"Wizard, he's also a wizard," panicked one of the crowd in a voice so loud it pierced everyone's eardrums.

Feng Rui glared at him in surprise, how could that be? He hadn't sensed a wizard's mana earlier either, he felt a little hesitant, but only for a few seconds and immediately normalized his expression again.

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"So what if you're a wizard?" he said in a loud voice, trying to reassure himself.

"That won't change anything, today I'm sure will be the last day for you," he added with his fists clenched tightly.

No one could decipher everyone's gazes that were directed at Fu Xie Lan, they were silent. Feelings of hatred towards a half-human mixed with amazement and fear at being able to use wizard's mana, especially if you look closely, it seems that Fu Xie Lan is at the second level. The blue-colored mana surrounding her body was rather dark, dense, and dense.

The color where each level is different, where level one tends to be transparent and only looks like very thin smoke. The second tier mana, slightly denser and denser, was a bit darker in color, while the third tier mana was light in color, looking clean, denser than the second tier mana.

Fear and confusion, hatred and amazement, all mixed into one. Especially those who weren't from the wizard race who had previously ridiculed the small man. Until now, people still thought that Fu Xie Lan was a man, it was all because they saw how she dressed more like a man.

Fu Xie Lan ignored people's gazes on her, she then moved very quickly towards Feng Rui and slashed one of her legs using ord-shaped mana with two blades that gleamed very sharply.

No one noticed how Fu Xie Lan was moving until a scream of pain woke everyone up.

Feng Rui hadn't even realized what Fu Xie Lan was about to do and he had already lost one of his legs.

His body fell, his legs splattered fresh blood, and managed to create a bright red painting on the floor, not only that, vines of vines again sprang from the crack in the cracked floor and immediately tightly bound his hands, neck, and thighs. Don't let it move. Fu Xie Lan's body moved agile again and continued to create a blood painting on Feng Rui's body using the sword in her hand, the girl continued to swerve, leaving no room or gap for Feng Rui to even take a breath. She continued to attack him indiscriminately until the man's clothes were torn.

The floor of the room shook, a plant root covered in thorns reappeared from below and immediately wrapped tightly around Feng Rui's body. Every inch when the root touched his skin, the sharp thorns happily roamed his body.

The screams of pain sounded like death songs to everyone who heard them.

A mix of green and blue mana filled the room, Fu Xie Lan wasn't satisfied, but she had to end it soon, her eyes caught some Kanca city guards heading to the building she was in.

When she wanted to move again, someone suddenly appeared from the side, No, not one but two people attacked her from different directions. They were not other people, but rather friends of Feng Rui. The two men attacked Fu Xie Lan at the same time when they saw the girl slightly off guard.

And as a result, one of them managed to give a scratch her cheek.

"Don't forget our existence," said one of them, then retreated for a moment, the two men created dozens of spears and immediately headed for Fu Xie Lan, the girl did not remain silent. A protective shield appeared right in front of her and blocked the spears who aiming at her.

"Stop," a loud voice sounded from the corner of the room, he was Ju Xian.

Suddenly everyone turned to the man.

"I-I don't want this fight to continue, forgive me and I beg your pardon," he said then knelt to face Fu Xie Lan.

His body was shaking violently, sweat was already soaking his body more than anyone. It was obvious, that Ju Xian looked very frightened.

"Stupid, what are you talking about? He was almost killed Feng Rui," cursed one of his friends.

"Open your eyes wide, Feng Rui is dying at the hands of that rancid brat," he added again in a loud voice.

"I know, I know. This is all my fault. If only I had rejected Feng Rui's offer earlier, this would not have happened. Master, I beg you. Sorry for bothering you. I beg you, let go of my friends," Ju Xian pleaded again.

"If my apology can't satisfy you, you can do anything to me. I beg you," he wailed again.

He had thought of nothing but how the fight ended, he didn't want anyone else to get hurt because of him. It was better for him to rot in Kanca City than to see someone hurt by him.

Fu Xie Lan who heard the man's pleading lament didn't respond and just stared at him coldly.

She then turned her body and immediately headed for Ju Xian with a sword that was ready to slash whatever it came across.

Seeing Fu Xie Lan moving at him. Ju Xian smiled, even the look of fear on his face was gone in an instant.

"Fine, if that satisfies you. Then kill me as you please," he muttered.

But what came out of the man's mouth was heard by Fu Xie Lan's senses. Paused for a few seconds, the girl then continued her attack with a smirk plastered on her lips.

Ju Xian closed his eyes, preparing to be killed.

Everyone's breath caught, and what happened next was, the girl's body contorted and turned around as fast as lightning around Ju Xian's body and dozens of vine roots appeared from the cracks in the floor wrapped around everyone, the girl again moved quickly, slashing everyone who was in the room, only one slash on the vital signs. There was no scream of pain, even all the races in the room had not realized what had happened to their bodies and death had greeted them.

Simultaneously, everyone's bodies collapsed and instantly the smell of fresh blood swarmed into the room. The slash of her sword left nothing behind, even Feng Rui's body which was wrapped in thorny roots had been split in two, as were the two wizards who had attacked her earlier.

Ju Xian who closed his eyes didn't feel anything, he tried to open his eyes.

His stomach rumbled, the feeling of nausea could not be avoided. The sight before him made him vomit.

There was nothing left but him. The smell of blood was so thick with a few pieces of body parts whose lying right in front of his eyes.

"Stand up," a voice startled him.

A man of small stature stared coldly at him.

"Use your magic to burn this place down if you want to survive," Fu Xie Lan threatened.

The girl then tore off the hem of her shirt and covered her face again. The wound created by the two wizards earlier on her cheek had completely closed.