Most of the time, Xiaobao lived in Li Chengfeng's shadow. Almost everyone who saw his beautiful face would subconsciously think of him as a manservant, a follower, a servant. Those who were a bit more perverted would even think that Xiaobao was Li Chengfeng's private property.
But only Li Chengfeng and a few members of the Li family knew that this ridiculously pretty boy who loved to cry was someone who grew up practicing the Cleansing Moon Li family's martial arts with Li Chengfeng. His martial arts were no weaker than Li Chengfeng's, it was just that he was always by Li Chengfeng's side and rarely fought on his own. Also, with his weak personality, he could only use less than thirty percent of his martial arts during normal fights.
Unlike Li Chengfeng, Xiaobao had a smaller frame and was not suitable to practice the Li family's ultimate techniques. The Li family's ultimate techniques were only passed down to males and not females. Hence, Xiaobao could only practice some of the Li family's external techniques. But he managed to surpass his master in these external techniques.
Whether it was the deadly darts or the Li family's Cleansing Moon Swordplay, Xiaobao did not lose to Li Chengfeng at all. Other than a few lethal ultimate techniques that he did not know, his swordsmanship was not inferior to that of a famous expert. Moreover, he had figured out a unique technique that combined darts and swordsmanship. It could be used from afar or in close combat, especially when he wielded a sword and threw a dart. It was impossible to defend against!
At this moment, Xiaobao was no longer the weak and frail person he used to be. Even though he was nervous and afraid, his grip on his sword was firm and strong. The last time at Yanjian Hall, when he narrowly escaped death, Xiaobao realised that he was no longer as timid as before.
After all, he was someone who had died once. Especially when he was in a difficult situation, he was able to calm down and think rationally. Moreover, due to Li Chengfeng's dangerous situation, he had no choice but to become more independent, more determined to become stronger.
Xiaobao started to walk out from Li Chengfeng's shadow. He no longer wanted to be a person who hid in Li Chengfeng's shadow. He no longer wanted to drag Li Chengfeng down by kneeling and begging for help. He wanted to be strong, he wanted to be strong!
Now, more and more Zhou family servants were surging into the road that Han Tianxing was guarding. Han Tianxing had killed two servants and was on the verge of a mental breakdown, unable to recover. Hence, Xiaobao had to shoulder this burden himself, even though he wanted very much to fight alongside his young master!
No matter what, he was still a cultivator of Hidden Sword Court who wielded the Zimu Lightning Sword!
Zhao Xiaobao had spent a lot of time familiarizing himself with the characteristics of the Mother-Child Lightning Swords. He had also spent a lot of time integrating them into his previous sword techniques. Fortunately, he had managed to retrieve the sword that he had been longing for during his sneak attack.
At this moment, this handsome young man was holding a long sword, blocking the entrance of the long corridor. Two of the servants saw Xiaobao's handsome face, and even though he was holding a long sword, they didn't take him seriously. Just as they were about to rush over, Xiaobao's sword flew up, and with a move of "Looking Back at the Moon", he killed both of them!
This intimidated the surrounding servants who wanted to rush in. They looked at each other. Even though their master was here, they were still hesitant. After all, they were servants, not warriors.
Xiaobao glared at them and shouted, "You're not allowed to go in!"
Zhou Guangcai trembled in anger. "This is the Zhou family's territory!"
Xiaobao's gaze landed on Zhou Guangcai. His eyes lingered on Zhou Guangcai's neck from time to time, as well as the muscular bodyguards beside him. He repeated in a resolute voice, "None of you are allowed to pass!"
This was a direct violation of Zhou Guangcai's authority and dignity as the Zhou family's master. He had to respond!
'You're a cultivator, I can't beat you, I admit it, but this is the Zhou family's house. You can't stop me from climbing over this wall, can you?'
Zhou Guangcai took two steps back and hid behind his bodyguards. He waved his hand and shouted, "Zhou family's sons, climb over the wall. Those who climb over will be rewarded with a hundred silvers!"
With a great reward, there will be brave men!
The eyes of the Zhou Family's servants lit up. Zhao Xiaobao had just killed two of them with a single move. His decisiveness and decisiveness made them feel the fear of death. Although they knew that they would definitely be able to break through the corridor that Zhao Xiaobao was guarding, the first to rush forward would definitely be the first to die. Whose life didn't matter?
Who would be willing to rush up and die first?
They were not the Zhan family's sons who were unafraid of death!
They were just guards kept by the merchant's family!
When Zhou Guangcai said this, they all heaved a sigh of relief. The wall was so wide, they could climb in all directions. You can't stop them, right?
The servants shouted and spread out on both sides, beginning to climb the wall.
The Zhou family's wall was no taller than 2.2 meters. One could climb it with a leap. In an instant, the wall was filled with Zhou family servants.
But just as they were trying their best to climb, a figure suddenly flew up the wall. This figure was extremely fast, as if he was dancing on the wall. His body was as light as a swallow, graceful as a swan. The sword in his hand gleamed coldly under the moonlight. Sometimes it was like a needle, sometimes it was like a silver thread.
He flew all the way from one end of the wall to the other. Along the way, all the servants who used their hands to grab the wall fell down from the top of the wall. They held their hands and wailed miserably. Some of their fingers were broken in half, and some were broken at the root. For a moment, the broken fingers fell to the ground, and the ground was full of servants who were wailing and rolling on the ground.
This person was Zhao Xiaobao!
He flew all the way over, but the doorway made way for him. Those servants who didn't have time to climb over the wall were shocked by the tragic scene in front of them, but when they saw the empty doorway in front of them, their hearts palpitated with eagerness.
As long as they could get in, they would be rewarded with a hundred silvers!
This was money that they had to live frugally for years to earn!
The servants gritted their teeth and charged inside. But as soon as they entered, a shadow flashed past them. Xiaobao flew through the corridors and into the alleyway like a swallow. He stood in front of them, blocking their way.
The servants who rushed in were in a difficult position. They wanted to retreat, but Zhou Guangcai shouted from behind, "Go into the side courtyard!"
This time, the servants were in a dilemma.
Zhao Xiaobao took a deep breath. He raised his sword to his eyebrows. The curved and graceful Zimu Lightning Sword in his hand had a strange sense of harmony and beauty. He said coldly, "All of you, don't go in!"
The servants looked at each other, as if trying to muster up their courage. One of them said in a low voice, "Go around the side!
He's alone! "
As if the servants had been enlightened, they all jumped out from the corridor, trying to bypass Xiaobao. Zhao Xiaobao's pretty face hardened, and she leaped down from the corridor, her long sword flashing in the air. The sword flashed like a flower in the night sky, and the servants who tried to bypass Xiaobao fell to the ground one by one. Their thighs were all pierced by the sword, and they all rolled around on the ground like gourds.
There were still some servants left in the corridor. When they saw Zhao Xiaobao leave, they immediately rushed forward. But just as they moved, Zhao Xiaobao raised his hand and pointed. The darts in his hand danced like a swarm of bees, like a hundred birds flying out of the forest. One by one, the darts accurately pierced the thighs of the servants in the corridor. For a moment, the corridor was filled with gourds rolling on the ground.
The twenty or so servants who were like a swarm of bees just now were all knocked down. The Zhou family's patriarch and elders stared at this unbelievably beautiful young man with their mouths agape!
Zhao Xiaobao stood with his sword. He glanced at the servants who were rolling on the ground and repeated, "All of you are not allowed to go in!"