Chapter 62: I like this big trouble (1/2)

Chapter 62: I like this big trouble

Of of the three longswords that had been about to stab into Han Shuo, one of them split off to handle Han Shuo’s small skeleton. Another changed direction midway to ward off Han Shuo’s crossbow bolt, and the remaining one pierced towards Han Shuo.

Han Shuo pushed out with the hands wrapped around Phoebe and sent Phoebe rolling in Fabian’s direction. His right hand clasped tightly around the dagger’s handle, Han Shuo suddenly rushed out from behind the shattered round table. His magical yuan flowed onto the dagger and drew a pale purple arc in thin air, aiming for the longsword that was rushing at him.

A metallic sound rang out along with a dull grunt from Han Shuo. His dagger-wielding right hand went numb again, and the forward momentum of his body was halted. He fell involuntarily down beneath the table as the assassin’s body also shuddered and fell onto the shattered table.

He had been wielding a sword with his right hand, but the collision just now seemed to have frozen his hand through usage of the “Mystical Glacial Spellfire” from Han Shuo’s dagger. His longsword suddenly swapped to his left hand and his ice-cold eyes swept over Han Shuo. The longsword stabbed forward again and a wave of wild fighting aura flowed into Han Shuo’s body through his chest taking advantage when he was off balance.

The bone-piercing pain immediately spread throughout Han Shuo’s entire body. When the dark green fighting aura surged into Han Shuo’s chest, the magical yuan churned furiously and broke it into thousands, tens of thousand of strands, deathly entangling that cloud of fighting aura, preventing the fighting aura from spreading to other areas.

Even so, Han Shuo still spurted out a mouthful of fresh blood and he fell down with unsteady steps. The assassin was now full of confidence upon seeing that Han Shuo had been filled with fighting aura from his sword. He didn’t bother with another glance at Han Shuo after seeing he’d been hit, and directly turned his back to deal with Phoebe and Fabian, who were on the other side of the room.

Except, there was no way that he could have realized how durable and strong Han Shuo’s body was after countless reforging from magic. Add to that the wondrous effects of the magical yuan, what was originally a definitely fatal blow couldn’t take Han Shuo’s life at all.

In the moment that he’d turned and was about to leave, Han Shuo suddenly sprang up from where he’d fallen on the floor like a ghost. A tendril of frosty light emanated from the dagger in his right hand, abruptly stabbing towards the assassin’s back.

The assassins were senior knights alright. He hadn’t lost his sense of vigilance, even in such a critical moment. He turned his body in that critical, crucial moment and the longsword in his left hand once again sent out dark green fighting aura, blocking Han Shuo’s stabbing dagger with a clang.

Except, he’d defended against Han Shuo’s dagger, but not Han Shuo’s sniper shot. The crossbow bolt in his left sleeve shot out and fiercely pierced through the assassin’s remote, merciless left eye. As he wailed out in agony and reached out his hand to cover his left eye, the dagger in Han Shuo’s hand moved and a line of blood floated out from the assassin’s neck. He fell listlessly, but solidly to the ground.

At this moment, Han Shuo’s left hand wiped away the fresh blood that was leaking from the corners of his mouth and tightened his grip on the dagger, calmly taking in his surroundings.

The little skeleton wielding the bone dagger had actually started fighting one of the assassins. After countless refinements by magical yuan, the little skeleton was so strong that it was almost a bit perverse. The speed of its evasions and dancing bone dagger was extraordinarily high.

Even when its body had been hit, the inky black skeleton only wavered slightly. The little skeleton would regain its footing whenever it stumbled backwards and came forward with another attack, making the assassin at his wit’s end.

On the other side, the assassin, who had broken the crossbow bolt that Han Shuo had shot towards him, had already dashed at Phoebe. Fabian was stricken with panic and fear and hollered frantically, “Be careful young miss, Bryan help!”

Han Shuo started and with one glance, knew that it was too late to save Phoebe. He sighed lowly and was about to command the little skeleton and find a chance to slip out when something outside his expectations happened.

Phoebe’s eyes, in her panic stricken face, were calm and aloof. When the dark green light from the assassin’s sword came crashing down on her, when, unbeknownst to anyone, a thin, long dagger suddenly appeared in her hands. A milky white aura suddenly flared out from the dagger in Phoebe’s hands like a blossoming lotus flower. A milky-white fighting aura interwove with dazzling sword light, thoroughly swallowing up the assassin.

“Ah ——-” A desolate wail sounded. When the dazzling, milky-white sword light faded away, it was as if the assassin had been pierced by a thousand sharp weapons. His entire body was pockmarked and blood flowed out from a hundred holes.

Not only was Han Shuo astounded, but even Fabian and the last assassin facing off with the little skeleton was also dumbfounded.

It was no big deal if Han Shuo and Fabian were shocked, but when a break in the assassin’s concentration appeared, his left arm was directly hacked off by the little skeleton. He cried out in agony, and Phoebe suddenly threw out the dagger in her hand when he was about to escape. The dagger sank into the assassin’s waist and the last screaming assassin abruptly made no sound, falling solidly to the floor.

“Young… young miss, you… you’re a swordswoman?” Fabian’s mouth had fallen open greatly, tongue tied as he pointed at the coldly aloof Phoebe. He stammered out his question.

Swordsmen were also similarly divided as knights: Swordsman apprentice (pale-blue fighting aura), swordsman-at-arms (dark blue fighting aura), journeyman swordsman (pale-green fighting aura), senior swordsman (dark green fighting aura), swordmaster (white fighting aura), great swordmaster (silver fighting aura), and divine swordmaster (gold fighting aura).