Urban Seduction: Housewives Club Chapter 2097 - 426: Successful Counter-Strategy 4

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A sharp whoosh echoed as the sword sliced through the air, and Wang Yue started training in this blade art.

True to its infamous title of "Misfortune," every strike in this method carried ruthless lethality. Any enemy facing it would feel like they were struck by an unexpected catastrophe from nowhere.

After drilling relentlessly for almost an hour, Wang Yue grasped the bulk of this sword art. Though he couldn't yet tap into its maximum of twelvefold power, hitting seven or eight times the force posed no issue at all.

This level matched a fully refined late-stage Earth-class martial art.

Furthermore, Wang Yue's vital energy outshone that of typical fighters in purity. His standard strikes packed several times the punch of his equals.

Should he cross paths with an expert who had honed a top Earth-class martial art to perfection, Wang Yue wouldn't lag in battle prowess—in fact, he'd hold a clear edge.

Having hit this point in his sword mastery, Wang Yue encountered a temporary wall. Pushing beyond demanded steady, patient repetition, with no shortcuts available.

Thus, Wang Yue settled down once more and turned his focus to the Wind God Leg technique.

By now, the pair of Zhang family youths had been returned to their household.

Within the Zhang family's meeting chamber, leaders from the primary line and side branches assembled anew. Silence hung heavy as all eyes fixed on Zhang Jianyuan.

Deep inside, fury boiled within Zhang Jianyuan.

Lately, the Zhang clan had endured a string of setbacks. It started with Zhang Lingfeng's loss in Jinling. Next came the vanishing of the second patriarch along with various elite members. Later, Zhang Hong, dispatched afterward, seemed to have turned traitor—no updates had come since he reached Jinling. Intel from the Zhang spies in Jinling revealed that Wang Yue had slain Zhang Lingfeng. On top of that, Zhang Hong's kin had disappeared quietly, their locations a total mystery. Everything pointed to Zhang Hong's defection from the family.

No one could say why Zhang Hong had switched sides. Yet this very uncertainty made Jinling appear all the more enigmatic and daunting. For the moment, the Zhang family hesitated to dispatch anyone else there.

Even while striving for composure, external pressures wouldn't ease up. Just today, two more youngsters had suffered defeat.

Though these two lacked Zhang Lingfeng's prominence, they remained core descendants of the main branch. Dismissing the event outright would tarnish the Zhang family's reputation.

Launching an inquiry, however, left them clueless on how to proceed. The area's cameras had blacked out for five minutes right during the clash, letting the assailant vanish completely.

These methods felt far from ordinary, hinting at a shadowy power lurking behind Jinling's scenes.

They'd already dissected this entity, concluding it resembled a martial arts haven—one the Zhang family couldn't risk challenging.

In reality, Zhang Jianyuan leaned toward retreat. If they ceased stirring trouble in Jinling, that elusive martial arts haven might leave the Zhangs in peace.

Still, word of the Jinling fiasco had already circulated through Tianhai. With today's events now public knowledge, inaction would cripple the Zhang family's standing in the city.

As such, crafting a solid strategy became essential.

The gap between low-tier Heavenly rank and peak Earthly rank spans just one minor step, yet mastering them presents worlds of difference in challenge.

Wang Yue remained seated from midday right into the dusk, at last fully grasping the opening move, "Capturing Wind and Shadows."

Then he rose and tested it in motion.

With a subtle shift of his legs, he swept forward like a gust, covering tens of meters in an instant. His pace doubled at minimum over what he managed without any lightness skills.

Thrilled, Wang Yue kept his legs in play, darting nimbly across the area. His initial steps wobbled a touch, but with repeated efforts, they grew fluid and natural.

In time, every dash left a lingering afterimage behind. His velocity had almost tripled from the start.

Besides, while he'd already peaked in the Unfortunate Sword Technique, this debut Wind God Leg form had only scratched the surface of entry level. Bringing it to full polish could boost his speed by seven or eightfold.

Even though this initial form focused solely on lightness and steps without attacks, at mere beginner stage, it still amplified his fighting strength by over 30%.

One could easily imagine that mastering all three forms would elevate his battle prowess twofold, or even multiply it several times.

This insight hit home for Wang Yue, explaining the dominance of martial arts sanctuaries. A single low-tier Heavenly rank method alone transformed one's capabilities so dramatically—what power lay in wielding several such arts?

Much like the Unfortunate Sword Technique, the Wind God Leg's first form had stalled at a barrier for now. Further gains required ongoing, diligent practice.

Yet Wang Yue pressed on without pause. He sat back down and pondered the next form, "Sturdy Grass in the Wind."

This follow-up move served as an assault technique. A quick review showed Wang Yue its immense might. Pairing it with the prior form would skyrocket its impact.

But before he could delve deep into it, his communicator buzzed, breaking his concentration.

Night had fully fallen outside. Wang Yue puzzled over who might reach out so late. Glancing at the display only deepened his confusion.

"Auntie..."

The moment the line linked, Wang Yue spoke up, only for Huang Yuxiang to interrupt swiftly, "Yue’er, how did you end up in Tianhai?"