Chapter 66: Want to Play Dirty?

Witnessing the great-success level movement techniques of the Sword Peak disciples, the disciples from other peaks were stunned.

This was truly ridiculous. "You Sword Peak people specialize in sword techniques, so why are your movement techniques so damn good?"

They were unwilling, frustrated—they just couldn't swallow this.

Every time they saw the smug look on the Sword Peak disciples' faces when they snatched a demon horse, the other disciples' teeth itched with anger. To describe it in two words: "show-offs."

"No, I can't swallow this."

"Can't swallow it? What can you do? Do you have a great-success movement technique? Everyone there has one."

"If I can't, someone else can. I don't believe the disciples of Shadow Peak aren't as good as them."

Shadow Peak, one of the thirty-six peaks of the Profound Heaven Sect, was also the smallest and most mysterious.

The entire Profound Heaven Sect’s intelligence was handled by Shadow Peak, so, if nothing else, they definitely had the edge in movement techniques.

They weren't Sword Peak’s opponents, but surely Shadow Peak disciples were?

Hearing this, the disciple’s eyes lit up, but then dimmed.

"That's true, but those guys from Shadow Peak..."

They were a group of elusive people. It wouldn't be easy to get them to act. Moreover, Shadow Peak disciples didn't need to do tasks, or rather, their tasks were different from other peaks—they were independent.

Hearing this, the disciple smiled.

"Don't worry, I happen to have gotten to know a Shadow Peak senior brother before. It should be fine."

"That's good."

Since there was a way, it was easy to handle. Immediately, several disciples headed toward Shadow Peak.

At the same time, other disciples, seeing that their movement techniques couldn't compare to Sword Peak’s, also began to calculate other means.

"Damn it, since movement techniques don't work, I'll have to use some small tricks. You pushed us too far, don't blame me."

"Senior Brother, you want to..."

"If I don't vent this anger, I won't even have the heart to cultivate. I must get one back."

Another morning, the Sword Peak disciples who had finished breakfast arrived at the Task Hall on the main peak one after another.

The disciples from other peaks were the same; both sides had already begun to compete.

Seeing the Sword Peak disciples appear, the disciples from other peaks revealed a cold look in their eyes.

They had already discussed it: even if they had to use some underhanded means, they would teach Sword Peak a lesson today.

After the Sword Peak disciples accepted their tasks, the demon horse snatching battle began once again.

"Do it!"

Seeing this, a disciple shouted in a low voice, and the disciples from other peaks who had been prepared acted one after another.

This time, they weren't comparing movement techniques; they were playing dirty.

Either using spells, binding talismans, or more directly, just grabbing their legs.

In any case, there was only one goal: to control these Sword Peak disciples.

As long as you control them, no matter how amazing your movement technique is, it has no place to be used.

For a moment, a familiar scene seemed to appear outside the main peak's Task Hall. The Sword Peak disciples were naturally very familiar with this; after all, they experienced such things three times every day.

They weren't nervous at all; on the contrary, they wanted to laugh.

"Hey, playing dirty, are we?"

"Too naive. You think this will work?"

"This is all stuff I played with and discarded."

Then, the Sword Peak disciples skillfully avoided the numerous control spells and binding talismans.

"That's not how you use a binding hand. Let Senior Brother teach you."

A disciple had intended to use a binding hand to control this Sword Peak disciple, but the Sword Peak disciple smiled slightly, sidestepped, and easily dodged the attack.

Then he used the same spell, but it had already reached the perfection level.

One minor-success binding hand, one perfection-level binding hand—comparing the two, the outcome was self-evident.

Unsurprisingly, the disciple was controlled in place by the binding hand, unable to move at all.

"You don't even know how to use talismans. How can you hit anyone if you go straight for them?"

Facing a talisman attack, the Sword Peak disciple only said it was too childish.

Although Sword Peak stipulated that they couldn't use external help when snatching food, the Sword Peak disciples had never stopped their research on talismans.

"Better safe than sorry. Who knows when the rules will change?"

Therefore, although Sword Peak disciples couldn't draw talismans, when it came to using them, they were absolutely top-notch.

To this end, Sword Peak disciples had summarized the three elements of using talismans: Concealment, Diversion, and Surprise.

"Concealment" means being secretive. When using a talisman, you must hide it. If the opponent discovers it before you even throw it, that's clearly a failure.

The later the opponent discovers you've used a talisman, the higher the hit rate naturally is.

"Diversion" is what is called confusion. The more direct a talisman attack is, the harder it is to succeed. If you throw it directly at someone's face, and the cultivation gap isn't large, isn't it easily dodged?

Therefore, you need to divert, confuse the opponent, make a feint to the east and attack in the west, to dismantle the opponent's defenses.

And "Surprise" is just as the word implies: unexpected. The more unexpected the moment you attack, the more effective it will be.

These were all experiences accumulated by Sword Peak disciples through countless days and nights, through blood and sweat.

Therefore, playing with talismans in front of Sword Peak disciples was no different from brandishing a broadsword in front of Guan Gong.

While dodging the disciple’s talisman, the Sword Peak disciple suddenly revealed a smile on his face.

"You were careless."

???

As soon as these words were spoken, the disciple was full of question marks. "How was I careless? You're still more than ten meters away from me."

No sooner had the words fallen than a burst of talisman light suddenly erupted behind the disciple, and he was immediately imprisoned in place.

"You..."

He hadn't seen how the Sword Peak disciple had attacked at all. Until the disciple saw a hole only three fingers wide at his feet, he was completely stunned.

"Did he secretly dig a hole with sword Qi and send the talisman behind me?"

This was such a "sneaky" operation that it left the disciple stunned. In all the years he had lived, it was the first time he had seen someone use talismans like this.

"This is the correct way to use talismans. Learn well. Senior Brother will go first."

Easily handling the opponent, the Sword Peak disciple smiled and turned to leave.

The same was true in other places. Facing the small tricks of the disciples from other peaks, the Sword Peak disciples could respond calmly, and they taught them a truth: in this world, there are no dirtiest means, only dirtier ones.

"These small tricks of yours are all things we Sword Peak people played with and discarded."

"Control spells, binding talismans, grabbing people directly—it's all too childish."

What was originally an action to retaliate against Sword Peak ended up with all the disciples from other peaks being controlled and bound.

And the Sword Peak disciples left one by one, calmly.

Looking at the backs of the Sword Peak group, the disciples from other peaks finally couldn't help but shed tears of frustration.

"What on earth does Sword Peak study all day long?"