai Wuji, clearly intending to have him act as Zhu Ling’s Imperial Guard.

Zhang Kongwu and Wang Fan both had base powers of only twenty-two thousand, making them the weakest among each family’s five contestants, clearly intended for reconnaissance.

Shhhh......

Setting aside the thoughts in everyone’s minds, Bai Wuji of platform three obviously learned from Liu Yan’s mistake. He wasted no time with unnecessary words and immediately charged forward with his drawn sword, leaving no room for Zhao Yuanshan to react.

Whoosh......

However, facing his sudden attack, Zhao Yuanshan displayed no signs of panic. Her longsword, in tandem with her graceful movements, consistently prevented Bai Wuji from using his full strength, and she even found numerous opportunities to strike him.

From his initial serious expression, Bai Wuji, after incurring several bleeding wounds, transformed into panic, even fear.

As Zhao Yuanshan withdrew, her gaze sharpened. The once-graceful longsword in her hand suddenly changed its trajectory, thrusting out three sword gleams in an instant.

Critically, these three gleams targeted Bai Wuji’s left waist, chest, and forehead – three completely different locations.

Clang......

Panic-stricken, Bai Wuji could only raise his sword to protect his vital spot on his forehead.

Swish...swoosh...

The two sword gleams pierced directly through his left waist and chest, with Zhao Yuanshan’s longsword resting on his neck. Before he could say a word, she kicked him squarely in the chest.

Bang!

Just like Zhu Ling’s Liu Yan moments ago, Bai Wuji was kicked off the platform.

Bai Bo darted forward to catch his son, quickly applied medicinal powder to his chest and left waist, then turned to glare at Zhao Yuanshan on the platform. Yet, he dared not utter a single word, ultimately clenching his jaw as he carried his son back.

"The Spiritual Sword Technique was only placed in the Martial Arts Pavilion by Madam last year. It’s rumored that once reaching the Transformation Realm, one can instantly strike with thirteen swords from different angles. I’ve only reached the entry-level, so I can only execute three swords, but combined with the Small Success Realm Long Fist Battle Style, each of these three swords can gain a 50% strength boost. Compared to my cousins, it’s nothing, but here..."

Zhao Yuanshan ignored Bai Bo’s gaze, turned to sweep her eyes over the other contestants below, and finally focused on the four remaining members of Zhu Ling’s team, showing no shame in her scornful and disdainful expression.

Bang... bang......

The commotion brought about by Zhao Yuanshan had not yet subsided when Zhang Kongwu and Wang Fan from the other two platforms were already knocked down.

"Stronger than that girl?"

"Luo Cheng on platform 1 has a base power of twenty-nine thousand pounds!"

"And Xiao Yan on platform 2 seems close to reaching the thirty thousand-pound limit."

"Luo Cheng’s strength seems even more terrifying. He didn’t even use his long spear, taking down Zhang Qingkong just using his fists and feet."

"Even compared to peers from Beishuo, these three are impressive!"

"Where did East Ridge produce so many geniuses?"

......

Zhu Tong’s entire face turned beet red with anger. Not only him, Zhu Da, Zhu Mai, and others beside him also looked equally mortified.

In stark contrast to Lu Yang’s casual demeanor below, they were not only embarrassed but also carried an air of panic.

"Bai Yuan, Liu Xin, challenge platform 3."

"Long River, Nie Shen, challenge platform 2."

"Yanggu, Li Shaoqing, challenge platform 1."

Once the competition began, it could not be stopped. Thirty breaths without a challenger, and the platform defender automatically scored a point. So even though Zhu Tong had already realized many things and was internally flustered, he had no choice but to continue.