Near-invincible
The day demons invaded, the teachers and students were trapped in the auditorium, trembling with fear.
A monstrous fiend tore through the gymnasium, ready to slaughter everyone.
Just as Qin Mo awakened his System, he heard the distant ring of a blade, as if it had traveled a thousand years.
“Guan Yu’s legacy successfully bound. Would you like to summon the Martial Sage to possess you?”
The instant a phantom in a green robe and flowing beard enveloped him, the Green Dragon Crescent Blade materialized from thin air.
As the fiend’s claws tore through the air toward him, Qin Mo did just one thing:
He picked up the half-full cup of warm water beside the table and calmly said, “Pour the wine. I’ll be right back.”
As teachers and students inside and outside the auditorium watched in horror, Qin Mo strode off with his blade in hand.
A flash of blade light, a spray of demon blood, and the fiend crashed to the ground.
The phantom of Lord Guan sheathed his blade and stroked his beard. When Qin Mo turned around, the water in his cup was still warm.
“The demons here have all been slain.”
