She didn’t hesitate.
She turned and ran, leaving Belang with a quickly receding silhouette.
Seeing this, Belang shouted urgently.
“Stop him! I want him alive—alive is all that matters!”
“Yes!” x n
The two guards beside him answered in unison, and simultaneously gave chase after the fleeing Shu Yue.
Belang watched Shu Yue’s retreating figure, his eyes filled with burning desire.
It wasn’t the desire for the opposite sex, but a craving for power and authority.
When Anna had found him and revealed Shu Yue’s secret, Belang could no longer suppress his own greed.
He decided he would obtain Shu Yue at any cost!
To be able to use Alchemy to plunder others’ Spell Arts—such an ability was truly shocking, yet extremely seductive.
If he could acquire stronger Spell Arts, his future achievements would surely surpass his sister Emily’s.
Then he would no longer be a mere Baron; perhaps he could become a Viscount, and the Leicester Family would be his to command.
In that instant, Belang had an infinite longing for the future, like a gambler fantasizing about the world after winning everything.
Just thinking about it gave him a pleasure even more satisfying than orgasm.
“So wonderful, truly wonderful!”
Belang’s eyes widened as he stared fixedly at Shu Yue, now flanked from left and right.
He reached out his hand, as if about to grasp the future he had imagined. It would soon become reality.
He no longer concealed his greed, completely shedding the mask of gentle refinement.
If anyone were to look at his face now, they would surely be frightened by the hideous expression contorted by desire.
Belang had not brought many people, because he didn’t want more to know this secret.
Otherwise, he wasn’t sure he could keep this opportunity for himself given his current strength.
But he had a trump card on him.
Dealing with a Tier 1 mid-stage like Shu Yue didn’t require him to act; his loyal subordinates could handle it.
Thinking about this, Belang lifted his head arrogantly.
He recalled how Shu Yue had tricked him earlier, and a trace of malice flashed in his eyes. His expression darkened.
“Damn commoner! Once I catch you, I’ll make you know the price of insulting a Noble!”
In the distance, the three had engaged in battle.
Shu Yue held a longsword and slashed at the tall guard, who was closest.
Clang!
The two longswords collided, sending out a bright spark.
Shu Yue and the tall guard each stepped back.
She turned and used her sword to block the fat man’s broadsword strike.
The blow was extremely powerful.
Shu Yue felt as if she had been hit by a bull.
However, her body had been strengthened by Dragon Blood, so the impact wasn’t enough to make her lose her grip.
She forcefully pushed the broadsword away.
Shu Yue turned and parried the tall guard’s thrust, while simultaneously dodging the follow-up attacks.
The tall guard and the fat man coordinated well, leaving Shu Yue very little room to maneuver.
They kept shrinking her range of movement.
If this continued, she would be finished.
Shu Yue had decent combat awareness.
She quickly spotted the problem and formulated a countermeasure.
She suddenly attacked the fat man.
After her strike was blocked, instead of turning to defend against the tall guard’s attack, she pressed close to the fat man’s body, dodging the blow and circling behind him.
She couldn’t let the two flank her.
She could use her superior speed and agility to pull the tall guard and the fat man out of position, making it easier to deal with them.
Easier said than done.
Fortunately, Shu Yue’s body, enhanced by Dragon Blood, gave her a speed advantage at the Tier 1 level.
As for why she was still caught despite her speed advantage, it was because Shu Yue never intended to run—she ran to break their encirclement.
The moment Belang learned her secret, Shu Yue’s conflict with him became a fight to the death.
She could not allow someone who knew her secret to remain alive.
Both the tall guard and the fat man were secretly shocked.
The speed Shu Yue had just displayed far exceeded a Tier 1 mid-stage’s level—she was 30% faster than them.
At their speeds, a 30% gap was a world of difference.
Coupled with Shu Yue’s nimble frame and petite stature, hitting her became very difficult.
Instead, they found themselves in a passive position.
Before they could figure out what to do, Shu Yue’s killing intent locked onto them.
Both men flinched again.
She wasn’t fleeing—this was a trap!
The two still maintained their chasing posture, but Shu Yue had already turned and thrust at the fat man.
In terms of relative speed, this strike combined both Shu Yue’s and the fat man’s velocities.
He couldn’t dodge!
The fat man’s heart jumped as he hurriedly raised his broadsword to block.
The blade was slammed against his chest with a heavy force, the impact sending a wave of bitterness to his throat.
Shu Yue didn’t stop after one strike.
She followed up with dozens of thrusts, each full of power.
Soon the fat man was bleeding, bright red blood streaming down, staining his upper body.
The tall guard braked in time and turned to attack Shu Yue.
She ducked to avoid the strike, then instantly burst into speed, leaping three meters away, preventing the tall guard from pursuing.
With the fat man blocking his line of attack, he couldn’t even use a combat skill effectively.
Shu Yue swept past the group of Tier 0 guards who had surrounded her.
To ordinary people, they were powerful elite soldiers, but to Shu Yue, they were no different from roadside grass.
She completely overpowered them in speed and strength.
The Tier 0 guards couldn’t even mount an effective defense before their bodies were cut open and they fell to the ground, dead beyond dead.
Belang indeed hadn’t brought many people.
He had only brought two Tier 1 experts, both his trusted confidants.
But even so many couldn’t stop Shu Yue’s charge.
The tall guard looked at the bodies of the Tier 0 guards, anger rising.
He strode after Shu Yue.
The Tier 0 guards had delayed her, allowing the tall guard to catch up.
He thrust his sword at Shu Yue’s shoulder—he could have aimed for her back, but Belang had said not to kill her.
Shu Yue bent her knees, letting the sword graze past her shoulder.
Fortunately, she dodged in time, and the blade didn’t break the skin.
She turned and counterattacked.
Their swords clashed again.
The tall guard tried to overpower her through strength, but suddenly a glass test tube flew toward him.
Before he could think about what it was, the tube shattered on its own.
Bang!
A cloud of mist instantly spread, covering an area five meters in diameter.
Shu Yue and the tall guard were both inside it.
The fat man, who had caught up later, didn’t enter the mist.
Suddenly, a dark figure shot out from the mist, accompanied by a flash of silver cold light stabbing at the fat man.
The fat man blocked again.
Shu Yue used his sword as a stepping stone and flipped behind him.
Only then did the fat man see a glass test tube flying toward the mist.
Then the flame ignited instantly.
The scorching light seared the fat man’s eyes, and the released heat burned his skin.
He retreated in panic, dodging the sudden explosion.
What kind of Spell Art was this?