"Cheating, cheating again!" As a Demon Cultivator, Silk Lady had seen much, but at this moment, she was filled with indignation.
She looked at Che Zhuzi in confusion and asked the question she most wanted to ask, "Do you really want Ning Zhuo to win? Why? Have you known him for a long time?"
"Of course not." Che Zhuzi shook his head, then looked at Silk Lady with a teasing expression, "I’m doing this all because of you."
Silk Lady was stunned once again.
She was not dumb, and quickly realized: "That’s how it is. Che Zhuzi wants to clear himself of suspicion and distance himself from the matter. If he wants Ning Zhuo to deal with me, then he needs to show sincerity to Ning Zhuo!"
"This time, Che Zhuzi operated behind the scenes, secretly helping Ning Zhuo to capture the top spot, as a prelude to his future interactions with Ning Zhuo."
"So... was I the one who ended up helping Ning Zhuo achieve first place?"
Realizing this, Silk Lady couldn’t help but slightly gape, feeling distressed, extremely distressed!
Ning Zhuo’s strength was evident during the chase just now.
He would find it difficult to secure first place on his own.
But now, because of Silk Lady, and the choices made by Che Zhuzi, Ning Zhuo was receiving secret assistance from the organizers, and was ascending the throne of first place.
"Because of me, that little punk Ning Zhuo is going to be first?"
"What’s even more infuriating is that I might end up becoming his slave?!"
Where could one argue justice for this?
Silk Lady was trembling with anger, feeling incredibly stifled, truly stifled.
Under the intentional arrangement of the organizers, Ning Zhuo smoothly encountered two opponents.
Their first reaction was a stun, the second reaction was joy.
"Found you."
"Why aren’t you running this time... uh!"
"Not right!"
"What’s going on? Why has he changed to a brand-new Mystic Iron Puppet?!"
The two Mystic Iron Puppets suddenly paused midway, they realized the reality.
The scene became quite comical for a moment.
In contrast, Ning Zhuo, like a fierce tiger descending the mountain, charged towards the two men with an unstoppable momentum.
At this moment, retreat was too late!
The two cultivators had a tacit understanding, and quickly exchanged glances: "We’ll cover for each other and exhaust him together!"
Their Mystic Iron Puppets, having gone through many fierce battles prior, had sustained various damages. Not missing limbs, but problems like joint jamming, body deformation, control delays, and so on, were all present.
Ning Zhuo’s eyes were firm, and he adopted the most correct tactic.
He drove the Mystic Iron Puppet straight up to them, attacking with all his might!
Ning Zhuo focused more on offense than defense, only guarding critical points and joints. Then, he pursued and attacked one of the weaker puppets relentlessly. Even if he took hits, he continued to assess his target with harsh, heavy moves.
His two opponents, like Ning Zhuo, were limited in tactics, hoping for positional cooperation, and aimed for a battle of attrition.
The outcome was that Ning Zhuo came in swinging wildly, using all methods that would injure the enemy even if it also injured himself.
Ning Zhuo’s newly swapped Mystic Iron Puppet quickly showed signs of wear and tear.
However, the price he paid also yielded a reward—he successfully broke one of the opposing Mystic Iron Puppets!
"Great, now it’s one-on-one." Ning Zhuo looked at the only remaining opponent intensely.
Both sides were silent for a moment, and then suddenly engaged in mutual attack.
Bang, bang, bang...
The Mystic Iron Puppets were like two heavily armored close combat cultivators, kicking and punching, with offense and defense constantly switching, making it a dazzling sight.
In terms of mechanism control, Ning Zhuo was ultimately weaker than the opponent.
The enemy made a lunging punch aimed at the knee joint of Ning Zhuo’s puppet.
Ning Zhuo controlled his puppet to lower the body and retreat; unable to dodge, he had to use his left shoulder to take the hit.
Bam.
The enemy’s powerful and determined strike caused Ning Zhuo’s puppet’s left shoulder to collapse, rendering the entire left arm unusable.
But Ning Zhuo seized the chance to retreat and create distance.
Though the enemy succeeded with one strike, he instead turned and fled.
By now the battle situation was very clear.
Ning Zhuo’s Mystic Iron Puppet was at a clear advantage and began pursuing.
His speed was relatively fast, continually reducing the gap between them.
The opponent’s full-force strike was intended to break Ning Zhuo’s puppet’s leg, but Ning Zhuo would rather lose an arm than let it succeed.
This kind of critical detail control further reduced the enemy’s hopes of reversal.
Ning Zhuo caught up with the enemy and delivered a flying kick from behind, knocking him down.
The opponent fell victim to the ploy, with a large dent on his puppet’s back. Yet he didn’t turn to fight but instead rolled on the ground ahead, continuing his escape.
The opponent had considerable battle experience and knew the disadvantage of a death battle.
He executed the correct tactic at the moment, maintaining rationality: "If the opponent can gain a new Mystic Iron Puppet, this means that somewhere in this labyrinth, there are second, third ones hidden..."
"As long as I find them and swap for new ones, I can turn the tables and win!"
The tactic was not wrong.
The logic of this inference should be correct as well.
Silk Lady watched the cultivator’s fleeing within the formation, yet felt sorrowful.
Because within the entire labyrinth, there genuinely was only one brand-new Mystic Iron Puppet that Che Zhuzi had prepared specifically for Ning Zhuo!
"No."
"No, no!"
"Damn it, why haven’t I found a new Mystic Iron Puppet?!"
The cultivator ran furiously, unable to find the hope of reverse. On the other hand, with his lost combat intent, Ning Zhuo caught up with him several times, inflicting brutal attacks, causing more damage to his puppet.
"Having chosen this path, there’s no turning back."
"Mystic Iron Puppet, where are you hidden?"
This was the cultivator’s only hope.
After a moment of watching, Che Zhuzi reached out again, lightly tapping, delivering a new puppet in front of the cultivator.
"Have you changed your mind?" Silk Lady glared at Che Zhuzi.
Che Zhuzi returned a smile full of deep meaning.
The cultivator turned a corner and suddenly paused.
"Got it, finally got it!"
"I’ve finally found a brand-new puppet."
"It wasn’t easy..."
At this moment, the cultivator nearly cried out of joy.
But Ning Zhuo then rushed over, delivering a flying kick to the opponent’s puppet, knocking it down.
The cultivator had originally wanted to dodge, but his Mystic Iron Puppet was too damaged and didn’t make it in time, so got knocked to the ground.
Hurriedly, the cultivator controlled the Mystic Iron Puppet, trying to stand it up, but Ning Zhuo slaughtered over, slapping down on the Void Hanging Silk of the opponent.
The cultivator quickly manipulated the Hanging Silk, making it flexibly dodge.
Ning Zhuo took the opportunity to close in, raised his foot, and stomped hard with a loud bang, directly smashing the brain of the opponent’s puppet.
This was a fatal blow!
Ning Zhuo won!
His previous learning and hard practice showed their effect in this final competition.
As for the cultivator, he stood there stunned, only letting out a sigh after a long time.
He clenched his fists discontentedly, "Damn it, just a bit, just the last bit, and I could’ve reversed!"
Silk Lady watched all these situations, eventually looking towards Che Zhuzi, realizing him more profoundly.
Che Zhuzi played skillfully and cunningly, delivering the second Mystic Iron Puppet as merely a trap. Giving hope, creating a false image of fairness.
Seeing the brand-new Mystic Iron Puppet, the cultivator finally stopped running; however, this was falling into Che Zhuzi’s calculation.
"So insidious!"
"Despite Che Zhuzi being a burly man, he is remarkably clever and insidious. Had I known earlier..."
Silk Lady couldn’t continue thinking.
You can’t buy hindsight!
Ning Zhuo also exhaled a breath of turbid air, "I didn’t expect, in the end, it was me who won."
Through the Mystic Iron Puppet, he glanced at the near-at-hand second Mystic Iron Puppet, secretly admiring his good luck.
Three challenges had passed, the results were decided.
Che Zhuzi then officially appeared, dismantled all the labyrinths, and assembled the cultivators together.
He issued Identity Jade Tokens to the top ten winners as previously advertised. From now on, by relying on this token, they could purchase Void Spider Silk here, enjoying a 20% discount.
The cultivators each carried a segment of Void Spider Silk and complex emotions, leaving this Cave Mansion.
Though calculated against, the Void Spider Silk was indeed very practical.
Che Zhuzi had operated this Xingyun Trial for many years, boldly manipulating within others’ psychological endurance limits to open up markets for his products.
Finally, he looked at Ning Zhuo, "Junior, you’re excellent. Take your time picking out the Magic Treasure you want."