Chapter 368

Feeling the warmth from the large hand around her waist, Ye Luotong covered her flushed cheeks and turned her head to the side, not daring to look at Wu Liang.

I was hugged! I was hugged! I was hugged! I was hugged! I was hugged! I was hugged! I was hugged! I was hugged! I was hugged! I was hugged!

She was assaulted by her own students! And she even kissed one of them! God, please forgive this sinner!!

She had completely disgraced the teachers, but she was forced to resort to this tactic because Yao Shi needed a shock...

Click...

A crisp sound rang out from behind.

Milutin, who was in the middle of an exciting moment, froze upon seeing this sudden scene.

Just as she was about to accuse Ye Luotong of cheating, a bone-chilling coldness swept over her from behind.

The previous excitement was instantly dissipated by the freezing air, and Milutin, pale-faced, twisted his neck to look behind him.

Her ominous premonition had become a reality. When she saw Yao Shi's cold, murderous face, Milutin knew that the play was already a 200% success...

"..."

Yao Shi stared blankly at Ye Luotong, who was nestled in Wu Liang's arms.

At this moment, his mind went blank, and all that remained in his brain was the urge to tear the other person to pieces.

The dagger reflected a sinister, cold light, and before Milutin could react, Yao Shi had already shot towards Ye Luotong's position like an arrow released from a bow.

"I'll kill you."

Yao Shi said coldly...

Snap

A muffled thud resounded from the very back of the stands.

Han Yu stared at the big screen with twitching lips, and then crushed the milk tea she had just bought.

"Xiao Yu? What's wrong?"

Seeing this, He Xue asked with concern, "What's wrong with Xiao Yu all of a sudden?"

"It's okay, I'm fine."

Han Yu closed her eyes and murmured softly.

Teacher Ye, oh Teacher Ye... you really are unpredictable...

Chapter 103: A Perfect Ending

The overwhelming killing intent and freezing air coming from the front made Ye Luotong shiver involuntarily.

Instinctively, I looked up and saw Yao Shi's expressionless, cold face magnified infinitely in my pupils.

A crimson ring swirled within his sapphire-like pupils. His opponent lunged forward like a wild beast, and a chilling aura, like a venomous snake, crept up Ye Luotong's neck.

It worked; Qijiu's suggestion was indeed effective.

But isn't Yao Shi's reaction a bit too much...?

The overwhelming killing intent emanating from her indicated that the other party was clearly not an ordinary personal maid.

But thinking about it carefully, it makes sense. After all, Milutin has become so twisted, how could Yao Shi still be an ordinary person?

"Wu Liang... just what kind of monsters are the maids around you...?"

Feeling Yao Shi's gaze that seemed to want to tear her to pieces, Ye Luotong couldn't help but hug Wu Liang's arm tightly and hide behind him.

Her legs were trembling uncontrollably, but the fact that she was still able to stand still was already a testament to her strength.

After all, with Yao Shi in such a state of full-blown killing intent, anyone else would probably have collapsed to the ground, unable to move.

"Hmm... an assassin... a mercenary, I guess..."

Wu Liang sighed and said somewhat awkwardly, noticing that Yao Shi was clearly unhappy.

So, the method Qijiu mentioned was to use Ye Luotong to provoke Yao Shi?

As expected, I couldn't trust her from the start; that guy never offered a single serious suggestion.

"Leave it to me, Master. I will bring back the fruits of victory for you."

Wu Liang reached out and patted Ye Luotong's head with a gentle smile.

With one hand raised high, the greatsword seemed to float into the air, and a gentle yet confident male voice resounded throughout the venue.

Countless golden particle effects gathered around Wu Liang, making him appear as if he were bathed in holy light.

Golden runes traversed various parts of the armor, and brilliant golden light emanated from the grooves on the arm guards.

"It's over."

A deep murmur flowed from Wu Liang's mouth as his greatsword slashed forward, forcefully knocking Yao Shi, who was charging towards him, back.

Yao Shi only felt a flash of golden light before her eyes, and a tremendous force acted on her, sending her flying.

Kneeling on the ground, Yao Shi looked down at the cracked dagger in her hand, then her gaze fell on her hands, which were trembling from the recoil.

Wu Liang's immense force left her hands numb, and her empty eyes regained some clarity.

"Mordred, you take him down head-on."

After a long silence, Yao Shi slowly stood up from the ground and turned to give instructions to Milutin behind her.

Her slender, jade-like fingers tapped the dagger, and the already cracked dagger shattered into pieces with a snap.

"Oh... oh..."

Milutin nodded reflexively.

Yao Shi... it's not surprising at all that she gets jealous...

"Ah."

Wu Liang turned pale upon seeing this scene; how could the dagger in Yao Shi's hand have been shattered?

Oh no, Yao Shi's weapon is gone, what's the point of her acting now? This is really troublesome, considering Yao Shi's role only has that one dagger...???

Before he could utter the last few words, Wu Liang saw Yao Shi gracefully lift one leg of her kimono and pull out several black daggers from the inside of her snow-white thigh.

"Ah... Yao Shi was originally an assassin..."

Pale-faced, Wu Liang stared at Yao Shi, who was poised to attack, and murmured awkwardly.

However, since Yao Shi has used her own weapon, it means she is truly angry now...

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"Those people on stage..."

He Xue frowned and stared intently at the people on the stage.

At first she didn't notice, but the more she looked, the stranger it seemed.

Those people felt so familiar to her, and it wasn't just a sense of similarity or déjà vu.

If she wasn't mistaken, those performers were very likely...

"I really didn't expect that Wu Liang and Teacher Ye would participate in this kind of exhibition."

"This is so unexpected! That guy deliberately kept it from us, tsk..."

Ning Shuang leaned on the back of the chair in front of her, puffing out her cheeks and complaining.

But speaking of which, when did Wu Liang start hanging out with Teacher Ye?

Those two seemed to have a good relationship; in fact, Teacher Ye had just kissed... kissed Wu Liang...

Thinking of this, Ning Shuang felt a lump in her throat for no reason. The teacher had beaten her to it. Hey, that's a foul!

Even teachers can't abuse their power! This is jumping the gun! A blatant case of jumping the gun!!

"So it really is Wu Liang and Miss Shi..."

He Xue smiled bitterly upon hearing this; she was far too slow to realize it now.

But Wu Liang and Teacher Ye have such a good relationship... they're even performing on the same stage now...

Thinking about it that way, it does seem to make sense; Wu Liang has never lacked outstanding women around him.

"Tsk..."

Han Yu bit her fingertip, her face dark as she looked at Ye Luotong on the stage.

She had included everyone who could be an enemy, but she overlooked Ye Luotong.

I never expected that the usually stern-faced teacher would have this side to him. Tsk, I was careless.

It turns out she didn't lose to that emotionless maid; instead, she lost to her own homeroom teacher first...

"Oh? It seems like it's almost over."

Ning Shuang pointed at the three people on the stage who were gradually separating and whistled.

It looks like it's about to end; the three minutes are almost up.

Wu Liang stared at Yao Shi in front of him, his face pale. This girl was really going all out to criticize him, wasn't she?

If it weren't for the fact that I stopped Yao Shi from rushing towards Ye Luotong several times, Ye Luotong would probably have already left the scene.

"Only thirty seconds left...?"

Wu Liang glanced up at the ancient bell above; it was almost time to end. "Phew..."

Wu Liang glanced at Milutin and Yao Shi, who were kneeling in front of him.

He exhaled a breath of stale air and held the sword high above his head with both hands.

A bright golden halo surrounded Wu Liang's body, and a gentle breeze from his feet softly lifted his stray hairs.

It's time to bring the curtain down; let's use this final, farewell blow as the play's closing act.

"Bring it on."

Milutin struggled to his feet and assumed the same posture as Wu Liang.

A greatsword of crimson was raised above her head, and scarlet particles began to rise from beneath her feet.

The raging red spiral whipped up countless dust and scraps of paper, and a scarlet flash spread outwards from the greatsword's blade.

The noise in the entire venue fell silent as the two beams of light, one red and one gold, appeared.

All the audience members held their breath and stared intently at the two remaining figures on the stage.

An atmosphere of utter stillness lingered in the hearts of every viewer, who, knowing the plot well, understood that this was the final blow.

"Noble Phantasm!"

"Noble Phantasm!"

Just as the sword light in their hands reached its peak, two majestic and profound voices echoed throughout the entire venue.

As the two swung their swords heavily, golden and red particles roared forward from the blades as if they were free.

Buzz!

The piercing buzzing sound could almost penetrate everyone's eardrums, and a violent gust of wind swept from the stage towards the audience.

The intense wind pressure made it almost impossible for the audience to open their eyes, and gusts of air blew painfully against their faces.

A dazzling halo instantly enveloped the entire stage, and a vast wave of sound crashed into everyone's hearts like rolling thunder.

The hands of the golden clock hanging in the air stopped precisely at 0:00, three minutes before the countdown.

When the audience recovered from the intense flashes of light, only the black-haired girl remained on the stage.

The two knights and the assassin in the kimono had disappeared.