Heaven-Sent Farm Girl Builds Her Fortune And Captures His Heart-Chapter 168: Potential
In her previous life, Shen Qinglan excelled in assassination, and she rarely engaged in close combat like this.
Seeing the five people attacking again from behind, Shen Qinglan started running forward without thinking.
Just as the group thought she was trying to escape and dispersed to encircle her, she suddenly turned around, her feet nimbly stepping on the pillar, then with a leap, her scimitar swiftly slashed the neck of the black-clad man closest to her.
In just an instant, before the black-clad man could even react, his throat was slit with a single cut.
Shen Qinglan was also surprised at her own speed, seemingly much faster than a few months ago.
As they watched their comrade fall to the ground in an instant, the remaining four black-clad men couldn’t help but feel anger rising in their hearts.
They were elite assassins from the Heavenly Killer Sect, never failing on a mission, yet today they failed again and again, which made them furious.
In their rage, their intelligence basically dropped to zero, and their fighting style became completely uncoordinated, drastically lowering their teamwork.
As assassins, especially as team assassins like them, once their coordination fell apart, it meant they had failed.
Shen Qinglan’s expression was cold, her red brocade cloak swirling wildly in the wind and snow.
She weaved in and out among the four, dodging constantly, their scimitars swinging wildly at where the red figure moved, yet they couldn’t even touch a strand of her hair.
Indeed, it isn’t until one is in flight that they discover their true potential.
Shen Qinglan felt that with her current agility, even flying wouldn’t be a problem.
"Who are you? Why are you obstructing the Heavenly Killer Sect?" someone finally couldn’t resist asking.
The red figure stopped five meters away from them, she looked at them and said indifferently, "A passerby."
"A passerby?" the person snorted coldly, "Do you think we would believe that?"
Shen Qinglan’s expression remained unchanging as she said, "That’s your business."
She was clearly telling the truth, so why wouldn’t they believe her?
"Stop wasting time with her!" one of them raised the scimitar in his hand, his face murderous, "Heavenly Killer Sect’s rule, the enemy’s death is my life, the enemy’s life is my death. Today, if she doesn’t die, then we will!"
"As an assassin, no matter how difficult the situation, you must control your emotions."
Her voice was cold, holding the scimitar, she stepped toward them in the snow.
"The moment you got angry, it already meant... you have failed!"
If she had been wary of them earlier, she was no longer afraid now.
Because she realized, with her current speed, dealing with them was indeed... effortless!
"Fight her!" someone shouted, then the four rushed at her fiercely. 𝚏𝐫𝚎𝗲𝕨𝐞𝐛𝕟𝚘𝐯𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝗺
The killing intent quickly gathered around, then intensified, finally blending with the cold snowy weather.
Shen Qinglan’s leisurely movements instantly turned into a sprint, her figure turning into a blur, so fast it was impossible to capture.
With several muffled groans, the sounds of bodies falling followed one after another.
The snow continued to fall silently, the cold enveloping the surrounding area.
The blood that hadn’t yet dripped from Shen Qinglan’s scimitar instantly turned into red icicles.
She turned her head, the cold wind brushing past her ear.
She first glanced at the bodies on the ground, then finally fixed her gaze in the direction where the black-clad man had left.
She saw a young man who had been opposing the black-clad men earlier, helping a pale, handsome young man dressed in fox fur, slowly walk out from the corner of the wall.
"Who are you?"
The young man, full of righteous spirit, stared at her with vigilance, his voice cold as he questioned her.
Shen Qinglan withdrew her gaze, threw the scimitar in her hand into the snow, and did not answer the young man’s question. Instead, she turned around and left directly.
