The Metaphysical Little Beggar's Rebirth: I'm an Unlucky Star

Facing Shu Wanwan's question, the man seemed to have not heard it, and just lowered the brim of his hat slightly, "You don't need to know this."

Then the man turned around and prepared to leave.

The man's figure gradually walked away, leaving Shu Wanwan standing quietly there.

Shu Wanwan looked calm and methodically put the documents in her hand into her backpack with skillful movements.

After finishing the cleaning, she raised her right hand slightly and waved it casually. A flash of light passed by, and a peach wood sword suddenly appeared in her hand.

This peach wood sword has a slender blade and exquisite runes carved on the hilt, exuding a sharp aura.

Shu Wanwan gripped the hilt of the sword tightly, staring at the direction the man left, and shouted loudly: "Wait!"

The sound was clear and loud, echoing in the air.

The man stopped at the sound, but did not turn around.

Seeing this, Shu Wanwan ran towards the man quickly with a peach wood sword in her hand.

However, just as she approached the man, a powerful force pushed her back.

Shu Wanwan staggered back a few steps and steadied herself.

She stared at the figure in front of her, thinking to herself, "Could my calculations be wrong?"

After thinking it over, she decided to try to approach the other person again.

This time, Shu Wanwan adjusted her breathing and used the spiritual power in her body to inject it into the peach wood sword.

The sword hummed in the shining light, as if it was connected with her thoughts.

She stepped forward, and when she was close to the man, she swung the peach wood sword suddenly, drawing out a sharp sword energy.

The sword energy rushed towards the man, but disappeared the moment it touched his body.

"It's just a trifle." The man finally spoke, his voice cold.

Then he slowly turned around, revealing a face wearing a mask.

Beneath the mask, his deep eyes revealed indifference.

Shu Wanwan stared at those eyes, trying to see the other person's face through the mask.

However, she only felt an invisible pressure coming, making it difficult for her to breathe.

Shu Wanwan was shocked, but she did not retreat. She held the peach wood sword tightly in her hand and secretly circulated her spiritual power.

She knew very well that the person in front of her was very powerful and was definitely not an ordinary opponent.

"What exactly are you going to do?" Shu Wanwan asked loudly, looking at the other person firmly.

The man sneered under the mask, his tone full of disdain: "Don't pursue this further."

After he finished speaking, he waved his hand, and a powerful airflow swept over. Shu Wanwan quickly dodged to the side.

As Shu Wanwan dodged, the man continued speaking.

"Apart from the information I gave you, I will not pursue any further information."

Shu Wanwan ignored it and continued to speculate on the opponent's offensive. After thinking for a moment, Shu Wanwan decided to change her strategy.

She concentrated her energy and cast a unique spell. The peach wood sword instantly emitted a dazzling light and formed a shield in front of her.

"Interesting... but not enough!" The man raised the corner of his mouth slightly and launched another attack.

This time the power was even greater than before. Shu Wanwan gritted her teeth and resisted with all her might.

For some unknown reason, the two men started fighting, hitting each other back and forth, but no major injuries occurred.

When the two sides were in a stalemate, Shu Wanwan suddenly discovered the man's flaw.

She seized the opportunity and attacked quickly, stabbing the opponent's weak spot with the peach wood sword like lightning.

Shu Wanwan's attack was about to hit the opponent, but the person flashed and easily avoided her attack.

"Your skills are pretty good, but unfortunately you're still a little bit short of it." The man sneered.

Shu Wanwan frowned, she realized that she seemed to have underestimated her enemy. Could it be that his strength was not as good as she knew before, or maybe he had improved a little in the past few days?

Shu Wanwan took a deep breath and then exhaled slowly, trying to make her disordered breathing become stable again.

She tightly grasped the peach wood sword in her hand, her eyes sharp as she stared at the man in front of her. "What on earth do you want to do?"

Even through the mask, the man could see the corners of his mouth raised, "Don't check anymore."

Shu Wanwan didn't respond, and then asked, "What interest do you have in this?"

The man frowned and did not answer. All the answers were implied.

Shu Wanwan was right. It seemed that this matter was really related to him.

However, this time, Shu Wanwan knew very well that the other party was an enemy, not a friend, and she understood that it would be difficult to win if she did not use all her strength.

So, without hesitation, she stretched out her right hand to her waist and quickly pulled out a glowing talisman.

Shu Wanwan spent a lot of time in her spare time drawing this talisman. It can restore extremely powerful strength in a short period of time, but using it will also bring great burden and irreversible damage to herself.

As Shu Wanwan muttered something, the talisman suddenly burst into a dazzling light, and a powerful spiritual power surged into her body like a tide.

In an instant, Shu Wanwan felt her whole body filled with endless power, as if she could easily destroy all obstacles in her way.

But at the same time, she could clearly feel that her body was under tremendous pressure, and every inch of her skin and every bone felt as if being hit by a sledgehammer, causing unbearable pain.

At this moment, the man recognized the patterns on the talisman. He did not take advantage of this opportunity to attack, but took the initiative to stop Shu Wanwan's actions.

A black flute appeared in the man's hand.

He made seals with his hands, muttered something, then put the flute to his lips. A black light wave accompanied by the sound of the flute rushed towards Shu Wanwan.

This black light wave did not attack Shu Wanwan, but wrapped the talisman inside. The talisman was blocked inside, and the spiritual power gathered in Shu Wanwan's body gradually became peaceful.

Shu Wanwan widened her eyes and stared at the man, instantly understanding his intention.

It turned out that he tried so hard to stop the talisman from continuing to work because he was worried that its possible residual side effects would harm Shu Wanwan.

I saw veins bulging on that man's forehead and his neck was red, it was obvious that he had used all his strength.

He held the flute tightly with both hands, controlling the glowing talisman, muttering something, as if he was fighting against a powerful and invisible force.

Finally, after some effort, the man succeeded in making the light of the talisman gradually dim until it disappeared completely.

However, at this moment, he seemed to have been drained of all his strength, his body softened, and he fell heavily to the ground.

"Yis Yang!"

Shu Wanwan couldn't help but scream in surprise. She rushed forward quickly, trying to help Yi Siyang who had fallen to the ground.

At this moment, Yi Siyang looked very weak, his flushed face was now as pale as paper, but his eyes were still cold.

Seeing this, Shu Wanwan hurried forward to help the man up.

She looked at him, a mixture of emotions welling up in her heart.

"You..." Shu Wanwan said softly.

The man first shook his head gently, then slowly reached out and took off the mask on his face.

In an instant, a creepy face appeared in front of Shu Wanwan.

Half of Yi Siyang's face was covered with densely packed black blood vessels, crisscrossing like a spider web, as if they would burst at any time.

He forced a smile into his mouth.

"It's really you..." Her voice was filled with sadness.

Yi Siyang sneered, a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes.

"I originally wanted to test how you were recovering, but I didn't expect that you would actually get the shot." Yi Siyang's tone was still relaxed, but his voice was not loud.

Shu Wanwan looked at his face. The black blood vessels hidden by the mask made his handsome face look a little scary.

Seeing that Shu Wanwan didn't say anything, Yi Siyang tried to straighten his body, and then sat up with great effort.

"Are you scared?" Yi Siyang touched his face and asked with a raised eyebrow.

Shu Wanwan bit her lip, a hint of determination flashed in her eyes, "I'm not afraid."

Her slender fingers gently grasped Yi Siyang's slightly weak arm.

Then, she exerted all her strength and slowly helped Yi Siyang up from the ground.

"After all this," she said firmly, looking straight at Yi Siyang with stars in her eyes, "no matter what you become, we are still friends."

Hearing this, Yi Siyang felt his heart tremble suddenly, as if he had been hit.

He raised his head and looked at Shu Wanwan, feeling mixed emotions, and an indescribable complex expression involuntarily revealed on his face.

There is gratitude, guilt, and a subtle heartbeat...

After a long while, Yi Siyang slowly came back to his senses.