"Poison! It's poison! This kid is using poison, and he has a magical treasure that absorbs lightning! Everyone, use normal attacks! Also, go report this to Senior Brother Yue immediately! This kid is extremely sinister!" one disciple shouted.
I gritted my teeth. These people were despicable enough already, but couldn't they at least be discreet when talking about sending a report? They were being so brazen that even I felt they had gone too far.
Among the group of elders, two of them had also gone to send word. It seemed Senior Brother Yue truly deserved his status as the personal disciple of Liu Budong, the Law Enforcement Elder. The sect's influence was deeply rooted and tangled, with supporters everywhere.
"You injured Senior Brother Yu and Junior Brother Liu. Today, I swear I won't let you off!" one disciple roared furiously, then began chanting a non-lightning spell. But I gave her no chance. My long sword trembled, knocking the sword from her hand, then plunged straight into her shoulder.
"Junior Sister Chen! Ah! I'll kill you!" Another burly man, who seemed to have feelings for that female disciple, flew into a rage and charged straight into the melee. He prepared to fight me with his sword, but when it came to swordsmanship, these disciples were all half-baked. Not only in the lower realm—even sects in the upper realm mainly focused on communicating with the power of heaven and earth and the strength of their traditions. Very few people studied swordsmanship as deliberately as I did.
Bang, bang, bang!
I struck three times in succession. That disciple immediately dropped to his knees, clutching his wounds and sobbing. I showed him no mercy. After all, they had surrounded and attacked me, while I was merely acting in self-defense.
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