Absolute Resonance

ng out in the direction that Yu Lang had come from.

Dang!

A pair of shortswords imbued with blue light countered in response.

Lian Zhong gripped his cleaver tightly, staring deep into the mist.

Li Luo emerged, twin swords in hand.
He was smiling straight at him, Zhao Kuo and Yu Lang flanking him.

“You dare to trick me?” Lian Zhong glared at Yu Lang and Zhao Kuo.
He knew now that there must have been messages hidden in the whistles.
He had come, but he had come forewarned, rumbling their ambush and turning the situation.

Yu Lang sighed softly.
“Brother, it was not deception.
It was just…
business!”

He batted his eyelashes at Lian Zhong meaningfully, “You wanna…
up the bid?”

Lian Zhong's face was red, his breathing labored and his eyes wild.

“Hey, this guy is pawing like an enraged bull.
Should we retreat? The mist is going to fade soon,” Yu Lang said anxiously.

Li Luo did not budge.
“Retreat?” He laughed.
“I took great effort to get this big fish to bite.
I'm not about to release it.”

Yu Lang's jaw dropped.
“Did you smear lard all over your eyeballs? Are you seeing this guy? Eighth Seal, and he has three helpers with him.”

“You two handle those three.
No problems, I assume?” Li Luo asked.

“You're for real?” Yu Lang was sobering up real quick.

Li Luo's eyes were locked on Lian Zhong.
He nodded lightly.
“He's worn on my patience long enough.
It's about time he paid the price.”

Yu Lang and Zhao Kuo looked at each other for a long moment before finally nodding slowly.

“Just as well.
I've wanted to take down these bastards for a while now.” Zhao Kuo's eyes lit up with pleasure.
His axe whooshed a few trial swings.

On the other side, the angry Lian Zhong was in disbelief.

“You're not running?” He could not understand it.

Li Luo had gone to great pains to save Zhao Kuo and Yu Lang.
They should be fleeing into the mist now, the most rational of options.
But Li Luo seemed ready to fight him.

Did his handsome looks absorb all his brain cells?

Hefting his cleaver, Lian Zhong swished it lightly through the air.
He turned to Li Luo, and the smile on his face hardened cruelly.

“Li Luo, don't think I won't dare to lay hands on you just because you're the Young Lord or something.
If you lose here, the only one that falls is House Luolan.”

Li Luo smiled slightly.
“Don't be too quick to jump to conclusions.
It’s embarrassing when the tables turn, you know?”

“Oh? You think you're that good?” Lian Zhong sneered.
He beckoned to the other three.
“Yu Lang and Zhao Kuo are yours.
I'll deal with Li Luo.”

The three complied.
Seventh Seals, three on two—there was nothing to be afraid of.

“We'll go first.
Take care of yourself.
Give us the signal if you're out of your depth, and we'll find a way to extricate,” Yu Lang assured him in a low voice before bounding after Zhao Kuo in another direction.

The three opponents followed.

As they drew apart, only Li Luo and Lian Zhong were left here now.

Lian Zhong looked at Li Luo with a mixture of disdain and cruel pleasure.
This time, he wasted no more words.
His yellow resonant power burst forth with the skill of an Eighth Seal cultivator.

An intimidating presence indeed.

“Li Luo, too late to regret now!”

“Watch me turn your face into minced meat!”

As he shrieked his laughter, Lian Zhong surged forward, his blade gleaming with yellow light as it delivered a brutal chop towards Li Luo.