World of Honor

A folding fan flew out of Xie Yuling’s hand, circled around the three assassins, and returned to his hand. He flicked the fan lightly and snorted, “Greedy Wolf?”

Standing below, Luo Qin looked at Feng Zuojun and Xie Yuling who had settled the two waves of assassins with thunderous momentum, and couldn’t help swallowing. “Are all the junior brothers in the academy so terrifying now?”

“You think I chose them for nothing?” Nangong Xi’er smiled and said, “They are all the strongest monsters in this generation of the academy.”

Luo Qin nodded, “I see.” He put away his double knives and retreated to the side, looking at Su Baiyi.

Su Baiyi smiled at Luo Qin, “Senior brother, what’s up?”

Luo Qin waved his hand and made a “please” gesture, “There are still four on the left wall.”

Su Baiyi immediately understood Luo Qin’s meaning. It turned out that this senior brother saw Feng Zuojun and Xie Yuling each show their martial arts, and then it should be his turn next. And not only Luo Qin, even Feng Zuojun and Xie Yuling looked at him…

“According to the development of the novel, it should be my turn to make a move.” Su Baiyi looked at the sky awkwardly, “But I always feel that you have some misunderstandings about me.”

“Okay, stop dawdling.” Nangong Xi’er urged, “Hurry up.”

“Alright, then let me show you mine.” Su Baiyi suddenly shouted, “Flower in the Mist!”

Flower in the Mist?

Everyone in the field was shocked. This famous sword technique of Xie Kanhua only existed in legend for them. They had heard that when Xie Kanhua used this move, he would burst out two layers of sword qi. One layer of sword qi enveloped the outer layer, shaped like a lotus flower. The other layer of sword qi condensed at the tip of the sword, called the Life-taking Flower. The storytellers liked to use that somewhat clichéd but never boring phrase to describe this flower.

“No one has ever seen this Flower in the Mist technique, those who have are all dead.” Xie Yuling said in a deep voice.

Su Baiyi stepped on the wall, holding the hilt of his sword with one hand.

“What a fast speed.” Luo Qin exclaimed.

Su Baiyi lowered his head slightly, a fierce killing intent revealed in his eyes, looking at the four assassins standing under the left wall. “Watch my Flower in the Mist!”

The four assassins finally reacted, glanced at each other and immediately abandoned their swords, running away.

Su Baiyi let out a long breath, moved his hand away from the hilt, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and whispered, “That scared me to death.”

The other four people in the field frowned, thinking about Su Baiyi’s sword just now.

“Is this Flower in the Mist?” Xie Yuling whispered, “I didn’t expect it to be so fast that I couldn’t even see the moment he drew his sword.”

Feng Zuojun also licked his lips and said faintly, “It seems that I have to defeat him to become the strongest man in this generation of the academy.”

Su Baiyi leaped back to Nangong Xi’er’s side, Luo Qin walked up and patted Su Baiyi’s shoulder. “This sword is really powerful, I didn’t expect you to be the disciple of Master Xie, my childhood wish was to see this Flower in the Mist with my own eyes, it’s really a dream come true.”

“Huh?” Su Baiyi was stunned.

Xie Yuling also jumped down from the roof, nodded and said, “Uncle’s Flower in the Mist is truly well-deserved, if I see him in the future, I must ask him to teach it to me.”

“Huh?” Su Baiyi was even more confused.

“If it were normal, I would definitely want to spar with you.” Feng Zuojun carried his bamboo sword on his shoulder, “But today is urgent, let’s leave it for later.”

Su Baiyi thought: What are you talking about? I didn’t even draw my sword! How did you see my sword technique? Could it be that my sword technique should be so fast that even I can’t see myself?

Nangong Xi’er smiled helplessly, only she could be sure that Su Baiyi’s hand had never moved after he placed it on the hilt. Those assassins were clearly scared away by his movement and words. But she didn’t expose him, she just walked forward. “Let’s go. Don’t waste time here.”

The gate was opened, and seven black-clothed assassins stood there with long knives. The seven people stood in different positions, forming a strange formation.

“These guys are still not running, they are really persistent.” Feng Zuojun impatiently picked his ears, “Senior sister, let me do it!”

“Starry North Star?” Luo Qin’s tone was a bit worried, he stopped Feng Zuojun, “Seven as one, one as seven, a siege formation. When we were fighting in the courtyard just now, they had already formed this formation at the gate. The killing move is here, this is troublesome.”

“Luo senior brother, maybe I’m being nosy, but I can’t help but say something.” Nangong Xi’er sighed softly.

Luo Qin asked, “What do you mean?”

“Although Mr. Confucius told you not to be arrogant, you shouldn’t overestimate your opponents either.” Nangong Xi’er walked straight ahead.

“Be careful!” Luo Qin said anxiously.

But Nangong Xi’er had already walked to the side of the leader of the assassins. She looked at him and asked coldly, “Starry North Star?”

The leader of the assassins had beads of sweat the size of soybeans falling from his forehead. His hand holding the long knife trembled violently. Nangong Xi’er was standing in front of him. He only had to swing his knife to cut off her head, but the knife seemed to weigh a thousand pounds in an instant, and he couldn’t lift it up. In the end, he gave up, dropped his long knife, and knelt down on his knees.

He didn’t understand why he had to drop his sword, why he had to kneel down, and why he wanted to kowtow after kneeling down.

“This is the Emperor’s Bow!” Luo Qin widened his eyes.

“Butterfly Wind knows a lot indeed.” Nangong Xi’er walked forward again. Wherever she stepped, those assassins all dropped their long knives and knelt on the ground. They sweated profusely, their eyes bulging as if they had experienced something extremely terrifying in that moment. After passing by the seven people, Nangong Xi’er turned her head and smiled at them, “Why don’t you hurry up?”

“Senior sister said we are monsters, this is the real monster.” Su Baiyi looked at those kneeling assassins who had all fainted and muttered.

“You haven’t seen anything yet.” Feng Zuojun smiled and walked forward, “Senior sister’s strength is beyond your imagination.”

Xie Yuling asked Luo Qin in a low voice, “What is Emperor’s Bow? What kind of martial art is it?”

Luo Qin’s expression returned to normal. He ignored Xie Yuling and stepped back. He spread his hands and a pair of mechanical wings unfolded behind him. He jumped into the air with his feet. “Nangong junior sister, be careful on this trip.”

Nangong Xi’er turned her head. “I know, senior brother. The remaining two, hurry up!”

“Emperor’s Bow?” Su Baiyi silently memorized these two words.