Martial arts have become extinct worldwide, yet I am forced to have a large family.

"Yang Xian!"

"Yang Xian, where are you? Answer me!"

Jiang Mengyun's voice, tinged with a sob, echoed through the empty street.

The group arrived at the site where Yang Xian had just fought.

Apart from the shattered ice crystals scattered all over the ground and an extreme chill, the scene was deserted.

Some time has passed since the monsters appeared. The streets are in a mess, and the crowds have long since disappeared, leaving only some abandoned vehicles.

"Yang Xian... he's just an ordinary person, he wouldn't..."

Looking at the scene before her, Jiang Mengyun couldn't help but mutter to herself.

She dared not think any further.

Her captivating eyes quickly filled with a misty haze, a stark contrast to the usual demeanor of the second young lady of the Jiang family.

"Miss, please don't worry!"

"The son-in-law is a lucky man; perhaps he's already at school!"

"Yes, Miss, there's not a trace of blood at the scene except for ice. If something really happened to the young master, there would be a way to leave no trace at all."

The bodyguard's words reminded Jiang Mengyun.

She wiped her eyes hard, took a deep breath, and her gaze became firm again.

"Let's go! To school!"

"If anything happens to Yang Xianzheng, I swear I'll grind every monster in Area A to dust to pay for his death!"

Beside him, Jiang Yu silently squatted on the ground, picking up a few remaining ice shards with his fingers.

As soon as the ice shards touched his hand, a bone-chilling cold instantly swept over him, making even this third-realm martial artist shiver.

Such domineering cold air.

The Ice Soul Divine Technique of the Biluo family is no weaker than theirs.

When did such a formidable person emerge in Area A?

Jiang Yu stood up, watched Jiang Mengyun's anxious back, and silently followed her.

But the sense of unease in his heart grew stronger and stronger.

Strange... Where did all those monsters go?

We didn't see a single one along the way.

This level of teamwork and discipline is unlike that of a monster.

It was more like a... premeditated operation.

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"roar--!"

As Yang Xian drew closer, one of the demons suddenly turned around and roared at him.

It is obvious that it is responsible for bringing up the rear.

Meanwhile, the other demon carrying Bai Chuyi continued its frantic run without looking back.

One block, one run – the tactics were clear and the execution decisive.

"Damn, these two beasts are pretty smart."

"You know how to sacrifice a pawn to save the king, right?"

Yang Xian frowned.

But you think you can stop me when you're just a nobody at the early stage of the second realm?

Dream on!

"Yang Xian! Get out of the way!"

An urgent shout came from behind.

That voice... why does it sound so familiar?

Yang Xian turned around instinctively.

Not far away, a slender figure was seen carrying a long sword, rushing towards him with all her might.

The person who arrived was none other than Lin Qingxue!

At this moment, she was no longer the spotless school beauty she once was.

Her once smooth and lustrous black hair was now somewhat disheveled, with a few strands soaked with sweat.

He was wearing a tight-fitting black combat suit, which was stained with several dark red bloodstains.

Yang Xian's eyelids twitched.

"Lin Qingxue?"

What is she doing here?

Didn't she already go to the martial arts class?

Are you here in Area A on a mission?

Or was it just a coincidence that they were assigned to guard No. 1 Middle School?

Stop spacing out!

"Quick, hide behind me!"

Lin Qingxue held the knife horizontally in front of her, tightly protecting Yang Xian behind her.

They adopted a standard defensive stance.

The wind ruffled her disheveled hair, carrying with it a faint scent of sweat and blood.

"..."

Yang Xian stared blankly at the girl's back, a complex emotion inexplicably rising in his heart.

They've already broken up.

Why would they risk their lives to stand in front of me?

Moreover, I am a second-realm martial artist with a heaven-level cultivation technique.

Where would we need a newbie like you who's just entered a new territory to protect us?

Yang Xian was both amused and exasperated.

"Yang Xian!"

Lin Qingxue sensed that the person behind her wasn't moving, and her voice grew more urgent, "You go quickly! Find a place to hide! I... I can hold it off!"

That's what he said, but the hands holding the knife were trembling slightly.

The girl lied.

She faced the monster's survival rate all by herself...

Less than one in ten thousand!

"Qingxue, we boys should leave fighting to us."

Yang Xian walked up to her, revealing a confident smile. "By the way, can I borrow your knife?"

"You..." Lin Qingxue stared at him blankly.

"Trust me," Yang Xian said softly.

His palm touched the girl's fingers, and then he quickly took the knife hilt.

In that instant, Lin Qingxue's mind went blank.

Yang Xian took the long sword and turned his gaze back to the roaring demon, his eyes eerily calm.

"A knife is definitely much more comfortable to use than a fist."

"Hey big oaf, have you thought about your last words...?"

"Yang Xian..." Lin Qingxue smelled the familiar scent on Yang Xian.

A panicked heart miraculously calmed down.

This feeling is like going back to the days when the two of us were together.

At that time, Yang Xian was her whole world.

Even the girl herself didn't know why she trusted Yang Xian so completely.

But as long as he's there, I feel very safe.

"roar--!"

Amidst the roars of the monsters, Lin Qingxue was pulled back to reality from her memories!

Sensing Yang Xian's provocation, the second-realm demon's crimson eyes flashed with bloodlust.

With a sudden burst of power from its hind legs, the concrete beneath its feet cracked instantly, and its massive body lunged straight at Yang Xian!

Lin Qingxue's delicate face instantly lost all color.

She suddenly remembered that Yang Xian was just an ordinary student like herself a few days ago!

How could he possibly be a match for a mere second-realm demon?

Only a second-realm martial artist like Senior Sister Xia Ming could deal with an enemy of this level!

I must be crazy! How could I let him stand in front of me!

"don't want!"

Lin Qingxue screamed in terror.

However, the scene she had envisioned—Yang Xian being terrified and at a loss—did not occur.

The boy in front of her had no emotion in his eyes.

Still as steady as a rock!

"In a hurry to be reincarnated, huh?"

"Fine, I'll grant your wish."

Yang Xian's "Ice Soul Divine Technique" was running wildly within his body, and he swung his longsword forward fiercely.

Om-!

A thin, blue light blade instantly extended along the edge of the blade.

"roar……?"

The monster's roar abruptly ceased, its crimson compound eyes filled with disbelief.

It doesn't understand.

I didn't even feel anything.

Or rather, you can no longer feel it...

Its body was still rushing forward, but from head to tail, a neat line of ice had quietly appeared.

Lin Qingxue's pupils suddenly contracted.

She could clearly see that the seemingly fragile blue light blade easily sliced ​​through the monster's proud, hard carapace with overwhelming force.

Finally, this second-realm monster was perfectly split in two!

The cut was as smooth as a mirror, covered with a thin layer of pale blue ice, freezing the blood instantly before it could flow out.

"Bang!"

The two halves of the frozen corpse fell to the ground, shattering into ice shards.

A knife.

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