In the hall on the third floor.
Lionel was sitting in the middle of the hall, waiting with a blank expression.
As the instructor of the First Reserved Camp, he rarely wore the standard armor, but in the middle of the night, he put it on meticulously. The 1.5-meter-long longsword was beside him, making it easy for him to pick it up at any time.
He looked very calm, but in fact, his heart was trembling all the time.
From a certain perspective, Tang Ling was considered half a student of his. Now, he was going to be killed by his own student.
With that in mind, Lionel felt a sharp pain in his wrist. It was the gift that Su Yao gave him when he first clashed with Tang Ling.
No, not Su Yao. It should be Su Siao.
Lionel's heart skipped a beat when he saw the white-haired figure standing in front of the door on the big screen on the third floor.
He felt like he was in a dream. Did he really fight Su Siao the Mad Lion?
On the other screen, the glare of the longsword flashed again and another member of the Agnes family was beheaded.
The first and second floors of the Agnes family had turned into hell. Not a single adult male was left alive.
As for the younger ones, they were all crippled. No one knew if they could escape in the end.
Lionel's face twitched.
He heard the sound of footsteps coming up the stairs. Death was coming.
However, he had to sit there because all the members of the Agnes family on the third floor had gone mad. They vented their emotions without regard for anything else as if it was their last frenzy before death.
They forced Lionel to sit there because he was the start of the grudge between the Agnes family and Tang Ling.
At least, that was what they thought at the moment.
With that in mind, Lionel's face twitched again. The so-called betrayal before death?
He looked at the pairs of eyes that were hiding in the corners. What? Are they trying to use my death as a last consolation?
If the days continued as usual, and there were no accidents, he would have the qualifications to live on the fourth floor next year.
After all, there were only around 200 Purple Moon Warriors in the entire Safety Sector No. 17. How many could the Agnes family have? There were only seven Purple Moon Warriors, and they were enough to rule the place.
His strength was still considered decent.
"Daddy, why do you have to sit there?"
"Daddy, take me and run. I'm so scared." A child's voice sounded.
Lionel closed his eyes in pain. It was his only son, Jim Agnes.
He had never had the time to properly educate him, so he was a little willful and very naive. Years of living a pampered aristocratic life made him fat like a pig.
Lionel originally planned to train and guide Garen from next year onwards, but it seemed like there was no chance for him to do so.
Not only did he not have a chance, Jom had only shouted a few words before he was slapped a few times by the uncles who usually spoiled him.
The whole family was driven mad by Tang Ling!
Hatred surged in Lionel's heart as he opened his eyes and shuddered.
Tang Ling appeared.
Just a second ago, his footsteps were still in the corridor, but now, he had silently appeared in the hall on the third floor.
His body was mottled with blood stains that were either dried or not yet dried.
His face was also covered in intersecting blood stains. Only a pair of distinct black and white eyes could still be seen clearly.
"You're my student," said Lionel.
"Mm-hmm. You've given me two tactical lessons. Since you didn't practice them, you didn't have the time to teach me specific battle techniques. So, the two tactical lessons are about stabbing. "
"Yes, the dagger is the best weapon you have. It's also the last line of defense! Using it won't consume a lot of stamina. Due to the uniqueness of the weapon, its lethality can't be underestimated. Learning how to stab and use the dagger well is the first tactic you have to learn, "said Lionel word by word as he picked up the tactical longsword in his hand.
"Mm-hmm. I heard that you're the best Purple Moon Warrior with the dagger in Safety Sector No. 17. "Tang Ling tossed the longsword in his hand away and reached for the new dagger that Worf gave him.
"So?" Lionel stood up.
He was indeed the best assassin. Otherwise, he would not have become the instructor of the First Reserved Camp when he had just entered Rank 2.
Many people still remembered the scene when Lionel dissected the giant Leceister silverback bear in the bloody cage battle. His smooth knife technique was a work of art.
Tang Ling slightly leaned to the side and held the dagger in a reverse grip in front of his chest. He bent his legs slightly and assumed the standard starting position for an assassination.
"I've always been clear about my grudges and gratitude. I must kill you. However, I'll remember the two lessons you gave me, so I'll fight you with the dagger. If you can beat me with the dagger, you can leave. "
What? Lionel widened his eyes in shock. He thought he would die for sure. He also thought that the so-called teaching would not move Tang Ling because the grudge between them had been around for a long time.
However, he never thought that Tang Ling would suggest such a battle method.
How could Tang Ling be a match for him with the dagger? Once, the clan leader even said that if Lionel reached the peak of this path, he might be able to develop some kind of talent.
Talent was, of course, innate, but there were also talents that were gradually formed after birth.
However, Lionel did not simply agree to it. He shook his head in disappointment. "Your basic abilities are enough to crush me, but with your techniques …"
"Don't worry, I'll be fair. I'll suppress everything to your level. "Tang Ling's tone was calm, but somehow, it sounded convincing.
Lionel almost laughed out loud. How could there be such an idiot? All he wanted was to defeat Tang Ling. He would never think about killing Tang Ling.
As long as he could protect himself, he would not care about the Agnes family.
However, after a quick glance at the corridor on his left, Lionel asked, "Am I the only one who can walk?"
"Yes, you're the only one." Tang Ling was starting to get impatient.
Lionel did not say anything. He tossed the standard longsword in his hand away and pulled out a dagger from his waist. "Then, let's begin."
As for his son, he did not care! As long as he was still alive, he could always find a woman and have a dozen children as long as he was still alive.
Right after Lionel's voice subsided, both of them moved at the same time. Both daggers were forged from grade B alloy, so they clashed in mid-air and produced a clear buzzing noise.
The people of the Agnes family are all monsters.
Tang Ling's heart was filled with mockery. Of course, he knew Lionel had a son, but had he ever fought for his own bloodline?
He pretended to be solemn and pained, but the excitement in his eyes could not be suppressed.
A dagger battle? Yes, a dagger battle! Tang Ling would give Lionel a surprise. He would never let the sinful bloodline of this family go. How could he allow them to continue polluting the human world?
Clink, clink, clink! The daggers clashed rapidly, and in just two seconds, more than a dozen clink noises were heard.
Since it was a dagger battle, it was definitely a dagger battle. No one expected Tang Ling to be so proficient with the dagger to the point that he was able to exchange blows with Lionel. They had clashed for more than a dozen rounds in an instant.
It was fine for the others, but Lionel was a master of the dagger, so he was more shocked than anyone else.
How did Tang Ling's dagger skills reach such a godly level? A fact that he did not want to admit popped up in his mind.
Tang Ling was the one who mastered his dagger skills the most among all his students.
However, what kind of profound skills could Tang Ling learn in just two classes? It was nothing more than the basics. Even if Tang Ling was a genius, he had only learned the basics and was only familiar with the usage of the dagger.
With that in mind, Lionel slowed down his attacks. He looked a little shocked and panicked.
Dagger skills were originally a dark and sinister technique. It was all about killing with a single hit. Therefore, if one truly understood the dagger skills, one should know that the skills should not be limited to just using the dagger. The true essence of the dagger skills should be a comprehensive technique that used all kinds of tricks in order to kill with a single hit.
The comprehensive technique included acting, which was to put on a fake performance for the enemy.
Now, Lionel was putting on such a performance. Due to the pressure from the environment and Tang Ling's proficiency with the dagger, Lionel panicked.
In a dagger battle that emphasized speed, a slight panic would slow down one's speed and expose one's flaws.
Lionel had no intention of stalling for time. Even if Tang Ling suppressed his basic abilities, how could he suppress his stamina? It was a wrong strategy to prolong a dagger battle. Moreover, Tang Ling had a huge advantage in terms of stamina.
If Lionel wanted to kill Tang Ling with a single hit, he had to use his best technique.
With Lionel's deliberate performance, Tang Ling fell for it.
Lionel slowed down and exposed too many flaws, so Tang Ling's dagger went straight for Lionel's abdomen.
Lionel panicked as if he had forgotten to block the attack. Instead, he shook his wrist and changed his grip on the dagger from a forward grip to a reverse grip as he stabbed Tang Ling in the chest.
Judging from the looks of it, Lionel would definitely lose because according to his precise calculation, before his dagger plunged into Tang Ling's chest, Tang Ling's dagger would have pierced into his abdomen and he would have been able to flip the dagger around effortlessly.
Such an attack would instantly deprive Lionel of his combat strength.
However, was that really the case? Tang Ling's dagger touched the standard armor on Lionel's abdomen, and the soft clang entered Lionel's ears.
At the same time, the tip of Lionel's dagger was pointing at Tang Ling's chest, but it was still a distance away.
Now was the time!
Lionel's gaze went from panic to sharpness. His wrist started to move strangely and the shadow of the dagger started to blur. Then, the dagger went straight for Tang Ling's chest as if it ignored the distance between them.
It was Lionel's most powerful technique, the Seven Consecutive Phantom Stab.
Using the high-speed shaking of his wrist to create afterimages of the dagger, the enemy would never be able to see where the real dagger was.
At the same time, the dagger was thrusted out at high speed. It did not rely on the strength of the arm. Instead, it was the thumb at the end of the dagger that flicked continuously, causing the dagger to leap into the air as if it was a flying dagger.
The process of flicking the dagger out was so fast that it looked like the dagger was thrown out of the hand.
As a matter of fact, the moment the dagger left the hand, the dagger had already been flicked once before it was quickly pulled back and flicked again.
Given Lionel's strength, he could flick and grab the dagger seven times in a row before the afterimages faded away. He could even make use of the slight difference in angle to slightly change the direction of the dagger, making it impossible to defend against.
Originally, when Lionel used this technique, it would be hard for anyone to win against his dagger, but this time, for safety's sake, Lionel purposely put on a show to attract Tang Ling's attention to his attack.
Of course, it was part of Lionel's plan to divert Tang Ling's attention. More importantly, Lionel wanted to get closer to Tang Ling so that Tang Ling would not notice it.
Lionel wanted the Seven Consecutive Phantom Stab to appear at a distance where he would not fail to use it.
Lionel was exceptionally delighted. He seemed to have seen the dagger in Tang Ling's chest. Even if he could not kill Tang Ling with a single hit, according to the rules, Tang Ling had already failed.
He would be able to escape from this hellish mansion right away.
Since Tang Ling was the one who let him out, Su Siao, who was watching over everything in the mansion, would not stop him, would he?
Unfortunately, before Lionel could get a clear look at the scene that he wanted to see, his eyes caught a dazzling light.
His eyes were dazzled by the glare, so he instinctively closed them.
What happened? Lionel panicked all of a sudden. This time, it was not an act. He was truly panicking because he had an unusually bad feeling about this.
It was only for a moment, so his premonition immediately became real.
The dagger that was supposed to stab into his armor with some effort only made a light touch with his armor before it was immediately pulled back.
Tang Ling should not have moved back. Instead, he should have leaned forward because he wanted to pierce Lionel's abdomen with the dagger.
He did not!
He did not have the intention to pierce Lionel's standard armor at all. All he did was touch it for show. Then, he leaned back less than 20 centimeters and dodged the dagger that should have pierced his chest.
Using the angle of leaning back, he quickly raised his arm and pointed the dagger at the crystal chandelier in the hall that was glowing brightly.
The light was perfectly reflected on the clean surface of the dagger. With a slight shake, the dagger was aimed at Lionel's eyes.
When Lionel opened his eyes and grabbed the dagger that was ejected from his hand, he immediately analyzed what had happened at that moment. What exactly happened?!
He, Lionel, was a master of dagger techniques after all!
"I see." A mocking smile appeared on Tang Ling's face. He did not even give Lionel the time to be shocked. His body suddenly twisted and his feet slid forward less than 10 centimeters.
Then, Lionel saw Tang Ling's wrist move strangely. It was exactly the same as Lionel's move. No, it was even more perfect.
The clear dagger created countless afterimages and produced a dazzling glare.
"Is this a good distance?" Tang Ling and Lionel were very close to each other, so all Lionel could hear was his devilish voice.
However, Lionel was a master of daggers! Lionel raised his hand and blocked the left side of his neck with the dagger.
Prediction was also a skill that one must know when using a dagger. Because the dagger was light, it moved very fast. Blocking with a dagger could not be done on the spot but must be predicted.
However, in the next moment, Lionel felt a cold sensation coming from his Adam's apple, but the left side of his neck that he blocked did not even feel the wind.
Changing direction! Why is this kid's change of direction even weirder than mine? How did he find a precise point in a split second and launch the attack? The dagger that was supposed to go for the left side of his neck suddenly changed direction and went for his Adam's apple instead?
Unfortunately, Lionel could not ask the question anymore.
Although the standard armor covered a large area, a part of the neck was still exposed.
Therefore, Tang Ling's grade B alloy dagger easily pierced Lionel's Adam's apple and punctured his larynx. The blood that gushed out blocked his throat, so he coughed and the blood sprayed all over Tang Ling's right arm.
Even so, Tang Ling was still a diligent student. Since he had learned the skill that Lionel was most proud of, he must complete it meticulously.
Then, Lionel felt the cold sensation leave his throat and stab him again.
Once, twice, seven times … nine times!
Tang Ling completed nine stabs in the time that Lionel was supposed to complete seven stabs.
"Ugh … Gulp …" Lionel covered his neck with his hand. He tried his best to say something, but all he could do was make some meaningless noises.
"Instructor, are you trying to praise me?" Tang Ling squinted his eyes at Lionel.
Lionel leaned back and fell to the ground. His chest was heaving violently. There were too many unanswered questions in his heart, and all of them were related to Tang Ling!
He had calculated everything. He even thought that Tang Ling was too inexperienced. He did not even ask Tang Ling to take off his standard armor for a dagger duel.
Therefore, during the battle, he even calculated the effects of the standard armor. But in the end, he lost?!
Lionel's superb skill was countered by Tang Ling in an extremely common way: the reflection of the dagger!
What kind of battle instinct was that? Besides, how much of a genius was Tang Ling? How did he learn the seven consecutive phantom stabs that he was proud of in an instant? No, it should be called the nine consecutive phantom stabs.
Should he be proud of it? Should he be proud of it? Did he, Lionel, not lose his ultimate skill? He even thought about how many times he would have to dissect and demonstrate the skill to his chubby son before he could master it.
In just two seconds, countless thoughts flashed in Lionel's mind. Tang Ling picked up the longsword again and pressed it against Lionel's neck.
"I actually didn't want to trouble you. But your despicable actions left a deep impression on me, so I thought it would be too easy for you if I just killed you.
So, what now? You were killed by your own ultimate skill and your own student killed you with a dagger. Do you feel like your heart is being crushed? "
Lionel widened his eyes in rage as he spat out mouthfuls of blood.
"I like it when you're like this. You can't say anything even if you want to. Just like during the bloody cage battle, I think many of the students wanted to say something too, didn't they?
But they have nothing to do with me. I'm just honored that I helped them take revenge. What do you think? "
"Oh, right, what's the name of your ultimate skill? You forgot to say its name! It's fine. I'll call it Tang Ling Stab from now on. "
Lionel's face flushed red. The corner of his eyes cracked and blood trickled down.
Tang Ling shook his head and swung the longsword over. Lionel's head flew up high and was caught by Tang Ling in his hand.
He looked at the big screen and saw himself covered in blood as if he came from hell. He raised Lionel's head in his hand and said, "The 52nd one.
Oh, right, do you think I'm a genius? I hope that when I stand in front of you, I'll get your heartfelt compliments.
After all, back then, you must have thought I was just a little bug, right? Now, I really want to turn around and slap you in the face. I'm serious. "
。 Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
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