Storm of Gods

Chapter 184 Want to Earn Money Again

Young Master Simmons left empty-handed. To be honest, Li Xin felt that Simmons must not have learned aristocratic etiquette well. He should find an opportunity to hint to him that everyone is just an ordinary person and should be polite when necessary. What if he accepts the gift?
Simmons left, and then an uninvited guest arrived—it was that rude owl again, tilting its neck and frantically banging on the window.

Li Xin, enraged and driven by malice, immediately rushed out. But the owl was quite clever; it dropped the letter and took flight, flapping its wings with its rear end sticking out and letting out a triumphant hoot.

Li Xin picked up the letter, "Sooner or later I'll make a slingshot and shoot you to death."

"Come to the Bird Society."

Looking at the delicate handwriting, it must be Christie's. The same letter, Li Xin actually felt a hint of romance in it. He immediately changed his clothes, tidied his hair in front of the mirror, went out, called a carriage to Maher Street, and went straight to Christie's office when he arrived at Bird Society.

Christie, who was writing something, looked up. "You're here. Sit down. I'll finish this."

Li Xin sat to the side, looking at Christie, who was dressed unusually formally today. To be honest, she looked even sexier. But it didn't seem to make a difference, as Christie remained unchanged under Li Xin's gaze. She wrote for quite a while before finishing, then looked up at Li Xin with a very cold and serious expression. "Have you heard about the duel between Didia and Simmons?"

"I've heard about it." Li Xin immediately adjusted his emotions, knowing he couldn't confuse public and private matters.

Christie was also satisfied with Li Xin's reaction. She had deliberately put him on the defensive earlier. "Simmons cannot die in this duel. It would be best if he could win. Can you do that?"

Li Xin thought for a moment, "We can give it a try."

“Very good. This is an order from above. Your completion will be credited to the Night Patrol, and your contributions to Tianjing have not been forgotten.” Christie stopped pretending. “There may be some twists and turns and secrets involved, but the higher-ups have already approved it. As for the truth, it ends with you.”

Seeing Li Xin nod, Christie stood up. "Go ahead and make sure Simmons is safe. Bird Society will support you if you need anything."

This was the first time Li Xin had left Christie's office so quickly, leaving the editors waiting outside to watch the drama scramble to their feet. Li Xin walked to the entrance of Hexbird Society, looked at the sky, and couldn't help but smile bitterly. What was he complaining about? It was a mutual agreement, and he had even benefited from it.

...I just want to earn it again!
After giving himself a good dressing down, Li Xin waved his hand, and a carriage stopped. He headed towards the Holy Ze Church Academy. His dear young master Simmons was still the most reliable. He would serve him well today.

Inside the Holy Zeal Academy, Simmons made room and prepared. The lightning of the Holy Land is different from the lightning of the psionic energy. If he can become familiar with and adapt to its use in actual combat, he can really give his opponent a surprise during a duel. Even if they perish together, it won't be a loss. Anyway, he would never swallow the insult of having to bow down and become a coward.

Whether it's the Knight Academy or the Order Academy, the spirit of chivalry is the same; no one wants to be a coward.

“Celtis, you train outside with the others, Li and I are inside,” Simmons said.

“I think it’ll be better if I stay with you. Grandpa just sent a messenger saying you don’t need to go back to him, and you can do whatever you want,” Celia said, a little worried that her grandfather might be getting senile.

Simmons nodded. "That's fine too!"

Simmons warmed up inside while Celia came outside. Lancerlock and the others were still a little worried. By now, their impulsiveness had cooled down. They were going to face one of the eight strongest dukes in Montaletta, Lord Lei. Their captain was also very strong, but to say that they could defeat Lord Lei would be a bit much. In a battle of honor, they would usually stop short of defeating each other, but a duel was different, especially when it involved the two families.

Li Xin arrived, greeted everyone, and entered the base under Celia's worried gaze. Simmons was practicing slashing and thrusting with his greatsword, the whooshing sounds of it cutting through the air showing that he was in good condition. Even under pressure, he had entered a very good state, and his sword strikes were very steady. The quality of practice often determines the final result.

Bang bang bang~~~
Li Xin clapped his hands. "Young Master Simmons, let's begin."

"Brother Li, with a weapon or unarmed?"

"Weapons, I suppose? What does he use?" Li Xin asked.

“Didia? He uses a spear,” Simmons said. “Oh, then I’ll use a spear.” Li Xin went to the weapon rack, picked up a spear, and swung it around in his hand with great ease.

In Simmons' eyes, the moment Li Xin picked up the spear, he seemed to become one with it; it was a strange intuition.

"Come on, treat me as Didia, and treat this battle as your duel." Li Xin walked to the center of the arena, carrying his spear.

Simmons held his greatsword upside down and performed the Montaletta salute. He knew very well that ordinary people did not have the opportunity to challenge Li Xin again and again. If he could seize every opportunity and withstand the pressure from Li Xin, then he could face any opponent of his generation.

Simmons's psionic energy ignited, and he gripped his greatsword tightly with both hands. As the greatsword sprang up, he swept it horizontally towards Li Xin, whose spear met the attack head-on. Clang, clang, clang...

A series of loud bangs followed as the spear and greatsword clashed head-on. The spear's ferocity and cunning made Simmons's powerful heavy sword technique feel like it was unable to exert its full force. However, Simmons was extremely resilient and began to adjust under Li Xin's pressure.

"Distance is a core element of combat. Mastering distance means mastering the rhythm, especially in a duel between a greatsword and a spear."

Li Xin constantly controlled the distance with the tip of his spear, keeping his attacks within a comfortable range. The greatsword, however, was either too long or too short, always falling short in its attack posture. Simmons reacted quickly; he understood what Li Xin was talking about and adjusted his own rhythm to match his opponent's. Li Xin was clearly not using his full strength, so Simmons' attacks were effective. In the constant clashes, Simmons gradually mastered this sense of distance. His skillful spear technique, combined with perfectly timed counterattacks, continuously released power, gradually increasing Simmons' strength. With a burst of psionic energy, Simmons entered the Crimson Eye, his speed and power increasing at full speed, constantly moving towards his best state. The greatsword in his hand became increasingly domineering, enveloped in a powerful psionic energy.

boom……

The greatsword's heavy blow sent Li Xin flying, spear in toe-to-toe. Simmons charged forward in pursuit, Li Xin retreated, and Simmons launched a full-scale attack. Suddenly, a spear grazed past his ear, and Simmons' movements came to an abrupt halt. His hair stood on end, and his greatsword stopped as well.

Li Xin smiled and then suddenly launched a counterattack, saying, "Don't let your guard down, let's try again!"

Simmons had never seen such delicate technique before, and Didia didn't know it either. However, his opponent also had similar trump cards. If he wasn't vigilant enough, he would suffer. He continued to attack with his greatsword, trying to feel the sense of distance control. He needed to be patient.

Suddenly, lightning flashed on the spear, accompanied by a booming sound. Thunderous power surged forth, and the spear struck out with lightning speed and thunderous sound. Simmons reacted quickly, blocking with his greatsword. Boom boom boom...

Three shots hit in quick succession, and Simmons was sent flying. He landed with a somersault, his psionic energy burning to resist the effects of the lightning. He was being completely suppressed by the supernatural power. At that moment, Li Xin descended from the sky and attacked with a single shot.

Simmons had no choice but to use his divine artifact to block the attack at the last second, and he also used his signature move—the parry.

boom……

The spear's power was completely blocked, and the greatsword was already coming at him. Li Xin blocked it with his spear and kicked out, but Simmons blocked it again.

boom……

Simmons retreated, but Li Xin, wielding his spear, had already charged in. In an instant, his spear moved like a dragon, and Simmons, struggling to keep up, was finally deflected and struck squarely by Li Xin's kick, flying to the corner of the wall. He quickly waved his hand, "Let's rest for a while."

Li Xin nodded. "You organize your thoughts first, I'm going outside for some exercise."

Simmons nodded hastily, knowing this was just an appetizer for the day, and he might be heading to his coffin before even having a duel with Didia.

Hearing the commotion inside, including thunder, Celia was quite curious. Seeing Li Xin come out, she was concerned and looked inside to see Simmons sitting against the wall. "He's not dead, is he?"

(End of this chapter)