Countless small blades flew towards the defenseless Limdis.
It should have been a decisive strike, yet there was no sign of panic from her.
Not only that, she even playfully stuck her tongue out at Mo Li.
“What?” What did that mean? Could she have another trick up her sleeve?
“You’ve fallen into my trap!” Limdis put her hands on her hips and said smugly.
“Ancestor of the Holy Fox in the dark abyss, please protect your follower, and bloom once more in the name of Aurevigia!”
The space in front of Limdis began to distort, like light refracting into water, or like ripples from a stone thrown into a calm surface.
The small blades, like stars in the sky, disappeared into it, as if sinking into the deep sea.
“This is my last hope!” Limdis struck a dramatic pose, while Mo Li had no time to care about that.
A bad premonition rose in his heart, and he looked behind him with a sense of foreboding.
The space distortion appeared there, and from it flew the small blades he had thrown earlier, now returning to him.
The blades were small but extremely sharp, each capable of easily piercing human skin, and each coated with a corrosive poison…
No one understood the power of his hidden weapons better than Mo Li, but this time, he was the one facing his own attack.
The so-called flying blades were like locusts, countless tiny poisoned blades, with negligible physical damage, but strong in that they were extremely difficult to completely deflect or dodge.
Due to the density distribution of the blades, no matter what method was used, one or two, or even more than ten, would hit.
This was indeed Mo Li’s miscalculation.
He mistakenly believed that Limdis’s spatial ability was limited to short-distance teleportation, not expecting her to open a space gate and return his attack to him.
She had been waiting for this opportunity all along.
Mo Li was now extremely grateful that from the moment he got his hands on Hanxi, he had been familiarizing himself with how to operate this weapon.
In the end, he discovered that this weapon had three “lock holes,” one of which corresponded to a skill…
Mo Li held the knife in reverse, crouching slightly, and placed it vertically in front of him.
[Hanxi: Ice Protection]
The handle and blade of Hanxi quickly froze over with a thick layer of ice, spreading outward to form a kite-shaped ice shield.
“Ding ding ding!” The small blades struck the ice shield, freezing instantly due to the extremely low temperature and being easily deflected aside.
“What??…” Limdis’s eyes widened.
“Show me whatever tricks you have left.” With his shoulder slightly regaining feeling, Mo Li held the ice shield in one hand, with a crossbow mounted on it, ready to fire.
“Damn… You, you are simply cheating!” Limdis gritted her teeth, ignoring how thick the ice shield was, and moved over to scratch it with her claws.
“Divine Fox, grant your follower boundless divine power!” With the power boost, Limdis bet everything on this strike, risking frostbite on her fingers.
But not only did this scratch leave no mark on the ice shield, it also broke her claw.
“Meow meow!!”
“Why bother?” Mo Li sighed, releasing the ice shield stance and raising his long knife.
[Hanxi: Ice Soul Slash]
The blade quickly froze, extending from the tip into an ice crystal pillar reaching the sky.
Limdis had just looked up when she felt herself covered by a huge shadow.
Looking up, she was so scared her tail almost stood up.
“What is this, wow wow!”
“Do you surrender?” Mo Li asked.
“Ugh… I, I won’t!” Limdis stubbornly replied.
“Alright, I’ll give you a fifty-meter head start.”
“Eh? … Eh eh ah ah ah!”
As soon as he finished speaking, the ice crystal pillar tilted and then crashed down with a ‘boom,’ but it didn’t hit Limdis’s little head—before it could, the little cat had already fainted from fright, and the ice crystal slash stopped mid-air, temporarily withdrawn.
“Referee, it’s time to announce the winner.”
“Ah, ah? Oh oh…” Prompted by Mo Li, the hook-nosed old man, who had been watching in a daze, finally reacted.
“This match is won by contestant number 66, ‘Anonymous’ Mo Li.”
“Wait a moment.” At this time, Viscount Minster, who had been silent on the stage, spoke up.
He slowly walked down from the stage, escorted by a group of attendants, with Barlow following behind.
Mo Li squinted his eyes.
He didn’t believe this old fox had come down just to congratulate him on his victory.
“Lord Viscount, is there something you need?” Interrupted by Viscount Minster, the hook-nosed old man dared not utter a word, his posture as humble as could be.
“Are you the Mo Li that my Barlow often mentions?” Stopping ten meters away from Mo Li, Viscount Minster leaned on his cane, his head slightly raised, his posture so high that it seemed Mo Li was nothing more than an ant he could easily crush, his tone filled with undisguised arrogance and disdain.
“Does Viscount have a different opinion on the outcome of this match?” Mo Li was blunt, having already fallen out with the Minster family, he didn’t bother with politeness, speaking directly.
“No, the outcome is clear.
This Viscount has no opinion on the match’s result, but rather on you, Mo Li.” Saying this, Viscount Minster cast a cold gaze on Mo Li.
“Young Mo Li, I’ve heard you were once a thief.”
You know better than anyone what I used to do, don’t you?? As soon as he spoke, Mo Li knew this old guy was here to cause trouble.
“Viscount’s baseless words leave me puzzled.”
“Puzzled? Really, haha, but according to my subordinates’ investigation, you were born in an orphanage on the outskirts of this city, and after growing up with no means of income, you turned to robbery and murder.”
Upon hearing this, the noble students in the stands began whispering, most of them looking at Mo Li with strange expressions.
“What does Viscount want, just say it.” Nobles could turn white into black and black into white with their words, blurring right and wrong.
Since they had the means to fabricate evidence, they could say whatever they wanted.
Mo Li gave up arguing with them.
“Very well, after all, what you’ve done is your business.
Without evidence, I won’t arrest anyone recklessly… Today, this Viscount is here to accuse you of two crimes.”
“Crimes??” Mo Li laughed.
“May I ask, Viscount, what crimes could a simple citizen like me have committed?”
“The first crime, disrespecting nobility.
You have repeatedly humiliated my son in public.” Viscount Minster held up one finger.
Are you sure it’s not the other way around??
“The second crime.” Viscount Minster’s gaze became sharp, with a hint of heat and greed.
“I accuse you, little thief, of stealing my family’s ancestral artifact.
Yes, the cloak you’re wearing and the ice knife in your hand, they originally belonged to our family!”
