In an instant, sword marks appeared on the bodies of the prisoners around Lin Qiye at the same time. Splattering blood stained the clean stone floor, and the originally deafening roars had turned into heart-wrenching wails.
In less than ten seconds, more than a dozen prisoners had fallen before the two youths, lying on the ground covered in blood.
When the blood sprayed out, the other prisoners who had not yet had time to attack were all dumbfounded!
Wasn't this Abstinence Hall? Weren't they all unable to use their Forbidden Ruins? Wasn't this supposed to be a one-sided beatdown in hand-to-hand combat?!!
One of you was barehanded, and the other was holding chopsticks. How the hell did you make people spray blood?!
Was that reasonable?!
Lin Qiye seemed to realize that his attacks had been a little too bloody. If that much blood stained the cafeteria, it would definitely draw the guards' attention.
But it was not his fault. He had not expected The Sky's Poet to still be able to turn a chopstick into a weapon carrying sword energy under the suppression of the Town Ruin Stele.
Could it be that this verse resonated too strongly with his heart?
Lin Qiye no longer deliberately used sword energy. Instead, he held the chopstick in a reverse grip and swiftly weaved through the crowd of prisoners. Relying on the perception and dynamic vision granted by Mortal Divine Domain, he precisely evaded every attack.
He chopped the back of a prisoner's neck with the edge of his right hand, knocking him out instantly. Then he quickly stepped back half a pace, avoiding the straight punches whistling in from both sides. He grabbed the two men's wrists and violently twisted them downward!
The crisp crack of breaking bones rang out alongside two screams.