Chapter 4146: Why Not Kneel?
Qi Xuanxuan also jumped up, angrily rolling up her sleeves. "Those bastards! How dare they gang up on my Qiao! I think they've eaten the guts of a bear and a leopard!"
"Xuanxuan, don't worry," Little Fatty quickly pulled her back. "Look at our Qiao Qiao, she's effortlessly managing, clearly enjoying herself."
The surrounding crowd silently glanced at Little Fatty, and couldn't help but inwardly grumble: Brother, you've hit the nail on the head!
The little stoic, when surrounded and attacked, showed no change in expression and looked remarkably at ease.
Moreover!
Who's ganging up on whom, exactly?
Weren't those overwhelming, ocean-like swarms of sand scorpions summoned by the little stoic herself?
The Startled Swan Dagger spun in the air once, then whoosh, was retrieved by Qiao Mu back into her Sea of Consciousness.
Faster than words could describe.
Qiao Mu summoned Startling Thunder, flying with her sword to hover above the five individuals.
The Ninth Heaven Startling Thunder Art's third form, Myriad Swords Returning to the Source, descended in an instant.
It was as if a galaxy shattered, and an ancient era was destroyed.
The sky was covered by substantial fragments of sword light, which suddenly cascaded down.
The five individuals from Splendor Academy, including Hong Shang, all turned ashen, their faces pale and defeated.
Hong Shang's expression was one of disbelief. She hurriedly threw out dozens of defensive talismans, forming an array around herself.
She couldn't even spare a thought for the lives of her four companions.
All she cared about now was saving her own life.
She had no time for anything else.
The sword shadows, like a rainbow, descended with tremendous force.
Accompanied by sizzling, crackling bolts of lightning, the sword light sealed off all escape routes for the five of them.
It was only a matter of seconds.
The four disciples of Splendor Academy screamed and were completely flung away.
The sword light enveloped Hong Shang.
It directly shattered the defensive talisman array around her into fragmented shadows.
Everyone watched in stunned silence, holding their breath.
They then saw the descending sword light, countless in number, condense into a single phantom sword, suspended in mid-air, pointed at Hong Shang's heart.
The little stoic flashed through the air to appear before Hong Shang, guiding the sword with two fingers from a distance. Her face was calm as water, her eyes cold as frost.
"Do you submit?"
Hong Shang, pressured by her suddenly heightened aura, instinctively took a small step backward.
She tilted her head, her breathing slightly rapid, her gaze fixed on the mid-air. Her heart was filled with shock, surprise, and a deep intertwining of emotions.
Who exactly was this woman?
How could her control over sword intent be so masterful?
To condense sword intent into a single entity in mid-air, to hover terrifyingly, and obey her commands so docilely?
"If you submit, why do you not kneel?" Qiao Mu coldly reprimanded, her gaze clear and unwavering as she looked down at the woman before her.
It wasn't that she deliberately wanted to make things difficult for this woman.
It was because...
She wanted everyone in the City of Radiance to know that anyone who dared to provoke her verbally and publicly embarrass her would ultimately pay a price a hundred times more humiliating.
Hong Shang remained frozen in place, not uttering a sound for a long time.
Qiao Mu impatiently raised her delicate eyebrows. "It seems you only verbally submit, but not in your heart. If that's the case, what use is it for me to keep you?"
"Submit! Submit!" Zhou Bao and the other four male students from the City of Radiance immediately knelt on one knee, cupping their hands in a bow. "It was our arrogance before, and we offended Your Royal Highness. Please forgive us."
Qiao Mu coldly swept her gaze over them, then her eyes returned to Hong Shang, as cold as frozen ice, utterly ruthless.
"You don't submit?" A hint of chill emanated from her clear, cold voice, and her murderous aura slowly intensified around her.
"Submit, submit! Senior Sister Hong, submit, she submits!"