Insubordination

Although Bai Heng hadn't specialized in physical combat or studied swordsmanship, he was able to wield his weapon freely thanks to Sword Heart's talent and the simulation system's modification of his body.

The air before him was thick with cold, the frosty moonlight enveloping the entire street under the twilight.

After the initial clash, his opponent had used the force of the blow to retreat a step, concealing themself within the mist formed by the frigid air.

Bai Heng couldn't make out the person's features, but he could sense the undisguised killing intent emanating from them, as distinct footsteps gradually emerged from the cold mist.

The red lanterns, emitting a warm candlelight, swayed without wind, then extinguished.

Bai Heng could feel the chill seeping into his lungs through his limbs, a sensation much like sucking on a mint after brushing his teeth.

Except, it came with a touch of stinging pain.

From the figure's well-proportioned physique, visible even through the haze, it was clear that the attacker was a woman, and one whose strength was clearly above his own.

Bai Heng was just a clerical worker for the Interastral Astronomical Society. Even equipped with the Interastral Peace Corporation's short sword and micro-railgun, he wouldn't be able to harm his opponent at such close range.

Thinking this, Bai Heng held his sword behind his back and said:

"I am a first-time visitor to the Xianzhou, I don't know where I might have offended..."

Before he could finish, the figure stepped out of the mist.

Adorned in light azure Cloud Knights armor, with a black veil obscuring her eyes, skin as white as snow, and silver hair like a waterfall, her skin shone with a silvery luster under the flawless moonlight, as if it would seep water with the slightest pinch.

With each light step of her cloud boots, the teardrop earrings adorning her chest and right ear swayed gently.

"Jing...liu?" Bai Heng's voice trembled.

And immediately after, another sword strike came.

Compared to Jingliu seven hundred years ago, she was now more agile, her attacks more decisive and swift.

In an instant, she leaped before Bai Heng, the longsword formed from frozen ice tracing a smoky-blue shadow.

As if by instinct, Bai Heng raised Nameless to parry.

The blades of the two swords met, and Jingliu approached Bai Heng, seemingly to size up the person before her.

But only for a moment, before she spoke in a tone tinged with madness and brokenness:

"What, after seven hundred years, you won't even call me Master?"

Bai Heng shook off the ice sword and said:

"Master Jingliu, is there some misunderstanding between us? Why are you attacking me with a sword right off the bat?"

"So you haven't forgotten me after all." Hearing Bai Heng's address, a faint hint of playfulness actually appeared on Jingliu's cold, moon-like face, as she brandished the ice sword weighing a thousand pounds in her hand, her tone slightly fluctuating:

"Does a master need a reason to discipline their disciple?"

Without another word.

Jingliu once again adopted a sword-wielding stance, as if encompassing ten thousand points of cold light, the blade dancing like a whirlwind.

At first, Bai Heng could barely manage to parry a few blows.

But the disparity in swordsmanship, stamina, and strength left him with nowhere to hide under Jingliu's sword, forcing him to defend passively.

And Jingliu's sword was unleashed with deadly intent, showing not a hint of mercy.

Sweat trickled from Bai Heng's brow, but was quickly frozen by the cold.

No... at this rate, I'll really lose without any dignity, and under my own wife's sword, no less. If we really get married, my position in the family... Wait, why am I thinking about this?

Bai Heng quickly composed himself, his mind racing.

[Name: Bai Heng

[Stamina: 270 Endurance: 270

[Strength: 270 Agility: 230]

[Spirit: 600 Charisma: 700]

Note: For ordinary humans who are not Pathstriders, the average value of each stat is 100.

Current simulation attempts: 0, Refresh time: 27 days

Available attribute points: *400]

If you think this book is good, remember to add it to your bookshelf to avoid not finding it next time.

He muttered in his heart:

--Can I check the other party's attribute points?

[Sorry, you do not have permission to do so.]

--Fine, System, add points!

--Add 400 attribute points equally to Strength and Agility.

[Yes, your attribute panel has been updated]

[Stamina: 270 Endurance: 270

[Strength: 470 Agility: 430]

[Spirit: 600 Charisma: 700]

This needs to end quickly.

After allocating the points, Bai Heng clearly felt his body become much lighter.

Due to the combined effect of the Agility and Strength attributes, he was actually able to withstand Jingliu's sword strike without taking a single step back.

And Jingliu, of course, directly felt the change in him. She tilted her head slightly:

"You seem to have become a little stronger?"

As she spoke.

The ice sword in Jingliu's hand began to thrust and slice even more fiercely.

A cold light flashed, and ten thousand points of sword light fell like pear blossoms in the rain.

Even though her eyes were covered with black gauze, Bai Heng could feel the madness within her at this moment.

She seemed to be venting, venting the pain of the past seven hundred years.

But even that was far from enough.

Bai Heng had heard people mention that the Genius Society contained not only geniuses, but also madmen.

Their madness was expressed internally.

And Jingliu's madness was directly expressed on the surface.

The sword light in the dark alley was fierce, and a layer of frost had already covered the walls.

Bai Heng discovered that even if he improved his physical fitness again, he was still no match for Jingliu at her full power.

Moreover, he was worried that if they continued fighting, the commotion would be too great and attract the Cloud Knights, and he would be arrested and detained for a few days again.

So he simply gritted his teeth, held the sword with both hands, and faced Jingliu's sword move head-on.

When the blades met, and the numbing force was transmitted to his palms, Bai Heng suddenly released the sword with both hands, bent down, grabbed Jingliu's slender waist with both hands, and suddenly lunged forward.

"Mmm..." Jingliu didn't react at first, and fell to the ground with Bai Heng.

This change happened in an instant.

Bai Heng pressed down on Jingliu's soft body, and seeing that the eyes under her black veil seemed to be staring straight at him, Bai Heng took a deep breath, slowly released his hands holding her slender waist, and said:

"Master Jingliu, can we talk this out nicely? Ah------"

Bai Heng had just finished speaking when Jingliu suddenly pulled his arm, followed by a dizzy spell.

When he came to his senses, Bai Heng was the one being pinned down.

Jingliu glanced at Bai Heng coldly and said:

"Insubordination deserves punishment."

"...Master Jingliu, we can actually change positions and communicate normally." Bai Heng was speechless for a moment.

But Jingliu selectively ignored Bai Heng's words and instead talked about the previous battle:

"Your swordsmanship is messy, without any order, indecisive, and weak. Bai Heng, since you remember me, why have you forgotten the sword moves I taught you?"

"Regarding this question..." Bai Heng looked at her snow-white face, thought for a moment, and asked softly, "Master Jingliu, shouldn't you be asking yourself?"

"Why is it that in the seven hundred years of reincarnation, I have forgotten everything, including sword moves, but I still remember you?"