Chapter 161 - Prank (1)
The Good-for-Nothing Seventh Miss
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
When Shen Yanxiao did not respond to him, he believed that she was timid or that she was frightened. That immediately placed him in a good mood.
âHand over all of those badges on the ground,â the swordsman snorted and said.
Shen Yanxiao quirked her eyebrows. It seemed like those people had wanted to reap the benefits without putting in any effort at all.
However, since they had the nerve to target their belongings, then they must have been prepared for their downfall as well.
âI hate unskilled robbers like you the most.â Shen Yanxiao looked at the swordsmanâs greedy eyes and wondered how she should make those reckless fools regret the moment they laid their eyes on her.
âWhat did you say?!â The swordsman did not expect the little lad to criticize him, and his expression immediately darkened.
How dare a measly herbalist spoke to him like that?!
The swordsmanâs longsword immediately streaked across Shen Yanxiaoâs neck with a twist of his wrists and sliced strands of her hair in the blink of an eye.
âKid, I would advise you to be obedient. Otherwise, donât blame me for being rude.â The swordsman looked at Shen Yanxiao arrogantly. She had not moved an inch, and so he thought that she was terrified of him.
As expected, students from the Herbalist Division were all chicken-hearted idiots. He had merely frightened her, and the guy was already rooted to the ground.
Shen Yanxiao looked at the strands of her hair on the ground and her eyebrows furrowed.
Did no one tell that idiot that a ladyâs hair was like their second face?
Well, that was reason enough for Shen Yanxiao.
The swordsman was unaware of his imminent death as he turned toward his companions and smiled at them. It was that split second that he did not notice the rapid gestures from Shen Yanxiaoâs slender fingers.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Just as he wanted to turn around to lecture that ignorant kid, the swordsman felt as if a huge rock had struck him. He had no time to react before he crashed onto the ground with his limbs spread wide opened.
He felt an invisible force had pressed down on his body, and he was stuck to the ground. It was difficult to breathe, and he was unable to wield his sword because he could not even lift his fingers.
All of his strength was drained instantly, and he could hear buzzing sounds in his ears. Hie vision blurred, and he could only vaguely see the little herbalist who sat in front of him with a sinister smile.
He did not know what had happened to his body or why he was incapable of movement so suddenly.
Shen Yanxiao already understood the effect of the Illusion Construct curse, and after she cast the Enervation curse on the swordsman, she felt even more satisfied. When she saw the swordsmanâs strength, she knew that it was impossible for him to rank five levels above her. The Enervation curse had an extreme effect on its victim. It could not only suppress oneâs movement, but it could also turn oneâs mind into a puddle of mush.
How could she have the heart to refuse someone who had sent themselves as guinea pigs for her training?
The few people who stood some distance away nearly lost their minds when their teammate fell onto the ground and became motionless.
âWhatâs wrong with him?â The archer kept his hold on his arrows and turned to question his teammates. The swordsmanâs situation was too bizarre. He was still extremely cocky just moments ago, so how did he end up on the floor the next second?
âIâm not sure, should we go and take a look?â The knight hesitated. The previous scene had happened too suddenly, and they did not notice anything unusual before that.