I Have a Date with a Thousand-year-old Female Corpse
Chapter 879: Not Good, Old Shepherd is Getting Serious

Chapter 879: Chapter 879: Not Good, Old Shepherd is Getting Serious

Zai Juejue and Su Lang exchanged a glance, then slowly walked out to stand parallel to each other, forming an equilateral triangle with you.

Zai Juejue did not speak. He pulled out from his bosom what seemed to be a simple cloth bag, no bigger than two wallets. First, he reached in and pulled out a bronze short sword. Casually tossing the bronze short sword, his shadow suddenly leaped up, becoming an identical black silhouette that caught the sword in midair.

Then, he drew out an iron sword about eighty centimeters long, plain and unadorned.

Zai Juejue and his shadow positioned themselves at angles, their swords—one long and one short—in hand, immediately unleashing an air of deadly seriousness.

Seeing this, Su Lang couldn’t help but laugh and say, "Old Zai, why so serious? Remember, Old Shepherd is your class advisor!"

Despite the seemingly harmless smile on his face, when had a treasured sword, emanating a dark red sword qi, appeared behind Su Lang? With the appearance of the sword, the atmosphere in the Fighting Hall instantly shifted.

Looking at the two of them, you couldn’t help but laugh and say, "Tell me, what’s with you two? Each of you possesses a treasure yet you choose to hole up in a corner like Seaport No. 7 Middle School. Logically speaking, shouldn’t you, Secret Sect Disciples, be cultivating in the deep mountains, old forests, or your Sect Master’s unique Spiritual World?"

Zai Juejue and Su Lang looked at each other and said in unison, "Descend the mountain, to go through trials!"

"Trials?" you sneered and asked, "Are you seeking out people or attracting ghosts?"

"We’ve sought both," they replied together.

"Oh? So you do have real combat experience?"

Both nodded their heads.

"Alright then, since you have combat experience, I won’t go easy."

As you spoke, you grinned, feeling the stifling heat of the day coupled with your own not-so-great mood. You indeed needed a good fight to release all the negative emotions within!

With that thought, you immediately shouted, "Sen Luo Eye, open!"

"Shénwǔ incantation!"

Empowered by the Shénwǔ incantation, your figure quickly vanished from their sight!

"Whoosh!"

You rapidly appeared behind Zai Juejue, swinging a fast punch at his back!

"Clang!"

Your fist unexpectedly met the bronze short sword in the shadow’s hand mid-strike.

"Hiss!"

You quickly retracted your hand in pain, while at the same time, a sharp edge shot toward your eye from a corner!

Stepping back half a step with your left foot and slightly tilting your head back, you narrowly dodged Zai Juejue’s swift sword strike in what appeared to be a highly dangerous maneuver!

"Nice one, good teamwork!" you praised.

Retreating rapidly a few steps, you then suddenly twisted your body, somersaulting through the air to see a vicious blood-red streak aiming straight for your back.

"Su Lang, resorting to sneak attacks?"

Su Lang replied with a grin, "Heh heh, just feeling itchy hands and wanted to see if you could dodge it under those circumstances."

"Looks like I can’t get the upper hand with fighting skills alone, I’ll have to rely on talismans."

With those words, two brown cinnabar talismans flew out from your pocket. Your left and right hands quickly grabbed them, and after silently incanting a few phrases, you clapped them together and shouted, "Wind Fire Curse, Firefly Fire..."

"Firefly Fire, like fireflies?"

As fist-sized fireballs started appearing all around, Su Lang, still smiling, teasingly made his remark.

"Radiance!"

Along with your deep shout, "those fist-sized fireflies suddenly began to spiral rapidly around you!"

"Holy crap! This move is like cheating!"

Su Lang yelled out and grabbed the treasured sword in his hand, stabbing it fiercely into the ground, "Dancing Sword Ghost Gang!"

A blood-red aura instantly enveloped Su Lang completely, warding off the fireflies attacking like radiance!

Looking at Zai Juejue, he was silently back-to-back with his shadow, with two long and short treasured swords spinning rapidly around him, forming a circular sword shield, also keeping countless fireflies at bay.

"Not bad, you’ve got some moves," you nodded with a smile.

"Hehe, Old Shepherd, got any cooler tricks? Otherwise, the five of us are going to have dinner at Goddess Zhao’s house tonight. Heh heh, might even get lucky?"

Su Lang was a bit of an idiot, something many who knew him were aware of. He often cracked lewd jokes, notoriously so among his classmates.

But, he was oblivious to your temperament!

At first, it was okay, but upon hearing the latter part, your eyes suddenly widened, and an extremely sharp aura emanated from you instantly.

"Not good, Old Shepherd is going to get serious!" Zai Juejue hastily said.

"What’s there to be afraid of if he gets serious? Could he possibly eat us?" Su Lang said with an unruffled demeanor. After all, as the favored disciple of Ghost House Sword Respect, he had some bragging rights.

Hearing Su Lang’s words, the smile on your face suddenly turned malevolent, "Eat you? Hmm, that’s a pretty good idea!"

After saying this, four red talisman papers flew out of your pocket, and you quickly bit your finger, casually drawing four Sen Luo Curse Marks on the four red talisman papers, then shouted, "Fire Spell, Dragon Mouth!"

"Dragon... what did he just say about a dragon?" Su Lang turned his head towards Zai Juejue.

At that time, Zai Juejue wasn’t in the mood to chat with Su Lang. Without another word, each with his own shadow and a long and short sword in hand, they rushed to stab towards you!

The approaching sword edges glinted like twinkling stars, covering the sky!

"Hmph!" With the corner of your mouth quirked up, you coldly said, "Wind Hammer."

A brown vermilion talisman flew out, transforming into an invisible force that hammered repeatedly onto Zai Juejue’s chest, sending his entire body flying.

He somersaulted several times in the air and landed on one hand. Just as he was about to get up, his body suddenly stiffened, and he slowly raised his head—

Dragon, Dragon Mouth!

A huge dragon mouth, at least occupying one-third of the fighting field, shockingly appeared before Zai Juejue! The dragon mouth seemed to have emerged from another dimension, revealing only half a mouth filled with sharp tusks.

Zai Juejue was completely still, his eyes fixed in terrified disbelief on the fiery tusks before him. Never mind that the tusks could instantly slice him to pieces, the sheer heat of the fire alone could turn him into ashes!

Meanwhile, Su Lang had already been rendered immobile. His face was drenched with sweat, partly from fear, partly from the heat.

He was standing right in the center of the dragon mouth, and with just a gentle clamp of the jaw, he could bid farewell to the world!

"I... I give up."

Su Lang suddenly realized that he was facing the homeroom teacher of Class 7, who was also his subject teacher, and not a mortal enemy. He immediately raised his hand and said, "Teacher, I give up!"

"You’re giving up?"

"I give up!"

"Are you sure you’re not fighting anymore?"

"Really not fighting, don’t dare to fight anymore. If we keep on like this, I won’t even know when I might lose my life!"