Dashing Student-Chapter 453 - , Are You Seriously Ill?

Chu Qi’s cry caused the atmosphere in the room to instantly solidify.

The face of the Sect Leader of Suoming Sect became extremely ugly; she hadn’t expected Chu Qi to become soft-hearted at such a critical moment.

Suppressing the anger in her heart, she gritted her teeth and said, "Don’t let his sweet words deceive you, he is our enemy, the one who tainted your innocence!"

"This kind of person deserves to die!"

Tears muffled her voice as Chu Qi said, "Sect Leader, I know he is wrong, but I can also feel his sincerity. I... I really can’t bring myself to do it!"

"If you can’t do it, then let me do it!" A young man in his twenties angrily stepped forward, a sharp dagger also in his hand.

His name was Xu Ce, a member of the Suoming Sect.

He was also an admirer of Chu Qi.

Upon learning that Chen Nan had forcefully taken Chu Qi, he dreamt of cutting Chen Nan into pieces.

Otherwise, he could never quell the hatred in his heart!

Chu Qi stood in front of Chen Nan, angrily staring at Xu Ce, gritting her teeth and saying, "If you dare touch a single hair on him, I will hate you for a lifetime!"

Xu Ce was startled by Chu Qi’s words, his dagger trembling slightly in his hand. His eyes fixed firmly on Chu Qi, his face filled with pain and unwillingness, "Chu Qi, why are you protecting him? After what he did to you, how can you forgive him so easily?"

Chu Qi just firmly stood in front of Chen Nan, "What does that have to do with you?"

Out of nowhere.

Suddenly, a noisy clamor of shouting and killing came from outside.

Everyone inside showed a shocked expression, seemingly unaware of what had happened.

At that moment.

Suddenly, Wu Yuanchun, the Vice Sect Leader of Suoming Sect, led a group of disciples into the room like a tide, their numbers over a hundred, each holding a sharp blade.

Wu Yuanchun’s face was filled with a crazed smile, staring intently at Qing Niao, his eyes revealing a covetous desire.

"Qing Niao, your good days are over!" Wu Yuanchun shouted loudly, swinging his long sword, pointing it at Sect Leader Qing Niao.

Qing Niao’s expression changed, her eyes filled with coldness, "Wu Yuanchun, what are you implying? Are you planning a rebellion?"

Her subordinates showed a look of tension and fear, never expecting Wu Yuanchun to bring so many experts at once.

At that moment.

A foreboding feeling arose in everyone’s heart.

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Wu Yuanchun curled his lips into a disdainful cold smirk, "Betrayal? Hmph, don’t falsely accuse people here."

"The great power of Suoming Sect should never have fallen on the shoulders of a woman like you."

"Look at you, holding the position of Sect Leader for years, yet achieving nothing notable or praiseworthy."

"Today is the day you will meet your demise, and this position of Sect Leader should fall upon the shoulders of someone capable!"

With that, he swung his hand fiercely, his action carrying a commanding authority.

His followers behind him instantly roared like fierce wolves, their eyes ferocious, baring their teeth and claws as they surged towards Qing Niao’s subordinates.

For a moment, the shouts and killings were deafening.

Wu Yuanchun himself took the lead, like an arrow released from its bow, holding a machete and madly charging towards Qing Niao.

His stance seemed relentless, as if he wouldn’t stop until Qing Niao was dead.

In an instant,

the originally quiet room plunged into utter chaos, knives and swords clashing, blood splattering everywhere. Screams and roars intertwined, resembling hell on earth.

Qing Niao saw Wu Yuanchun approaching furiously, yet she showed no fear.

With a swift movement, she elegantly dodged Wu Yuanchun’s first round of attacks, and simultaneously, a shining silver Soft Sword appeared in her hand, its blade flickering with a chilling cold light under the dim room light.

"Wu Yuanchun, did you think I would be so easily defeated? How could I be unaware of all the schemes you’ve been plotting over the years?" Qing Niao launched a fierce counterattack, her sword moves fluid like drifting clouds and flowing water, each thrust targeting Wu Yuanchun’s vital points.

Wu Yuanchun was startled, but there was no turning back, so he steadfastly parried.

For a time, the two were evenly matched, tables and chairs around them shattered into pieces during their intense duel, sending wood splinters flying.

Although Qing Niao’s subordinates were initially caught off guard by Wu Yuanchun’s surprise attack, they were well-trained and quickly steadied themselves, engaging in a life-or-death battle with Wu Yuanchun’s underlings.

However, Wu Yuanchun had been preparing this rebellion for a long time and brought many men, making the situation still very disadvantageous for Qing Niao.

In the chaotic battlefield, Chen Nan and Chu Qi remained trapped in a corner.

Chen Nan, with his keen eyes, observed the surrounding battle, looking for an opportunity to break out: "When I hold them off later, you find a chance to run to the door, and don’t look back."

Although Chu Qi was also an assassin from the Suoming Sect, Chen Nan knew she was inherently kind-hearted and had no blood on her hands.

Chu Qi shook her head firmly, "No, I can’t leave the Sect Leader to fend for herself."

Seeing her resolute gaze, Chen Nan helplessly shook his head, then he observed the situation ahead, trying to find a compromise.

At this moment, Wu Yuanchun’s fierce fight with Qing Niao was heating up. With his strong skills and long preparation, he was dominating the battle.

His broadsword danced impenetrably, each slash powered with strong force as if a dragon emerging from the sea, charging at Qing Niao with an unstoppable momentum.

Although Qing Niao’s swordsmanship was exquisite, she was gradually feeling pressured under Wu Yuanchun’s intense onslaught.

Her movements were agile, darting left and right like fluttering cotton in the wind, her Soft Sword like a nimble snake, desperately defending against Wu Yuanchun’s barrage.

However, Wu Yuanchun seized a moment when she paused to catch her breath, roared loudly, and executed his special move, Wind-breaking Slash. His broadsword, with a roaring gust of wind akin to a flash of silver lightning, fiercely struck towards Qing Niao.

Qing Niao couldn’t dodge in time and had to block the attack head-on.

The clash of sword and broadsword emitted a deafening noise, and Qing Niao felt an overwhelming force crashing onto her, numbing her arms instantly, her Soft Sword almost slipping from her grip.

Before she could recover,

Wu Yuanchun followed up with a series of ruthless attacks, techniques like Gale Leaf Sweeping and Torrential Pear Blossom Rain showering down on her, leaving no chance for Qing Niao to catch her breath.

Under this storm-like assault, Qing Niao gradually found it difficult to defend, and her body was slashed at several places.

"Go to hell, old man!" Wu Yuanchun roared and delivered a powerful downward slash.

Seeing this,

a strong sense of despair and helplessness surged in Qing Niao’s heart.

She knew well that in her current state, she simply couldn’t withstand Wu Yuanchun’s furious strike!

At this critical, life-and-death moment, Chen Nan, like a ghostly figure in the dark night, moved as fast as lightning and instantly positioned himself in front of Qing Niao.

Without hesitation, he raised his handcuffed hands and miraculously caught the furious strike of Wu Yuanchun’s broadsword in that instant.

Wu Yuanchun, with a face full of astonishment, looked at Chen Nan, "Who the hell are you?"