Flaw, You're a Generation Too Young!

"Mr. Bai Sheng, please," Yan Qing said to Bai Sheng.

"Uh, just call me by my name. Speaking of which, I don't even know how old you are yet," Bai Sheng asked, thinking that asking directly would save him the trouble of guessing the other's age.

Of course, this only applied to guys.

"Yan Qing has just passed his coming-of-age ceremony. Then I'll take the liberty of calling you Bai Sheng."

"Coming-of-age? How old is that? Sixteen or seventeen? Or fifteen or sixteen? Still, I guess we're contemporaries," Bai Sheng thought to himself. Before he could speak again, Yan Qing eagerly said, "Bai Sheng, can we start sparring?"

Seeing the other's persistence, Bai Sheng naturally had no reason to refuse. He glanced at the weapon rack nearby and asked, "Do we need to specify weapons for our spar?"

"No need. Yan Qing hopes Bai Sheng can use his full strength. I'm very strong." After saying that, Yan Qing drew his blue sword from behind him.

"As you wish. Don't cry if you lose."

"Besides the General, Yan Qing has never lost a single battle since joining the Cloud Cavalry. If you truly defeat Yan Qing, then it will just be tempering Yan Qing's edge." Even though he said this, Yan Qing's pride was still evident in his eyes.

Seeing this, Bai Sheng clenched his right hand at his side, and Pandora appeared in his hand out of thin air.

"Come on, I won't hold back." With that, Bai Sheng twirled his spear (though he wasn't sure what to call it when twirling a scythe?????). He transformed into a white afterimage and charged at Yan Qing. His goal was simple: quick, accurate, and deadly, just like eliminating those Stingbugs on the battlefield.

Except this time, he couldn't kill anyone.

Yan Qing was startled and quickly raised his sword to block. Just as he raised his sword, Bai Sheng's purple scythe silhouette shot straight for his face. Fortunately, it was blocked by the sword. However, Yan Qing was then surprised by Bai Sheng's strength. Knowing he couldn't block it head-on, he retreated, moving out of the Scythe Blade's attack range.

Bai Sheng continued to swing with force. The Scythe Blade slashed down, sending Yan Qing flying dozens of meters. Just as he stabilized himself, several slashes imbued with The Hunt's Path energy approached. Yan Qing gritted his teeth and formed a hand seal with his left hand.

Suddenly, five more ice elemental flying swords appeared, carrying blue-green sword shadows that clashed with Bai Sheng's pale purple slashes, canceling them all out. One flying sword then attacked Bai Sheng at extreme speed.

Bai Sheng gripped Pandora with his backhand and spun around, using the scythe handle to deflect the flying sword. However, this flying sword could curve.

Yan Qing, now standing on a flying sword in the distance, controlled another flying sword to attack Bai Sheng. Seeing the flying sword approaching Bai Sheng, Yan Qing smiled and said, "It's over!"

Bai Sheng merely smiled. Powerful Destruction Path energy surged, and the dark red flames surrounding Bai Sheng melted Yan Qing's controlled ice elemental flying sword.

"That's... two different Path powers?"

"What? The universe is vast, and there are all sorts of wonders. Are you going to surrender?" Bai Sheng said, activating Great Annihilation Form. The dark red wind dragon, imbued with Destruction, flapped its wings and charged towards Yan Qing.

"Myriad Swords Descend!" Yan Qing felt the threat and unleashed The Hunt's Path energy, sending countless ice swords towards Bai Sheng.

"If this is all you've got, you can't beat me." Bai Sheng swung Pandora, swatting away a large number of ice swords. Seemingly feeling that using Great Annihilation Form against Yan Qing was a bit of bullying, he exited Great Annihilation Form. He simply wielded Pandora to block the flying swords.

"Are you looking down on Yan Qing?" As a Cloud Cavalry Vanguard, Yan Qing had participated in many wars with the Cloud Cavalry. He had encountered all sorts of enemies. However, Bai Sheng's current behavior—possessing immense strength yet deliberately holding back and accommodating him—was an insult to combat.

Yan Qing's attacks became more ferocious, and the ice swords attacked from more cunning angles. This time, Yan Qing held nothing back, his every move a killing blow.

Bai Sheng chuckled, "Now that's more like it. Let's see if you're more troublesome than those annoying bugs!" Bai Sheng also decided not to hold back anymore, though he couldn't use Great Annihilation Form again, or Aatrox's recovery time would be pushed back further. He activated his Spirit Puppet, and a layer of light purple armor materialized on Bai Sheng's body—Spirit Puppet Armor, his strongest defensive measure without using the Firefly Alpha Armor. He spun the Scythe Blade around his body, deflecting most of the flying swords. Then, Bai Sheng resorted to the most primitive method to shatter the flying swords: brute force! Flying swords were continuously broken. Yan Qing was also starting to struggle, so he decided to go all out.

"Swallow Returns, Three Feet of Water!" A phantom of a small swallow circled Yan Qing, and four ice swords, far stronger than the previous flying swords, were summoned. These were treasured swords Yan Qing had bought with his salary, not mere ice constructs. Pointing his main sword, the four flying swords attacked Bai Sheng in a pincer formation.

"Slaughter Bloom!"

Bai Sheng swung Pandora, resembling a blooming purple lotus. Each clash between its scythe blade and the flying swords left marks on them. Within three rounds, all four of Yan Qing's flying swords were shattered.

The moment the last flying sword broke, Yan Qing lunged at Bai Sheng with his sword. Bai Sheng lowered his stance, bending and turning to sweep with his scythe blade, deflecting Yan Qing's attack.

"I won't admit defeat!"

Yan Qing attacked again, sacrificing his own sword to successfully parry Pandora.

As he was knocked away, Bai Sheng raised his arms to block Yan Qing's charging punch. Then, he grabbed Yan Qing's hand, spun around, and executed a back suplex. Yan Qing, with his agile movements, used the air to his advantage for a spinning kick towards Bai Sheng.

However, Bai Sheng blocked it again. He seized Yan Qing's leg and forcefully slammed him onto the ground.

"Ugh!"

Then, he pinned Yan Qing's legs with one foot and asked:

"How is it? Still want to continue?"

Yan Qing, naturally unwilling to lose, leaned back and pushed Bai Sheng away with his head. He then rolled, picked up his sword again, and his swordplay became lightning-fast.

But Bai Sheng's speed was superior. Relying on the high defense of his Spirit Puppet Armor, he blocked Yan Qing's attack with his arm guard. Seizing an opportunity, he grabbed Yan Qing's sword-wielding wrist and struck the base of Yan Qing's thumb with his right hand, changing his fist into a palm. The peculiar angle of the attack made Yan Qing drop his sword again. Bai Sheng then blocked his foot and pressed him to the ground.

"Do you yield?"

Bai Sheng said.

Although Yan Qing was unwilling to believe he had lost, a loss was a loss. He said dejectedly:

"Yan Qing has lost."

Bai Sheng smiled, released Yan Qing, and said:

"You should be thankful I'm not your enemy."

"Why do you say that?"

"Look where you were just lying."

Yan Qing looked back. Pandora lay quietly there, its sharp scythe blade pointed at the spot just above Yan Qing's head. The gap was no more than a finger's width!

Yan Qing was ashamed. He hadn't expected Bai Sheng to have considered all of that.

If Yan Qing were Bai Sheng's enemy, he probably would have been impaled through the head just now, right?

Yan Qing thought to himself.

If Bai Sheng knew what he was thinking, he probably would have laughed and said:

"No need for all that trouble. The Firefly Alpha Armor would have turned you into skewers at Old Soldier's BBQ."

"Master Bai Sheng!"

Yan Qing said, completely convinced.

"Huh?! Wait, did I get the generation wrong?"