The Black Book: Seven Deadly Sins
Chapter 118 - 118: No Complaints About Losing

In a flash of lightning and flint, Catherine Veronia sensed the arrival of death, a trace of despair and fear flickering in her sapphire-like pupils.

Yet just as the sword light was about to decapitate her, a low murmur echoed in Zhu Haomiao's ear.

"Junior Brother Zhu, revere life."

"Be cautious in killing!"

"Be cautious in anger!"

The ethereal murmur, like a gentle breeze brushing by, instantly dispelled Zhu Haomiao's heated bloodthirst, and the sword in his hand subtly shifted from a merciless strike to an ethereal "breeze."

Clang!!!

It wasn't until then that the shockwaves from the earlier clash of swords expanded and released, the harsh sound of metal scraping swept across the entire underground arena, causing all the audience to instinctively cover their ears, feeling the tingling high-frequency vibrations in the air.

Catherine Veronia was knocked back three steps by a single sword, staggering to a half-kneel on the ground, the exquisite leather armor on her upper body torn and blown away by the sword's wind, revealing a luxurious shirt with pure white and gold trim, and a pair of snow-white, round northern hemispheres.

Zhu Haomiao: "..."

Such a beautiful girl, such milky snow; why was I just thinking about chopping off her head?!

Is there no justice?

Is there no law?

What a waste!

Should I have had some fun first and then see if I could eat... huh?!

No!!

Realizing his blasphemous thoughts, Zhu Haomiao shuddered, his gaze instantly regaining clarity.

Amitabha Buddha!

Indulging in everything will only bring harm to oneself!

Having fun first and eating later is even worse!

Even thinking about it is wrong!

Thinking itself is a sin!

Taking a deep breath, Zhu Haomiao suppressed the distracting thoughts in his mind, looking at the beautiful girl half-kneeling before him.

The blade's gleaming edge was pointed at her throat, the cold spine of the sword "cupping" her chin, forcing her stunning face to tilt upward, looking up at him.

Looking down at her defiant, unwilling azure eyes, Zhu Haomiao felt an inexplicable slight pleasure of taming a wild crimson mare, gently exerting some force with his wrist.

Catherine Veronia's hands hung by her sides, her pink fists clenched to a pale white, gazing up at the boy's superior handsome face, reluctantly standing up by having her chin "cupped" by the cold sword blade.

And as she moved to stand, the white shirt with gold trim, torn by the sword's wind, slid off to the sides, revealing her snow-white, delicate shoulders and the faintly visible, round, white hemispheres.

Seeing this scene, Zhu Haomiao's heart pounded wildly, his mind bubbling with all sorts of bizarre, wicked thoughts like boiling water.

Amitabha Buddha!

Ban Se Se!

Ban Se Se!

Before the [Book of Black] issued a warning, Zhu Haomiao concentrated and quickly suppressed the surging desires, speaking calmly.

"Do you surrender?"

Feeling the cold sensation pressing against her throat, Catherine Veronia clenched her fists even tighter, her beautiful nails digging into her flesh, struggling for a good few seconds before squeezing out three words through her teeth.

"I surrender."

Hearing this, Zhu Haomiao smiled slightly, relaxing his fingers, the sword tip tracing an arc, naturally drooping down, the entire Western sword picked up by a single finger at the root of the bowl-shaped guard, presented to Catherine Veronia.

"Thank you for your sword."

In the seemingly sincere words of thanks, Catherine Veronia inexplicably sensed a kind of superior mockery, giving the boy a resentful glare.

"Hmph! You don't understand swordsmanship at all!"

With a cold snort, Catherine Veronia snatched back her sword, pulling up her shirt that had slipped to her arms, turned and walked away.

Watching her enchanting, graceful back, Zhu Haomiao stifled a laugh, pursing his lips, his gaze extending further to see Feng Zhaobai smiling appreciatively under the stage, along with the beautiful blonde lady beside him.

Hmm??

Senior Brother Feng's girlfriend?

Something's up!

The distance between them was clearly beyond ordinary social boundaries, only friends close enough would instinctively stand so close!

Amidst the roaring cheers and curses of countless spectators, a hint of gossip curiosity flickered in Zhu Haomiao's eyes. Following Catherine Veronia down the stage, they were greeted by Feng Zhaobai and the beautiful lady.

"Junior Brother Zhu, let me introduce you, this is Judy Pores of the Gaul [Thorny Rose] sword sect."

In a composed manner, his gaze swept across the Purple Gold Iris Badge on her chest, Zhu Haomiao nodded politely.

"Hello."

Judy Pores examined the boy's youthful, handsome features with a complex gaze, nodding after a few seconds, extending her hand proactively.

"Hello, it's a pleasure to meet you, Zhu."

Staring at the fair, soft hand extended before him, Zhu Haomiao blinked, calmly shaking hands with her.

In a vague sense, he detected a subtle, almost imperceptible reverence within her for him, possibly even... fear!

Oh no!

Could it be she discovered my fleeting thought of having fun with Catherine Veronia first and eating her afterward?!!!

No, such fleeting wicked thoughts were impossible for anyone but himself to notice!

Besides, if truly discovered, the reaction should be anger and vigilance, not reverence and fear!

Unobtrusively glancing at the sulking Catherine Veronia beside him, through their attire and the similar ornate Western sword at their waists, along with their shared sharp aura, Zhu Haomiao affirmed they were of the same school.

As the boy's thoughts raced, Judy Pores shifted her gaze, gently patting Catherine's head, encouraging her.

"Don't sulk, you're already very impressive."

Glancing at Zhu Haomiao beside her, Catherine Veronia pouted in grievance.

"Being defeated by someone who doesn't understand swordsmanship, what's impressive about that..."

Seeing this, Judy Pores smiled slightly, looking at Zhu Haomiao beside her.

"Zhu, was that sudden burst just now your [Storage Explosion] from the Chinese Eight Basic Forces?"

"Uh... yes."

Upon hearing this, a dim light sparked in Catherine Veronia's azure eyes.

Sensing the change in her junior sister, Judy Pores seized the opportunity, fondling her hair.

"Zhu's [Stacked Waves Strength] is near its peak, having grasped the [Rhyme], already no less than you. When combined with the instantaneous burst of [Storage Explosion], the dual power fusion, you were not defeated unjustly."

Listening to her senior sister's persuasion, Catherine Veronia's crystal-clear eyes shone brighter and brighter, straightening her posture again.

Just then, Feng Zhaobai discreetly joined the conversation, smiling at Catherine Veronia.

"Actually, you shouldn't belittle yourself. Junior Brother Zhu is only at the Silver Level, his basic attributes far from competing with yours, so he couldn't engage you in a prolonged battle, forcing him to take a risky move, breaking you down with a single burst!"

"And if you had withstood that wave, the situation would have immediately reversed..."

Speaking, Feng Zhaobai turned to Zhu Haomiao, raising an eyebrow discreetly from Catherine Veronia's line of sight.

"Isn't that right... Junior Brother Zhu?"

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