Chapter 105: Purely an Accident

After hearing Luo Yao’s words, Lin Xiao could not help rolling his eyes.

A children’s division martial arts champion, and she still had the nerve to strut around?

He was still the boy who had won the orphanage’s urination contest by pissing the farthest!

He no longer wanted to waste words with her. With a flick of his wrist, he spun his long sword into a flourish and took a defensive stance.

Luo Yao was equally terse. She twirled her spear, surging forward with the force of a dragon bursting from the sea, her momentum vast and overwhelming as she charged straight at Lin Xiao.

Her steps were steady and powerful, every movement exquisite and precise.

The spear moved with perfect flexibility in her hands. With a sweeping strike, she slashed toward Lin Xiao. The spearhead gleamed with a cold light, as if it could tear the air apart.

Lin Xiao was not to be outdone. Although a sword relied on agility and required swift, accurate motions, before meeting her head-on he also wanted to see why Luo Yao had such confidence.

So when faced with that sweeping strike, he did not dodge. Instead, he met it with a sword thrust of his own.

Spear and sword crashed together with a clear, ringing sound.

After the impact, both of them felt a numb sting in their hands and each stepped back three paces.

Lin Xiao found it rather unbelievable. He had truly underestimated Luo Yao. He knew his own strength well; even Zheng Jia, a level-two SS-rank strength-type ability user, was no match for him. Yet Luo Yao had actually matched him blow for blow.

Even though he had not used full strength, it was still enough to surprise him.

It seemed this girl’s physical abilities were formidable as well.

Compared with Lin Xiao, Luo Yao was even more astonished.

This strike looked evenly matched, but in truth she had been thoroughly outclassed. A spear was a broad, forceful weapon, much easier for strength to shine through. She knew Lin Xiao’s power was no small matter, so she had used all her strength in that attack.

Yet Lin Xiao was wielding a sword, where raw power was not so easily displayed.

From his relaxed, unhurried expression, it was obvious he had not used all his strength.

The difference in power seemed to be considerable.

Their thoughts diverged as they exchanged a glance and attacked again.

Luo Yao’s spear was open and forceful, mighty and ferocious, while Lin Xiao’s swordplay was eerie and changeable, impossible to predict.

Their figures wove and crossed through the clash, and for a brief time neither could gain the upper hand.

Suddenly, Luo Yao unleashed a burst of power. Her spear shot forward like thunder toward Lin Xiao’s chest. Lin Xiao shifted aside, and with the same motion his long sword swept out toward her throat. Luo Yao turned her spear to block the strike, then retreated swiftly.

Their battle had entered a fever pitch, and neither dared relax in the slightest.

Lin Xiao could tell that Luo Yao’s spear technique had been taught by an expert. Of course, his own swordsmanship was no weak matter either.

Chu Wentian, watching from the side, clicked his tongue in admiration at Lin Xiao’s swordplay. His own ability was a sword, and his mastery of blade arts was beyond that of ordinary people.

Even he could see that Lin Xiao’s sword techniques were no simple thing, and Luo Yao could still hold her own against him. Both of them were anything but ordinary.

Lin Xiao felt that dragging it out like this was not a solution. Thinking of a spirit skill he had never used, he decided this was the perfect chance to test its power.

Weakness Detection.

The moment Lin Xiao activated Weakness Detection, he immediately understood how practical this skill was.

Two dots appeared directly on Luo Yao’s body.

One was at the wrist of her right hand, the other at the knee of her left leg.

These were Luo Yao’s weaknesses.

Now that he knew them, Lin Xiao showed no mercy whatsoever. He immediately launched a relentless storm of attacks at those two points.

Luo Yao instantly felt the pressure. In fact, even she herself had never realized those were her weak spots. She only felt that Lin Xiao had suddenly become much stronger, and what had once been an even fight had suddenly turned against her.

At last, Lin Xiao seized an opening and sent a sword strike straight toward Luo Yao’s right wrist.

At that moment, Luo Yao’s spear was still extended in a thrusting posture, and it was not easy to withdraw.

Lin Xiao’s attack had already arrived, and she had no choice but to let go.

As her left hand was about to pull back the spear, Lin Xiao stepped in first, planted his foot on the shaft, and swung his sword straight toward her face.

With no other option, Luo Yao had to abandon the spear and evade the attack.

“Do you still want to continue?”

Looking at the spear lying by Lin Xiao’s side, Luo Yao also knew she was no match for him when it came to weapons.

“Of course. Dare to fight me hand to hand? No weapons!”

Lin Xiao blinked in surprise, not expecting this girl to be so unwilling to admit defeat. Since she wanted it, he would oblige.

He tossed the spear back to Luo Yao, then put away his sword into his spatial ring before taking up the opening stance of Wing Chun.

“Wing Chun, Lin Xiao. Please instruct me.”

Seeing his posture, Luo Yao frowned.

Could this guy even know traditional martial arts?

She was still fairly confident in close combat. She had trained in taekwondo and other disciplines, and in those fields she had few opponents.

But seeing how professional Lin Xiao looked, her confidence began to waver.

No, to flinch before the battle even begins is a grave military mistake. Only after fighting would she know whether she could win!

This time, before Luo Yao could attack first, Lin Xiao took the initiative. His figure was agile, his footwork light, his hands moving like lightning.

His boxing left Luo Yao utterly overwhelmed, instantly producing countless afterimages of fists that crashed down on her like a storm of wind and rain.

Luo Yao had no room to counterattack and could only struggle to defend herself, while Lin Xiao’s punches only grew faster, like raindrops in a gale, dense and fierce.

Regret filled Luo Yao’s heart. When they had been using weapons, she had still been able to spar with Lin Xiao for a few rounds, but in close-quarters combat she had no chance at all.

Seeing her defeat drawing near, Luo Yao finally could not help but unleash a spirit skill.

“Holy Light Flash!”

Holy Light Flash was a level-one innate spirit skill of the light element. Its function was simple: illumination.

However, if the user’s level was high enough, the brightness could be controlled to achieve the effect of a flash bomb.

Although Lin Xiao was fighting Luo Yao at close range, he had kept his enhanced vision and night vision active the entire time.

Because Luo Yao had said she wanted a hand-to-hand contest, he never imagined she would suddenly use a spirit skill at this moment.

Caught completely off guard, the sudden blaze of light made him lose his sight for an instant.

“Damn it! You sneaky little brat, using tricks again!”

Only the heavens knew how much damage the Holy Light Flash had done to Lin Xiao while he was using enhanced vision. All he could see now was a blinding sheet of white.

Ever since awakening his ability, he had not felt like this for a very long time.

This time Lin Xiao was genuinely angry, but he did not stop.

Although he could no longer see anything, he relied on the last memory of Luo Yao’s position and hurled himself toward her.

Luo Yao knew the power of Holy Light Flash, so the moment she used it, she shut her eyes.

She had no intention of hurting Lin Xiao; otherwise, she would not have used Holy Light Flash.

Surely this would make Lin Xiao stop attacking for a while.

What she had not expected was that before she could even open her eyes, she felt a figure crash into her and pin her firmly beneath him.

And, by an extraordinary coincidence, those hands once again landed on the softness before her chest.

Although Lin Xiao could not see anything right now, that familiar sensation told him exactly where his hands had ended up.

Damn it. Did it really have to be this coincidental?

He really had not meant it.

An accident. Purely an accident.