Shanlilas's Trump Card

Boom! Boom! Boom!!

After exchanging a few moves, Shanlilas had fallen into a disadvantage. He had to protect Ilena and could not attack with full force.

Holden Nason seized this weakness and launched a frenzied assault on Ilena.

"Holden Nason, you're courting death!"

Shanlilas had not expected Holden Nason to disregard all martial ethics and resort to such lowly tactics as sneak attacks.

It left him tied hand and foot even when he wanted to counterattack.

"You little brat, death is at your doorstep, yet you still want to protect a woman. What an idiot!"

"In that case, I'll kill that woman first and drive him mad."

Holden Nason laughed sinisterly, waving the long blade in his hand and unleashing a feint.

After testing him through their earlier exchanges, he had long seen that Shanlilas's combat experience was terribly lacking; his realm was merely somewhat higher than Holden Nason's.

Against Holden Nason's wealth of combat experience, it would not take long to bring him down.

Sure enough.

Shanlilas threw himself into blocking Holden Nason's move, only to discover that it carried little force. He instantly realized it was a feint, but it was already too late.

Holden Nason's other killing move had already arrived, and his blade was about to pierce Ilena's body.

"Fuck! Damn it!"

Shanlilas's eyes instantly turned bloodshot. Ilena was the first woman he had ever liked. He had just brought her up here to show off, so naturally, he could not let her die.

Ilena too felt as if she had been targeted by a murderer. Every hair on her body stood on end, and her instincts told her that she was in grave danger.

But she could not react, nor was there time for her to react.

Only one thought remained in her mind: she