Nalant Whose Battle Qi Had Vanished

"Not good—the enemy is very strong. Everyone, be careful!"

In just one exchange, one companion had already died, leaving the remaining three deeply alarmed.

Although His Highness the Eldest Prince had said the opponent was definitely no ordinary early-stage Silver knight, he had never said he could be so strong that killing a mid-stage Silver knight was as easy as cutting through air.

Fortunately, the three had now reached Nalant. The next moment, they swung their longswords together, slashing at his vital points.

Nalant did not dare meet them head-on. Relying on his nimble movements, he performed a donkey roll across the ground, utterly disregarding a lord's dignity.

"Shameless!" the three mid-stage Silver knights cursed inwardly.

They had thought that, with such strength and renown, he ought to be an unyielding, majestic knight. Who would have expected him to use such an embarrassing method to dodge?

"Kill!" The three had no time to think further. Before Nalant could rise, they chased after him and slashed again.

"They just won't let up!" Having landed a blow, Nalant was already thinking of retreating. Now that the enemy was on guard, he could no longer rely on his roughly thirty percent advantage in agility to face three opponents alone.

"Hm? What's going on?" Yet just as he was about to roll again to widen the distance before turning tail and running, he suddenly froze. A chill crept over his entire body.

He discovered that the Battle Qi within his body seemed to have slipped out of his control, becoming severely sluggish.

"Could I have been poisoned? What a scheme—there was another scheme within the scheme!" Nalant instantly guessed one possibility.

Though he still could not truly identify who had ambushed him, Nalant immediately hated that person so fiercely his teeth itched.

But seeing