The King of Black Fog

The dawn broke, with dewdrops still clinging to the leaves, reluctant to part, while the sun had yet to rise and separate this pair of lovers.

On the Bird Nest Plain, a gentle breeze brushed across the grass, with Li Changzhou and Yang Qinglan standing opposite each other, holding the Emerald Bee Swords.

Li Qianxia, yawning, raised one hand and swung it down: "Begin."

Yang Qinglan made the first move.

Her speed was also a ten, but unlike Li Changzhou's heavy and forceful moves, similar to cannonballs, and unlike Li Qianxia's arrow-swift attacks, she moved as lightly as a breeze.

Li Changzhou's blade swayed, and his sword tip was already against her slender, beautiful neck.

"Oh la la," he laughed.

"Again," Yang Qinglan stepped back, turned around with her delicate lips pursed and a fierce look in her eyes.

A competitive spirit was ignited.

"Hmm, I believe with your ability, whether it's swordsmanship or anything else, you can quickly get the hang of it," said Li Changzhou. He once again brushed aside Yang Qinglan's sword, pressing his own against her shoulder.

For the third time, Yang Qinglan held her sword in position, took a deep breath, her gemstone-like black pupils seeming to dance with cold currents.

As she moved, the cold currents instantly spread throughout her body, turning into a cold, lightweight attack.

"Ting!"

The two Emerald Bee Swords clashed, emitting a clear sound of metal striking each other, and the blades vibrated like hummingbirds buzzing.

"Are you letting me win?"

"Ending it too quickly won't serve as a good training session."

"Ting!"

"I am now wielding my sword with the determination to kill you."

"That's underestimating me, Miss Yang. Against me, the resolve you should have is 'do or die'."

Yang Qinglan took a moment to step back, took a deep breath, and stood with her sword vertical in front of her, chanting.

"The Lord says, 'Vengeance is mine, I will repay.'

Her eyes turned golden, and a halo of golden light emerged around her.

"Brother, you are indeed a villain!" Li Qianxia immediately woke up and cheered.

Li Changzhou indeed was a villain, looking infatuatedly at the divine Yang Qinglan.

Her black hair glowed in the golden light, her fair skin appeared even more translucent, her golden eyes majestic yet tender, her entire being as holy and beautiful as a goddess.

A sound that tore through the air—Yang Qinglan's Emerald Bee Sword pierced through the air like a stream of light.

Her sword tip shifted unrestrainedly, continuously targeting Li Changzhou's throat with movements light yet filled with speed and power.

Li Changzhou could no longer calmly see through her every move and struck instinctively.

Yang Qinglan caught this strike, her blade swaying like Willow in the gale, deflecting Li Changzhou's force to one side, and lightly pressing herself into his arms.

Too dangerous, Li Changzhou twisted his neck to the right.

He was nearly slain by her beauty.

While dodging, he casually struck back, brushing off the face-touching Willow in a similar motion, pushing Yang Qinglan's swift strike to the side.

The blade fell, striking Yang Qinglan's right hand, and the Female Emerald Bee Sword clattered to the ground.

Yang Qinglan covered her right hand with her left, her lips pursed, showing her fear of pain, which Li Changzhou remembered from their initial experiments with Qilin Blood Exhaustion.

"Not bad," Li Changzhou said with a smile, "you almost touched me. Of course, it wasn't your strength that made it work, but your unmatched beauty."

"Beauty is also my strength." Yang Qinglan picked up the Emerald Bee Sword and attacked again.

However, Li Changzhou had already grasped the Jade Light, pressing it close to her.

Yang Qinglan's spirit tensed in an instant, striking out with all her might.

The two streaks of Jade Light crossed by each other, Li Changzhou's point perfectly landing on her throat.

Yang Qinglan's body slightly heated up, not from fatigue—Li Changzhou's sharp, ruthless strike not only aimed to slay the enemy but also to cut down the opponent's courage.

"For the next training session, use that move," she said earnestly.

"Fine, for lunch I want fried dumplings from Big Mama and a serving of mixed beef soup. And when I leave the cafeteria, I'll grab a bottle of banana milk."

"Win first."

Yang Qinglan kept a wary eye on Li Changzhou, trying to discern when he would strike.

As per their agreement, he would not use agility over ten points. With her own Perception, she could definitely see clearly.

Her heartbeat quickened, her face slightly flushed, her right hand holding the Emerald Bee Sword throbbing vigorously, blood rushing through her body.

"Buzz~"

A humming like that of a hummingbird.

Her golden divine eyes, perhaps due to excessive focus and concentration, contracted slightly.

She saw it clear.

Jade Light approaching, not in a straight line but like a living snake.

It actually made her perceive that the sword blade was bending—how was that possible?!

The sword tip, with its unpredictably changing trajectory, loomed over her, that immense, chilling pressure once again enveloping her.

Where would this Jade Snake bite—where was it aiming at herself?!

Her face, neck, heart, wrist—every vulnerable spot seemed like his target, yet seemed not to be.

While Yang Qinglan earnestly pondered how to respond, Li Changzhou thought: Miss Yang, no matter what she does, is indeed as beautiful as a painting.

Jade Light, like a snake, pounced on Yang Qinglan and when it landed, it was unstoppable like thunder.

Yang Qinglan looked down at her own side where her clothes were intact, but the slightest movement would tear them open.

"Again!"

She adjusted her stance.

Li Changzhou suddenly leaped up, a cluster of Thorns erupting beneath his feet.

Before his body fell, Gravity behind him prevented him from hitting the ground.

Li Changzhou twisted his body, landing his feet on the "ground," though it wasn't the real ground.

The position parallel to the ground wasn't uncomfortable for him, but it didn't offer any leverage either.

What can a man who can't fly do while continually falling?

Li Changzhou raised his hand, throwing out the Emerald Bee Sword, the Jade Light as swift as an arrow, forcing Yang Qinglan to dodge.