He had been outsmarted!
At this mont, Sparrow Bee couldn’t feel more stifled. After all, he was a big shot who had lived through a Reincarnation, and though not imnsely famous, he’d fared pretty well, hadn’t he? At least well enough to force the Four Major Guilds to suppress him. If only he hadn’t arrived so late, he felt that he would, by now, have a place among the top forces.
But now, he first got thoroughly humbled by a mber of the Human Race who hadn’t even lived for a hundred years, and now a young girl had frightened him enough to break a King Level seal. How utterly humiliating!
Yes, how could he not see it by now? The opponent had not broken through the upper limit of King Level, she had just employed so thod that allowed her to approach him easily. To use gaming terms, she rely threw a tentative basic attack while he unnecessarily unleashed his ultimate move.
How embarrassing...
Sparrow Bee tried hard to hold his breath, to not let the opponent infuriate him, contemplating how to turn the tables.
This young girl wasn’t much older, but her scheming was almost on par with that old witch Shenyue. She first used a war priest of the Ancient Demon Clan to feign a foolish indecisiveness, this suggestion making him reflexively play his ace when he felt threatened.
As it turned out, decisiveness wasn’t always useful. When used well, it’s called bold decisiveness; used poorly, isn’t it just foolishness?
"Not going to fight anymore?" Zi Yue was very close this ti, noting his lack of intention to fight, her smile growing even more amiable.
Zi Yue was actually quite beautiful, but her aura was too cold, which made her less striking compared to vivid beauties; but now, her amiable smile instantly transford her from an icy mountain to falling snow, adding a cold yet tender beauty.
A hint of fierceness flashed in Sparrow Bee’s eyes.
He actually hated won more beautiful than himself, yet this world frustratingly had so won who were not only more beautiful but also stronger. Shenyue, that old hag, was one, and now here was another Human Race successor, though he rationalized that this woman should rightfully inherit the Destiny of the races of this world, barely stronger than him.
But this woman in front... could she also surpass him?
"An Otherworldly Secret Technique?" Sparrow Bee suppressed the fierceness in his heart and asked with a cold sneer, "No matter how special your ability, without the strength to support it, it’s nothing but an illusion. You know that, don’t you?"
"How could it be useless?" Zi Yue smiled. "Didn’t I just trick you into revealing your ace?"
These words struck a nerve, and Sparrow Bee almost couldn’t hold his breath, but he managed to remain calm and not lash out recklessly, gritting his teeth, "So what if you tricked it out of ? What can you do to ? With your abilities, even if I stood still, what could you do? I could hold my breath all the way back to the Capital City, believe it or not?"
"Oh... is that so..." Zi Yue’s smile beca even gentler upon hearing this. "So you already know you can only retreat back to the Capital City?"
This woman...
Sparrow Bee himself might not have noticed, but his expression had twisted to the extre. Observing the opponent quickly, the more provocative, the more he needed to stay calm; he had not been insulted or provoked before, so what was this to him?
"You can’t catch , and you can’t touch , do you think you can just restrain like this?" Sparrow Bee’s voice dropped hauntingly, and in a blink, he had vanished from his spot.
In fact, he had disappeared earlier; the staying image was just an afterimage from what he spoke monts before. His speed was too quick for the eye to catch, creating the illusion he was still there—this was a trick he often used.
His target was no longer Zi Yue. Otherworldly Secret Technique, being a fourth-stage technique with no information available, rather than waste ti guessing weaknesses, it was better to force the opponent to reveal her flaws.
The opponent’s aim was to hold him back; all he had to do was not let her.
Breaking through to King Level had its advantages, such as now being the main commander of the Sixteen Routes of the Holy Army, with no one able to withstand his sneak attacks.
And as long as he won on the battlefield, no matter how tricky the opponent’s Secret Techniques were, they couldn’t change the fate.
And if the opponent tried to stop him, she would take the offensive, and that’s exactly what he wanted—only through initiation could flaws be revealed.
Moreover, he was curious, facing this petty trick against him now unlocked at King Level, how would she respond?
The power of King Level was worlds apart from before; this ti the commander of that route didn’t even have a chance to react—the blade... was already at his neck.
Thus is the difference between top-tier power and the next tier down. This was also why during the second stage, those with King Level Power could dominate; without this, you wouldn’t even qualify for consideration, rely ntioned in passing.
The danger of this mont was instantly sensed by the general.
The scent of death assaulted his face, and every nerve in his body was screaming imminent danger, but there was nothing he could do.
Because he didn’t even know what the danger was.
The disparity in power was truly despairing!
"General... General?"
It was unclear how much ti had passed when the deputy general suddenly awoke the daydreaming general.
"Hmm?"
The general instinctively touched his neck, his face full of surprise.
Am I... still alive?
"What happened to you?" the deputy general asked anxiously.
Just a mont ago, the army was sweeping through like a hot knife through butter, about to disrupt the formation completely with another charge that could break through the enemy lines entirely, but at this critical mont, his leader had spaced out?
What was going on?
"I..." The general was at a loss for words montarily.
It was definitely not an illusion just now; he was sure that the terrifying assassin had appeared, far more fearso than before. The assassin could have killed him, even though he hadn’t seen anything with his eyes; as soone close to the King Level, he could still feel it.
But what had stopped him?
Lady Ziyue?
A figure flashed through his mind, and his heart surged with eagerness.
It had to be Lady Ziyue!
Actually, when that noble had stood up and declared she would handle the assassin, they were all sowhat hesitant; after all, even the Priest didn’t dare to make a move, could Lady Ziyue really handle it?
Commanding a battlefield relied on boldness, but face-to-face combat depended on strength!
"Charge!" The general, having snapped back to his senses, hesitated no more, wielding his sword and bellowing furiously. He didn’t know what exactly had happened, but he was clear that it must have been Lady Ziyue’s doing sohow, and at this ti, he couldn’t be the one holding them back!
"Yes!" The deputy general imdiately beca excited. He had just briefly sensed that the Imperial Army’s formation was already faltering, clearly, their comrades on other fronts had achieved so results. If they were to slip up now, it would indeed be a disgrace.
In an instant, the general exploded with montum, and the entire troop surged forward like a sharp spear, piercing into the now sowhat panicked enemy formation!
At this mont, the forrly dominant Imperial Army was collapsing like a landslide, and the Big Formation was nearly broken in an instant.
And at this mont, the Sparrow Bee, who could have stopped all this, was full of question marks.
He was sowhat dazed as he looked at his dagger, then glanced back at Zi Yue.
"Senior... aren’t you going to act?"
Sparrow Bee: "....."
Had he heard these words before?
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