"Castellan?" Song Hua took two steps forward and waited for Draconis's signal. He had followed Draconis for many years and could empathize with him. But at this moment, he could not figure out the castellan's intention.
"Go back." Draconis turned around and said to the captains of the guards behind him.
"Go back?" The four captains looked at each other. They had mobilized half of the guards and did nothing. Why did they suddenly have to go back? Although the four captains were puzzled, they had to obey the orders. The castellan had given the order in front of them. They had no choice but to ask for an explanation.
"Yes." The four captains led the troops together and turned around to command their troops to retreat to their camps. In the end, only Draconis and Song Hua were left with a team of personal guards.
"All of you, go back," Draconis said as he drew a circle with his finger to encircle all the guards except for Song Hua.
"Yes." The guards obeyed and retreated. Finally, only Draconis and Song Hua were left.
Song Hua had already guessed Draconis's intention. As expected, he heard Draconis say, "Let's go and take a look."
"Isn't … isn't it too dangerous?" Song Hua said hurriedly.
"It's just as dangerous to bring more people. There's no need to increase unnecessary casualties," Draconis said.
"Are the Dragon Squad retreating too?" Song Hua asked.
"Dragon Squad? Is there a need for that? "Draconis smiled.
Song Hua was stunned for a moment, but then he understood.
The Imperial Guard Army and Imperial Guard Squad had been painstakingly built up and nurtured. Whether it was in terms of loyalty, reliability, or feelings, Long Xing was closer to them. Thus, he was willing to take the risk himself to save them from having to sacrifice themselves. As for the Dragon Squad, although they were very strong, far stronger than the guards and guards, they were forced to join the Dragon Squad due to various special circumstances. They were not loyal to anyone, and there were risks and limitations to using them. Therefore, Draconis did not feel bad about their sacrifice at all. Instead, he felt like he was making the best use of them.
"I understand." Song Hua nodded in agreement. Draconis didn't say anything else. Without a large group of people, the two of them immediately sped up and rushed towards the north gate.
Lu Ping's group of five was really heading north along the main road.
Along the way, he encountered two, three, and two experts. In the end, he was defeated, defeated, and defeated again.
Starting from the noodle shop, there were a total of nine people. Without exception, they were all experts of the Four Physical Opening. In the eyes of ordinary people, these powerful deities were as worthless as carrots, popping up one after another. The City Lord's Residence of Zhiling City had so many experts who had reached the Connected Four Spirits? Even Morin, who prided himself on his intelligence work, was at a loss. But what made him question his life even more was that these experts of the Four Physical Opening were as nimble as carrots being plucked.
Not only were there many Four Physical Opening, but they were also very weak?
Morin hurriedly shook his head, throwing this subconscious thought out of his mind. As someone with three Physical Opening, it was too dangerous to have such thoughts.
Four Physical Opening was still a rare species. Four Physical Opening's strength was still like that of immortals and demons. But this guy in front of him, Lu Ping, had six Physical Opening. Compared to four Physical Opening, he was like a Great Immortal or a Great Demon.
Four Physical Opening was weak. This kind of thought should only exist in this person's mind. And Meng Qi did not deserve to have this kind of thought.
Comparing oneself to others was really infuriating! Morin sighed. Fortunately, he was already very used to being "inferior to others". After sighing, he did not feel any emotional impact. It was just that he no longer had much interest in the drama of an expert jumping out and hooting and then being knocked down by Lu Ping with a 'pa pa pa' sound.
"You really are shameless." Morin said to Lu Ping.
"What is it?" Lu Ping asked.
"Every time you use the same few moves. Do you use anything else?" Morin said.
"Do you need to use anything else?" Lu Ping asked.
"Not really …" Morin was a bit speechless. "But, it's very boring, isn't it?"
"Ignore him." Chu Min interrupted. Along the way, no one had interfered as they watched Lu Ping kill his enemies. Morin's nervousness became more and more relaxed. Now, he even began to feel bored. But Chu Min's relaxed attitude became more and more serious.
Lu Ping was really too strong, especially for those who did not understand him and did not have enough defense. By the time they had some understanding of Lu Ping's strength, it was already too late.
This was the advantage brought about by the asymmetry of information. Chu Min had already reminded Lu Ping to pay attention to this point more than once. She even mentioned it during breakfast. Lu Ping's attitude had always made her feel very at ease.
But the problem was that the development of the situation was very worrisome. One opponent after another fell in front of Lu Ping in just one or two or three moves.
These people had already tried their best to gather information. Relying on their different abilities, they had made quite accurate inferences about Lu Ping's attack methods and killing methods. Flying Sound Slash, One Sound Sign, and even strange damage methods like Transmission Break were all detected by the opponent.
But this was still not enough.
The speed of Flying Sound Slash, the sensitivity of One Sound Sign, the lethality of Transmission Break …
These people had determined Lu Ping's ability, but they could not predict the power of these abilities.
They could not be blamed. Like Flying Sound Slash, it was just a rank 3 ability that could be grasped by a single connected spirit. When one reached the realm of four connected spirits, this kind of ability had long since become a supplementary skill. No one believed that this ability had much power. The rating of an ability was a judgment of the upper limit of an ability's power. Flying Sound Slash was level three, so no matter what realm the cultivator was at, the power would be within this range.
But Lu Ping's Flying Sound Slash had broken this definition.
Because in a sense, although Lu Ping was using this ability, what he actually executed was not the Flying Sound Slash that everyone thought it was.
This situation was similar to how Lu Ping's sharp perception ability had been detected. Lu Ping's so-called hearing ability was even worse than Flying Sound Slash. In terms of its embryonic form, it seemed to be only a level one ability, "Soul Listening." But the effect of Lu Ping's "Soul Listening" was too strong. At first, he could only hear any sound of soul power within three steps. But as the range grew, it was obvious that his hearing was getting sharper.
This kind of ability could be rated as level one? So Chu Min simply called Lu Ping's ability "Hearing Through" instead of "Soul Listening."
Because of this mutation of the ability, those opponents who thought they had a good understanding of Lu Ping's methods all fell in astonishment.
Chu Min repeatedly reminded Lu Ping not to relax because of this, but this situation repeated again and again. She was still very worried that Lu Ping would unknowingly form a habit. She did not find Morin's nonchalant joke funny at all.
But before she could say anything more about Morin, Lu Ping had already seriously answered Morin.
"It's a matter of life and death. How can it be boring?"
Chu Min was slightly startled and finally calmed down.
The ability that Lu Ping used was very different, and he was very different as a person. He was a teenager, but he did not have the carefree temperament of a teenager. His heart was like still water, and nothing could make his will change. His worries might have come true for 10,000 people, but if it was Lu Ping, they might not have needed to worry about him at all.
This teenager was really too clear-headed, too rational.
Chu Min showed a gratified smile and nodded. Mo Lin seemed to have detected something from Lu Ping's words. He was struck dumb for a while, but he still muttered, "You're really boring."
Boring?
Maybe so. But this kind of boring, when carefully appreciated, was actually quite interesting.
Chu Min sighed in her heart. Suddenly, Lu Ping, who was walking in front, stopped.
"Again?" Morin called out.
Along the way, every time Lu Ping suddenly stopped like this, it was always because someone was trying to harm them.
Before, Morin would be very nervous, very vigilant, and would actively observe the terrain and think about how to fight. But now, he looked around indifferently, obviously not taking it too seriously.
Maybe it was this kid who she should be worried about and reminding? Chu Min looked at Morin's behavior, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. But right now, her eyes still followed Lu Ping's gaze and looked ahead.
There was a big fat man there, wiping the sweat off his forehead and asking for directions from the pedestrians. When the five of them turned their gazes over, he no longer listened to their answers. Instead, he turned to look at them.
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