Everyone else thought Xiao Qianyin had gone mad. What kind of joke was she making? With her meager aptitude and paltry skill, she still dared to overestimate herself and provoke him? Did she have a death wish?
Only Xiao Qianqian knew what had happened that day. She herself was a junior Sword Master, yet she had not even been able to withstand a single move from Xiao Qianyin. To her, it was an utter humiliation.
From that, it was even more obvious that Xiao Qianyin had been hiding herself, concealing the level of her swordsmanship. Being able to defeat her proved that her swordsmanship had already reached at least the intermediate Sword Master level. Even so, Xiao Qianqian still hoped this man could teach Xiao Qianyin a lesson and avenge her.
Bei Wuxuan smiled coldly. Xiao Qianyin was bringing this humiliation upon herself. Since she dared to disrespect him at every turn, then she couldn’t blame him for being ruthless! It wouldn’t matter even if she died. With his status, could he not smooth things over?
The tassel-wearing man flourished his sword and thrust straight toward her. Everyone was startled. She had no weapon in her hands at all—wouldn’t she be left at his mercy? Or was she relying on her status as the Dingguo Marquis’s granddaughter, thinking others would not dare touch her?
The sword qi was biting cold, flickering with a cyan light. Anyone with discerning eyes could tell at a glance that he was an intermediate Sword Master.
His attack came with ferocious momentum, as if it were about to slice open her cheek. Yet she merely smiled faintly. A length of white silk flew out from her sleeve, agile as a snake, shielding her so tightly that not even wind could pass through. At the same time, that white silk sash looked as though it possessed no killing power at all, but when it came into contact with the tassel-wearing man, it actually rang out with the metallic clang of weapons colliding.
The white silk flashed, sweeping across his left hand. Blood immediately poured from his wrist. The tassel-wearing man cried out in pain, rage surging in his heart. He raised his sword and hacked at her wildly, as if he no longer cared for his life. But the white silk directly coiled around him and flung him toward the artificial mountain at the side. He crashed into the rockery, then fell to the ground, blood flowing from his mouth and nose.
As the white silk swept past the artificial mountain, it forcibly blasted away half of it. At once, the faces of the crowd turned deathly pale. They did not even dare breathe too loudly, each expression filled with terror.
Because what she had used was not swordsmanship. She had not even displayed any radiance, yet she could reduce an intermediate Sword Master like the tassel-wearing man to such a state and, in passing, collapse half the rockery. Just what kind of strength did that require?
As a disciple of Shushan, the martial skills she possessed were far beyond what the people of this world could compare to. Those with superb martial skills could even greatly increase their combat strength; relying on martial skills alone, without using swordsmanship, they could still put a person to death.
“Do you still want to teach me a lesson? As for who teaches whom, that’s still uncertain!”
The black-clad girl’s smile was wicked and bloodthirsty, causing the other party to shudder. However, for the sake of His Highness the Crown Prince’s dignity, he could not retreat.
He climbed back to his feet once more and pointed his sword at her. “His Highness the Crown Prince’s dignity cannot be violated. You recklessly insulted the Crown Prince—I will never let you off!”
“Haha, listening to your tone, it really sounds like the two of you have something going on!”
It wasn’t as if she were talking nonsense. Didn’t he look exactly like someone who couldn’t tolerate hearing others speak ill of his lover?
“You—you can go die!” The tassel-wearing man suddenly turned vicious. A cluster of objects flickering with a dark blue light flew toward her. Xiao Qianyin was startled; she had not expected him to use such despicable means. Instinctively, the white silk sash, which had originally been only three inches wide, abruptly unfurled, expanding to half a meter in width. It was as thin as cicada wings, half-transparent yet not, faintly gleaming with a cold light.
With a single wave, it was like a living flood dragon or flying phoenix, blocking all the silver needles as fine and dense as ox hair. When the silver needles fell to the ground, they too let out a series of crisp clinking sounds.
“If you can’t win, you resort to hidden weapons? It seems the people around the Crown Prince of Southern Tang aren’t anything good either! As the saying goes, if a child is raised without being taught, the fault lies with the father. Though His Highness the Crown Prince is not his father, as his master, you have indulged your subordinate in secretly harming this young lady. What is the meaning of this? No matter how unworthy I may be, I am still the legitimate daughter of the Xiao family and the granddaughter of the Dingguo Marquis. Could it be that His Highness the Crown Prince truly does not place His Majesty the Emperor in his eyes? Or is it that Southern Tang, relying on its powerful nation and imposing might, believes the other three kingdoms are not worth fearing?”
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