Sheng Cai'er

To Yang Wenzhao's horror, the voice came from every direction, leaving him unable to pinpoint the intruder's location.

The window of his room suddenly shuddered. A moment later, a slender figure appeared before him.

Sensing the cold, deathly aura of the person before him, Yang Wenzhao immediately drew his two heavy swords.

"Who are you?" Yang Wenzhao demanded coldly.

He certainly did not believe anyone breaking in through his window had come with good intentions.

The intruder wore a long black dress. She had a slender, graceful figure, and her long purple hair hung loose down her back. She held the Green Bamboo Staff in one hand, and her eyes were filled with deathly stillness.

"You shouldn't have hurt him." Sheng Cai'er's icy voice seemed to come from the depths of hell. Every word left Yang Wenzhao's mind reeling.

"Demonic Sound Infusion?" Yang Wenzhao realized what was happening. "You're an assassin!"

Sheng Cai'er said nothing. She lightly tapped the Green Bamboo Staff against the floor, and her entire figure seemed to turn insubstantial.

Yang Wenzhao had remained on guard. The instant he detected the fluctuations of Spiritual Power from Sheng Cai'er, he raised both swords, ready to counterattack.

Yet in the next instant, Sheng Cai'er vanished from where she stood and appeared behind Yang Wenzhao.

Whatever material her Green Bamboo Staff was made of, it had left a small hole half an inch deep in the floor.

Sheng Cai'er raised the Green Bamboo Staff and thrust it toward Yang Wenzhao's waist. Its cold, deathly aura instantly sent terror coursing through him.

A golden barrier abruptly rose around him. At the same time, a faint golden light surged upward from below, forming a golden cylinder around his body.

These were the third-tier knight skills, Holy Light Barrier and Ascension Array. Both offered powerful defenses, and Ascension Array even possessed some offensive power.

Yet the instant Sheng Cai'er's Green Bamboo Staff touched them, Holy Light Barrier shattered. Even with Ascension Array, the two defenses together bought Yang Wenzhao only a single breath of time.

That was enough for Yang Wenzhao to react. As the current leading figure of the Knight Temple's younger generation, neither his combat instincts nor his cultivation fell short of his peers.

He spun around sharply. His swords transformed into two intertwined golden dragons that charged furiously toward Sheng Cai'er, unleashing tremendous power.

Yet Sheng Cai'er's face showed no trace of fear. Her expression remained blank as her cold voice rang out. "You defeated him in a head-on fight. Then I'll fight you head-on too."

At that moment, Sheng Cai'er abandoned the surprise attacks assassins excelled at and chose to meet him directly.

She lightly tapped the Green Bamboo Staff in her right hand against the floor, then drifted forward like a ghost at astonishing speed.

Her left hand gripped a dark-gold dagger. As she pointed it forward, a black shadow shot out, unleashing an overwhelmingly sharp aura. The dark-gold dagger plunged into the two golden dragons.

Boom!

The dagger's sharp edge instantly shredded the golden dragons, leaving them unable to harm Sheng Cai'er in the slightest.

Yang Wenzhao was shocked. This was a Fifth Order assassin skill: Overlord Thrust.

The girl before him was undoubtedly a formidable fighter even among Fifth Order assassins.

Yang Wenzhao retreated several steps, trying to escape the room. The space was too cramped. As a Retribution Knight, he could neither summon his mount nor unleash his full strength here.

But Sheng Cai'er clearly had no intention of giving him that chance.

Her slender figure, her face covered by a black veil, flitted unpredictably like a ghost. Only her cold, deathly aura remained, making his hair stand on end.

An astonishing wave of killing intent erupted from her. Even Yang Wenzhao, a prodigy of the Knight Temple, felt horrified.

"The Six Great Temples are one family. I don't understand why you're attacking me." Yang Wenzhao felt deeply aggrieved. Everything he had experienced that day had left him simmering with anger.

First, Long Haochen had used Sacrifice to bombard him with attacks. Although he had defeated Long Haochen through the sheer strength of his superior cultivation, the fight had been far from satisfying.

After the match, he had inexplicably acquired a martial uncle his own age. They had all been competitors, so how had one of them suddenly become his martial uncle?

He had felt a little depressed, but it was not impossible to accept. What he had never expected was to be attacked by an assassin after returning to his hotel.

What a fucking awful day.

"So you know the Six Great Temples are one family? Then why did you hurt him so badly today?" Sheng Cai'er's voice surged in from every direction, hammering relentlessly at Yang Wenzhao's ears.

"Today? Did Long Haochen send you?" Yang Wenzhao flew into a rage. He had felt some admiration for Long Haochen, never imagining that he was this sort of person. How could someone who would hire a killer ever be a knight?

What Yang Wenzhao could not understand was how someone like her, at her age and before even reaching the Fifth Order, could comprehend sacrifice as part of the knightly spirit.

At Yang Wenzhao's words, Sheng Cai'er actually stopped attacking. She said flatly, "This has nothing to do with Long Haochen. He's still unconscious. I came on my own."

Sheng Cai'er knew perfectly well that what she did today would provoke a conflict between the Knight Temple and the Assassin Temple, but she did not care. Long Haochen was the only person in the world she cared about, because he was a ray of light in her darkness.

That was why she had to keep Long Haochen out of this and shoulder the consequences alone.

"He fell unconscious because he used Sacrifice to burn his own blood and vitality. Besides, it was only a match." Yang Wenzhao was both shocked and furious, but he could only force himself to hold back.

"I don't care. He was hurt because of you. If it hadn't been a match, I would have killed you today," Sheng Cai'er said coldly.

With that, Sheng Cai'er charged at him with her dark-gold dagger. Her attacks were incredibly swift, leaving no gaps and almost no chance to parry.

Yang Wenzhao could only answer offense with offense. As a Retribution Knight, attacking was what he did best. Yet now he was being overwhelmed in that very area. Rather than trading attacks, he was simply taking a beating.

Thrust, Rising Dragon Strike, Sunlight Slash.

He unleashed a seamless succession of Retribution Knight skills, yet none could break through Sheng Cai'er's assault.

Boom!

Left with no choice, Yang Wenzhao played his trump card. Dozens of points of gleaming blue starlight suddenly burst from his chest, each containing terrifying power.

Yet the dark-gold dagger in Cai'er's hand transformed into countless blade shadows, piercing and shattering the Sea Spirit Strike unleashed by Yang Wenzhao's Star Sea Spiritual Furnace.

Boom, boom, boom...

A series of Spiritual Power explosions rang out. Yang Wenzhao discovered that even his Spirit Furnace could not defeat her.

Judging by her petite figure, she could not have been very old, yet she possessed such terrifying strength. Every attack seemed on the verge of giving her killing intent physical form.

"I heard you defeated him with a Spirit Furnace. Then I'll use mine to destroy yours."

Sheng Cai'er's icy voice rang out. As soon as she finished speaking, white light burst from her chest-the Thousand Strikes Spirit Furnace within her.

At that moment, Yang Wenzhao felt as though his body was about to be pierced through. Death instantly closed in around him.

But at that very instant, a Holy Radiance Cross Slash blazing with dazzling light shot toward Sheng Cai'er.

"Don't be afraid, martial nephew! Your martial uncle is here!"

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