Slay the God: The head of the demon god, I will protect Hongying

"Thank you, Instructor Yuan, thank you, Instructor Hong!"

Wang Shao put away the box and bowed to express his gratitude.

"Okay, both of you, stop with all the unnecessary politeness and get back to training."

Instructor Hong waved at the two of them, signaling them to go back.

After saying goodbye, the two hurried to the training ground.

As soon as they left, Chief Instructor Yuan Gang appeared in Instructor Hong's office like a ghost.

"This brat! He's quite sensible."

Looking at the envelope left on the table, the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

"Commander, how are they?"

"Very good, you are worthy of being the agent of the Seraph and the minister of the Demon God. With the protection of the [Blue Heart], Lin Qiye's safety is guaranteed."

"As for Wang Shao, his condition is still unclear. According to Wang Mian's description, he will go berserk in the domain. I'm afraid that he will become uncontrollable like Cao Yuan. With the nourishment of this unknown forbidden item, he should be able to stay awake."

"But these two brats are indeed worthy of these two great gifts. It's worth it for me to use my high-level connections to get these unknown forbidden items."

Yuan Gang picked up the envelope on the table and smiled with satisfaction.

……

Ta-ta-ta-ta!

On the training ground, Wang Shao and Lin Qiye were practicing swordsmanship.

The wooden swords kept colliding, and the two men fought back and forth with steady steps.

"How can the two of them be so strong?"

Baili Pangpang sat nearby and watched the two people fighting with envy on his face.

"It's not that they are strong, it's that you are too weak."

Cao Yuan, who was sitting quietly beside him, holding his cheek, told the truth.

"..."

"Stop for a moment, both of you." Instructor Han gestured to the two of them.

"You two have a solid foundation, and your swordsmanship is very proficient." Instructor Han frowned slightly, "But... I always feel like you're missing something."

"Hmm? What's missing?"

Is it possible that he is lacking in brains?

Wang Shao was the first one to disagree, and actually said that there was something missing from the powerful Sichuan Realm?

"Your sword strikes with a powerful force, but you've focused too much on nimbleness. If you were to face a truly formidable foe, you wouldn't have the upper hand. You could easily defeat a skilled opponent with sheer force, but you're relying on your clumsy agility to wield your sword."

"So, you might not realize it, so how about this, you hit me and we exchange a few moves."

As he spoke, Instructor Han took a wooden sword from the weapon rack beside him, held it in his hand naturally, and stood in front of Wang Shao.

Fight if you want to. Wang Shao took a fighting stance with some unwillingness, and quickly swung the wooden sword in his hand towards Instructor Han.

Da da da--!

Facing Wang Shao's attack, Instructor Han's body suddenly became erratic, and the wooden sword in his hand slashed out like a ghost, without any pattern at all. The wooden sword seemed to have life and soul, and easily blocked Wang Shao's attack.

After swinging his sword three times and deflecting Wang Shao's three swords, Instructor Han narrowed his eyes, and the wooden sword in his hand flew out like a dragon, hitting Wang Shao's wrist, causing the wooden sword in Wang Shao's hand to slip out of his hand and fall to the ground.

"Fuck, so strong!"

Looking at Instructor Han in front of him, Wang Shao was stunned.

Although the original novel mentioned that Han Li’s swordsmanship was quite good, it couldn’t be that he was stronger than Chen Muye, right?

Beating the strong men from Sichuan and crushing the demon god and the servants, won’t he be able to brag about it for the rest of his life?

This time, Instructor Han's attack was no longer slowed down like when he was teaching, but this time, it was completely different.

He is worthy of being the national swordsmanship champion!

"Okay, I admit it."

Wang Shao realized the opponent's strength and humbly accepted his own shortcomings.

"Feel it?"

"Then what should I do?"

"Well, actually, many people have similar problems. Although it's serious, there are ways to remedy it. As long as you're willing to work hard and practice for twenty or thirty years, you can reach a good level."

Instructor Han Li was silent for a moment and then spoke seriously.

"Twenty or thirty years???!"

"Don't worry, I don't think this is the cause of your problem."

Instructor Han paused, looked at him, and continued, "Maybe you're not suited to using a knife."

"Huh?" Wang Shao was stunned. "How could that be? If I wasn't suitable for using a knife, why would the system give me the Devouring Demon Knife?"

Wang Shao had never thought about this problem, especially after Chen Muye and Zhao Kongcheng taught him the swordsmanship, he felt that he had a skill and started to use the sword.

"Could it be that my gun is more powerful?"

Wang Shao murmured in his heart, if he was not suitable for using a knife, what was he suitable for?

At this moment, Instructor Han's voice sounded again.

"To be honest, your talent with a knife isn't high, even worse than Lin Qiye's. A talented person, even if it's their first time using a knife, will always have a certain charm as long as they swing it..."

"I don't see that in any of you. Perhaps you could consider finding the path that suits you best."

Instructor Han patted Wang Shao on the shoulder, left them alone, and walked towards the others.

"You are not suitable for using a knife..."

"You're not very talented with a knife..."

"The path that suits me best..."

After Instructor Han left, Wang Shao stood there in deep thought for a long time.

……

After a day of training, Wang Shao climbed into bed and thought about what Instructor Han had said.

Thinking back to Instructor Han’s sword strike, and then thinking about myself.

Whether he was chopping off the Ghost-faced King, fighting against the King Face, or even fighting against Lin Qiye, he didn't feel that he had the advantage in swordsmanship, but rather in other things.

Is it speed?

No.

Is it body movement?

no……

The more Wang Shao thought about it, the more he couldn't sleep. Suddenly, the image of Sister Hongying drawing her gun with agility, swiftness and courage appeared in his mind.

I am very envious.

By the way...when can I see Sister Hongying? I miss her so much.

Wang Shao tossed and turned all night and couldn't fall asleep. He put on his clothes, quietly pushed the door open, and went to the roof of the dormitory building.

"Hmm? Is there anyone? Lin Qiye!"

Wang Shao suddenly looked towards the martial arts arena in the training ground. Under the night sky, Lin Qiye was holding two swords in his hands, like a flying butterfly, with a nimble figure and a hidden charm as he waved the two swords.

"Lin Qiye found his own path so quickly. He's good at using dual blades, but what about me?"

Wang Shao kept thinking and thinking... and fell asleep on the roof.

……

"Hypnos! My child!"

In a daze, a friendly, pleasant, and slightly anxious English voice came.

Wang Shao opened his eyes and saw a beautiful woman in a black gauze star dress with a noble temperament running towards him. Lin Qiye was anxiously following behind her.

The beautiful woman hugged Wang Shao into her arms, leaning her head against his body, showing her immense doting.

Lin Qiye, who caught up from behind, was about to reach out to grab Nyx.

The treatment progress bar above her head instantly advanced a large space.

Nix's healing progress: 71%

!!!

Could it be that Wang Shao is really Nyx's son?

Lin Qiye looked at Wang Shao, who was looking at him with a confused face. After a moment of hesitation, he winked at him.

After a moment of confusion, Wang Shao understood instantly.

This is Lin Qiye’s second godhead, the goddess of night, Nyx.

This plot is wrong?

What the hell is Hypnos?

Seeing that the plump and beautiful woman was almost hugging him to the point of suffocation, Wang Shao could only let out a soft cry.

"Mother?"

"My son!"

This... this must be the wrong person.

After a long time, Nyx finally let go of Wang Shao and helped him stand up. She looked into Wang Shao's eyes, and her shining eyes revealed incomparable tenderness.