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"Sir, we don't need to speak to communicate, which saves us time; we can achieve instant communication... I can help you when it comes to deflecting darts," Zero said.
Indeed, Zero could communicate through electrical currents without needing any time at all.
"What we need to do is not destroy Thunderbolt Hall, but severely damage it... I believe that person who has a grudge against Thunderbolt Hall would definitely want to take it down themselves," Xiaoyaozi stated.
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Yangle City, Thunderbolt Hall.
Two figures swept through silently.
Xiaoyaozi made a gesture and turned to hide in the shadows, while Xiong Zhi continued forward.
Thunderbolt Hall had guards on duty even at night, but life was too comfortable in Yangle City, so the defenses were quite lax.
"Whooo... Whooo..." Not long after, a piercing alarm sounded nearby, instantly waking the drowsy guards who hurriedly ran over.
They were on duty as gatekeepers; if someone entered the premises, the responsibility naturally fell on them.
"Kill as many as you can. If you see danger, retreat. Understood?" Xiaoyaozi said to the dozens of people in front of him and to Xiong Zhi beside him.
The two of them had intentionally lured these people out; after all, killing them one by one would be too laborious, and doing so would require them to delve deeper into Thunderbolt Hall, making escape more troublesome. It was better to draw them out.
Xiaoyaozi had been harboring something in his heart, but even he didn't know when he would express it... This was also one of the reasons for bringing Xiong Zhi along.
"Go!" After a few breaths of stalemate, Xiaoyaozi suddenly shouted, and his figure instantly transformed into a blur as he charged forward.
Unfortunately, Xiong Zhi did not possess such abilities. What Xiong Zhi had was a sword that surpassed the limits of speed, even appearing to be faster than Xiaoyaozi.
"Sir, move left by more than three centimeters."
Xiong Zhi moved to the left, and a silver flash swept past him, cutting off several strands of hair.
"Sir, raise your arm by more than forty-five degrees."
Xiong Zhi complied, and another silver flash appeared.
At this moment, Thunderbolt Hall had already begun attacking Xiong Zhi, with flying knives and hidden weapons bombarding from all directions.
"Sir, in half a second, tilt your body to sixty degrees, spread your arms, and do not rotate too quickly."
This time, hidden weapons came from all sides, but Xiong Zhi dodged them all in one movement.
"Not bad at dodging," Xiaoyaozi said with a smile of satisfaction upon seeing Xiong Zhi's performance.
Xiaoyaozi had been a killer all his life and had no family; Xiong Zhi was very important to him.
There was no need to elaborate on their relationship; they were each other's only support.
"Sir, raise the sword and tilt..." This action was no longer just a description but simulated a dynamic image transmitted into Xiong Zhi's mind.
Xiong Zhi turned the blade, blocking it in front of him. A hidden weapon flew by and struck Xiong Zhi's sword. With a slight tilt of the sword, the hidden weapon was deflected, colliding with another hidden weapon, causing both to veer off course and fly sideways. In the end, they struck two disciples of Thunderbolt Hall.
"Wow..." Xiong Zhi found it amazing.
"This is something..." Xiaoyaozi was speechless. Xiong Zhi hadn't done much yet had taken down two.
Xiong Zhi no longer stayed on the defensive. Taking advantage of Nearby's momentary distraction, he launched an attack first. The sword became a blur as swift sword lights sliced through bodies. Under Zero's guidance, Xiong Zhi chose the best routes, attack methods, and target areas.
"These hidden weapons are quite similar to modern guns..." Xiong Zhi observed the flying daggers. The people using them were well-trained; using flying daggers to kill was definitely not a problem. In terms of effectiveness, they were comparable to handguns, and their firing speed was not slow either.
Xiong Zhi's sword was not an ordinary one; otherwise, it would have been broken long ago.
"Everyone stop！！！！！！" A voice filled with authority and anger rang out.
There was a moment of silence from Nearby. Xiong Zhi halted his actions, and so did Xiaoyaozi.
A middle-aged man stood on a high platform, exuding a natural aura of power.
"Hall Master!" All disciples of Thunderbolt Hall knelt on one knee respectfully.
"May I ask what has brought you two to this point?" Hall Master inquired.
"You all know what you've done in Thunderbolt Hall..." Xiaoyaozi replied coldly.
"Oh... then... kill these two." With a wave of his hand, Hall Master spoke as if it were the most ordinary matter.
Xiaoyaozi's eyes turned cold as he leaped into action, the sword light trembling and transforming into sword energy, roaring as it slashed toward Pili Hall Master!
Pili Hall Master did not evade, nor did he make any other movements.
A figure appeared from the darkness, and a hidden weapon shot out... not even a shadow could be seen.
"Tangmen..." Xiaoyaozi's pupils constricted.
Tangmen... their hidden weapons are far superior to Thunderbolt Hall's. Tangmen is a family that teaches without holding back, unlike Thunderbolt Hall, which could never impart all its skills to its disciples.
Xiaoyaozi could not dodge this hidden weapon. In Xiong Zhi's eyes, the weapon was invisible; it was just that the Tangmen disciple made a move, and in the next moment, the hidden weapon struck Xiaoyaozi's leg.
Xiaoyaozi's stance faltered; as he swayed slightly, numerous hidden weapons flew in from all directions, instantly leaving him covered in wounds!
"Master!" Xiong Zhi's eyes turned red as he rushed to Xiaoyaozi and caught him as he fell from above.
"Silly disciple, I still didn't know when to tell you this. Now I'll say it... cough cough..." Xiaoyaozi coughed violently a few times. "The story I told you before about that woman... she is your mother... Over the years, I have investigated your background and finally have some clues..."
"Alright, you know what you need to know. Now hurry and run." Xiaoyaozi flipped over and lay on the ground, staring at the ceiling.
All these years as an assassin had been fraught with tension; at this moment, Xiaoyaozi truly relaxed. He felt that this was his most successful mission and also the most worthwhile one, yielding the greatest reward.
After doing so much for others, he finally did something for his own...
"Master!" Xiong Zhi held onto Xiaoyaozi tightly as those around them watched this scene unfold.
"Go..." Half of Xiaoyaozi's body had already begun to turn black. Holding a long sword, Xiaoyaozi pointed it at Xiong Zhi, pausing for a moment before placing it on his own darkened, bloodless hand. "If I don't kill you and you don't leave, I'll die here, right in front of you."
"In the future, when you have strength, take revenge for your mother and also avenge me." Xiaoyaozi forced out a faint smile.
Assassins... Assassins are also human! Xiaoyaozi had been lonely all his life, and after finally taking on a disciple, he was quite satisfied with this disciple.
Xiaoyaozi was tired of the life of an assassin, but there was no way to change it; dying would be a good end.
Using his last bit of strength, Xiaoyaozi wielded the sword that had accompanied him throughout his life and swung it towards Xiong Zhi's back.
With a sound of sword chant, Xiaoyaozi's final sword energy pushed back the disciples of Thunderbolt Hall.
"Master..." Xiong Zhi knelt down and bowed deeply, "Once a master, always a father."
With tears in his eyes, Xiong Zhi turned to leave.
"Ha ha... fortunately, you still recognize me..." Xiaoyaozi lay on the ground as his consciousness gradually faded. "When you go outside, become someone stronger than me, a well-known strong person... And don't forget to tell the world that you are my disciple, Xiaoyaozi."
[End of Chapter]
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