Nighttime ambush
The night descended, and the earth was engulfed in darkness.
A few stars dotted the sky, while on the ground, the remnants of the fires still flickered, casting a faint reddish hue.
On the slopes of the Black Broken Mountain, a hushed rustling emanated from the dense forest, accompanied by an unmistakable air of malevolence.
"Move out!" The leader's hand signaled the advance. Dim moonlight aided the black-clad figures as they stealthily approached the vicinity of the Canaan College students.
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Within the Canaan College camp, inside a tent.
Lu Yunxiao sat cross-legged, his aura surged, radiating a brilliant golden glow in the dim night.
After days of practice, he was now on the cusp of breaking through to a Seven-Star Fighter. Within two days at most, he was certain he'd achieve the breakthrough.
His demeanor remained composed, but his innate spiritual senses remained vigilant to his surroundings.
"Faint footsteps..." The faintest of sounds reached Lu Yunxiao's ears, rousing him from his meditation. His eyes snapped open, and in a swift motion, he conjured the Feihong Sword into his hand. With a swift unsheathing, the longsword gleamed with a cold light as it cut through the dark night, aimed directly at the back of the tent.
"Swish!" The blade sliced through the tent, abruptly ending the life of a black-clad assailant.
"An attack?!" Lu Yunxiao frowned, just as a long and penetrating howl echoed through the encampment.
It was a warning signal, likely from a female Dou Ling. With a calmer mind, Lu Yunxiao raised the Feihong Sword, exited the tent, and dashed towards the source of the cry.
Emerging from his tent, he was met with numerous figures. A horde of black-clad intruders had infiltrated the camp, targeting the tents and causing death and chaos. Some unsuspecting students were roused from their slumber only to meet their swift demise.
The cries of agony mixed with screams filled the air.
"Damn it!" Lu Yunxiao cursed under his breath. Surveying the scene, he saw bodies strewn on the ground, including those of the night watchmen. It was shocking to realize that these guards, responsible for vigilance, had fallen prey to these assailants.
No wonder they'd infiltrated so silently. Had he not been alert and caught wind of their approach, he too might have been ambushed, potentially wounded or killed.
However, the timely warning from the female Dou Ling had been a crucial help. The instructors and seasoned students had rallied, mounting a fierce counteroffensive. Though caught off guard initially, the Canaan College guards proved their mettle, launching a potent retaliation. The black-clad attackers were incurring losses.
"Pop!" A bright flare soared into the night sky, illuminating the darkness with its brilliance.
This was Canaan College's call for aid. Under the unexpected assault, a robust response was warranted to quell the assault.
Retracting his focus, Lu Yunxiao's gaze sharpened as he headed towards Instructor Ruolin.
In this situation, unity was key for an effective response. Isolated actions would only lead to divisions and vulnerabilities. Lu Yunxiao knew that they had to stand together to face this assault, else they'd be taken down one by one.
The Feihong Sword danced through the air, its icy gleam trailed by a sharp aura. It darted towards two black-clad assailants, ending their lives with precision strikes.
"Teacher Ruolin!" Lu Yunxiao maneuvered closer, narrowing the distance to his mentor.
"Yunxiao!" Amidst the throng, Instructor Ruolin dealt a lethal blow to one attacker using her whip, snapping bones and spilling blood. Turning her gaze towards Lu Yunxiao, she saw him unharmed and her worry lessened.
Her chief concern had been his safety. Losing a prodigious talent like him would be an immeasurable loss to the academy. Fortunately, he was still intact, a stroke of luck amidst the turmoil.
"Are you alright, Teacher Ruolin?" Lu Yunxiao inquired, his concern evident.
"I'm fine. Unfortunately, many freshmen have lost their lives," Instructor Ruolin's eyes were tinged with redness, moistened by a hint of sorrow.
These freshmen hadn't even begun their academy journey; their lives were cut short while in their prime. It was a tragedy that evoked deep regret.
Lu Yunxiao fell silent for a moment before asserting, "Teacher Ruolin, the tragedy has already unfolded. While we can't reverse it, we can seek retribution and hold these black-clad assailants accountable."
"You're right," Instructor Ruolin's gaze sharpened, her whip wielded with masterful precision. Her mastery of fighting spirit was on full display as the water-blue aura enveloped her, dispelling the life force of a black-clad opponent in its path.
"Yunxiao, take care of yourself!" With a wave of her whip, Instructor Ruolin engaged the cluster of assailants.
"Understood!" Lu Yunxiao affirmed, his grip tight on the sword as he plunged into the battle fray.
Amid the chaos, Lu Yunxiao lunged at the attackers surrounding a group of familiar senior sisters, whose skirmish wasn't going well.
The Feihong Sword sliced through the air, killing two black-clad attackers instantly.
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