This is a soft whip, with a weave on the whip body resembling snake scales, so Lin Tian recognized it as a snake-like soft whip.
The snake-like soft whip is a traditional weapon, but due to its challenging control, few use it. However, when wielded expertly, the soft whip’s attacks are uncanny, highly concealed, and powerfully impactful, splitting flesh with a single strike.
Additionally, the soft whip is considered a long weapon but lacks the drawbacks of long weapons; its attack range varies from near to far, and it can unleash its power even in confined spaces, unlike other long weapons.
So soft whips have hidden blades in their heads, capable of taking an enemy’s life if not careful. Situ Ruoling’s swinging whip was also exceptionally tricky; though it didn’t target vital spots, a single hit could still split flesh.
Lin Tian rely squinted his eyes, discerning the path of the soft whip, and silently moved half a step to evade the attack.
With a loud "snap," the whip hit the ground, making a clear sound, leaving a white mark on the bluestone floor. Missing the target, Situ Ruoling’s face turned angry, attempting another attack with a flick of the whip, but Situ Yufeng intervened, holding her arm.
"Brother, why are you stopping from teaching him a lesson!" Situ Ruoling protested with dissatisfaction.
"Stop fooling around here; wasting ti will ss things up," Situ Yufeng remarked coldly.
Reluctantly, Situ Ruoling retracted her whip, but sneered coldly at Lin Tian: "I’ll let you go this ti, but next ti don’t fall into my hands, or you’ll regret it."
"Next up, Xu Hao." Lin Tian ignored her, loudly calling out, overpowering her voice.
Feeling disregarded, Situ Ruoling felt as if she struck cotton, unable to land a punch, feeling empty and uncomfortable, never having felt so frustrated before. She glared at Lin Tian with fierce eyes, like an angry young leopard.
"Brother Tian, that little girl keeps glaring at you; seems you’ve truly angered her," Ghost comnted with a hint of schadenfreude.
Lin Tian chuckled, "So what? Can looks kill? Can a glance make soone pregnant?"
After saying this, Lin Tian continued to call out nas, "Next up, Yuwen Xingjian..."
After announcing the na, Lin Tian paused, then looked up at the person walking out. The person was a young man, around twenty years old, similar to Situ Yufeng, with a height of over one ter eighty, wearing a white shirt with purple patterns on the collar, and had a handso face with a steady gait, not looking side to side.
Yet, everyone around looked at the young man, with faint discussions breaking out.
"The Yuwen family is here too..."
"Representatives from all big families are here; seems Tang City will be lively for a while..."
The young man walked up and took the key Ghost handed over. Just as he was about to turn around, Lin Tian suddenly called him: "Yuwen Xingjian..."
"Anything up?" Yuwen Xingjian slightly turned his head, responding simply.
"Nothing, I know soone nad Yuwen Luofei. Is Brother Yuwen acquainted?" Lin Tian asked. Yuwen Luofei is a student at Knight Academy and a mber of Frostwind Team along with Li Wenfeng, a ticulous young girl.
Upon hearing the na, Yuwen Xingjian raised an eyebrow but remained calm: "Luofei is my younger sister, any issues?"
"No issues, you can leave." Lin Tian gestured with his hand.
Yuwen Xingjian briefly assessed Lin Tian, then turned to leave. As the keys were distributed, fewer people remained, even those from the Wang family had taken their keys and left.
The scene only had a few Ancient Martial Artists without affiliation, along with the prominent Situ family trio. Situ Ruoling tried several tis to rush up and confront Lin Tian but was held back by Situ Yufeng.
"Situ Yufeng, Situ Ruoling, Situ Chengping..." Lin Tian finally called upon the Situ family trio, not because he intentionally sought revenge, but because the Situ family nas were simply at the end.
However, Situ Ruoling wasn’t about to see it that way. "Thump, thump, thump..." Situ Ruoling stomped her boots, forcefully stepping on the ground, walking over to Lin Tian, glaring fiercely before grabbing the key with force.
Yet, as she withdrew her hand, a slight smile flashed across Situ Ruoling’s lips; she intentionally passed the key hand by Lin Tian, attempting to tear his clothes and leave him embarrassed.
Though the key was blunt and flat, it possessed destructive power in the hands of an Ancient Martial Artist, easily capable of cutting cloth. Noticing the smile on the young girl’s face, Lin Tian surmised nothing good was on her mind, staying alert to her subtle attempts.
He maintained a composed face, pretending to read the list, while discreetly flicking his wrist, allowing the gold thread wrapped around it to snake out, rapidly piercing Situ Ruoling’s hand.
Situ Ruoling was unaware of what happened, feeling a sudden pain in her wrist, numbing her entire arm instantaneously, losing sensation, causing the key to drop with a "clink."
"Miss Situ, how careless, unable to hold even a key." Lin Tian remarked with a faint smile.
The key landed right by Lin Tian’s foot, and bending down from Situ Ruoling’s vantage point would elicit so misunderstandings. Lin Tian and the others remained still, with the remaining people, though few, all showing hints of schadenfreude.
"You, pick up the key for !" Situ Ruoling pointed at Lin Tian, the finger almost at his nose, in a commanding tone.
"Anyone nad ’you’ here? Please help this young lady pick up the key." Lin Tian deliberately shouted.
"You... you bastard!" Situ Ruoling cursed, trembling her hand, bringing out the snake-like soft whip once more.
She stepped back two paces, swinging the whip toward the key. The young girl’s whip skills were indeed decent, accurately curling around the key. As she retrieved the whip, she gave it a subtle shake, a light "clang" sound resonated, a sharp small blade revealed at the whip’s head, discreetly slicing toward Lin Tian’s foot.
Damn it, planning another sneak attack on . Being impish can be forgiven, but drawing blood isn’t a matter of re mischief.
Lin Tian’s eyes turned cold, quickly lifting his foot and firmly stomping down, pinning the soft whip. Situ Ruoling attempted to pull, but found it immovable, furrowing her brow, slightly bending her knees, utilizing True Qi to pull the whip, aiming to yank Lin Tian and topple him.
Such slight sches couldn’t escape the seasoned Lin Tian; he suddenly relaxed his foot right at the mont Situ Ruoling exerted force.
Situ Ruoling channelled a great amount of strength to topple Lin Tian, but pulling in vain sent her tumbling backward, her red dress billowing, revealing infinite allure from Lin Tian’s angle.
Ghost and Yun Xiaotian feigned innocence, turning their heads to avoid looking.
"Hum!" ca a cold snort, as a figure swiftly lunged toward Situ Ruoling.
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