" Not So Lonely Now "

When the smoke cleared, Zhao Syaoran was gone.

"Impossible!"

Where he was ?!

No one has ever been caught in that attack and managed to survive unscathed.

Even if it hadn't been directly, the impact would have hit him somehow.

He should be there!

But he wasn't ...

"Master Kun!" Long Tian shouted pointing up.

Long Kun then saw it.

Zhao Syaoran was right there, jumping in the sky and flying towards him.

Impressive!

He managed to escape the attack at the last second!

Long Kun gave a satisfied smile.

"Now it's my turn!" Zhao Syaoran shouted.

He then raised his Lightning Sword and spun in the air preparing for an attack.

"Triple Strike of the Black Beast!" Logically, Long Kun wasted on the team.

He landed three more blows against Zhao Syaoran in the air.

"There is no way for him to dodge this."

However, incredibly Zhao Syaoran dodged.

He spun in the air and managed to move his body by dodging the first two attacks.

"Lightning Sword ...!"

Zhao Syaoran then cut the Black Energy Blade with his lightning sword and fell directly on Long Kun.

"... Blade of Thunder!"

Another ray then fell.

That ray hit Zhao Syaoran and Long Kun.

Long Tian just managed to see an intense glow and then suddenly ...

"Blade of the Black Beast!"

Boom !!!

Explosion.

Long Tian was hit by a strong wave of energy.

"Uncle! Zhao Syaoran!"

Those two were crazy!

When the wave steadily subsided, Long Tian saw the smoke and Zhao Syaoran being thrown out.

His body hit the ground and hit him a few times before he stopped smoking

When he got to see Long Kun, he was standing in the same place.

He was leaning on a huge claw of purple energy and around him the floor was completely burned.

His body was sparking and smoking.

"Uncle!"

Long Kun was breathing heavily.

He had used a great deal of divine power and had almost completely dried up his power core.

That was close!

If he hadn't used his Black Beast Blade to block Zhao Syaoran's attack, they would both have died.

"Uncle!" Long Tian approached, "Uncle! Are you okay ?!"

Long Kun laughed.

Long Kun was laughing a lot for the first time in a long time.

Long Tian was startled for a moment.

"Uncle ...?"

"This boy! He's amazing!" Long Kun was very excited.

Long Tian sighed with relief.

They really are two crazy people.

"Zhao Syaoran ..." Long Tian turned.

"Quick, get someone to take you to the infirmary," Long Kun then interrupted in a serious tone.

"E-En." Long Tian then walked away quickly.

Long Kun got up with a little difficulty.

As soon as Long Tian disappeared, he walked over to Zhao Syaoran and held out his hand.

Slightly a blue aura enveloped her and surrounded Zhao Syaoran's body as well, healing some of his wounds.

"It was the first time you woke up your divine weapon, wasn't it?"

Long Kun already felt Zhao Syaoran's core stabilize.

"The Lightning Sword ... You will become a Great Divine Expert Master."

...

When Zhao Syaoran opened his eyes, he was in his room in the guest yard.

The door then opened and Long Tian entered.

"Brother Long Tian."

Zhao Syaoran tried to get up, but immediately he was in pain.

"Argh!"

"Don't strain yourself, you're badly hurt." Long Tian made him lie down again.

"What ... what happened?"

Zhao Syaoran didn't remember anything.

He felt a strong dizziness and throbbing in his head.

"Urgh!" He put his hand on his forehead and realized that she was completely bandaged. "But what ..."

"You have awakened your Divine Armament," Long Tian said. "Do you ... remember that?"

"At the..."

My divine weaponry?

Did I use the Lightning Sword?

Zhao Syaoran was thoughtful.

Zhao Syaoran had tried many times to cast his Divine Weapon, but he had never succeeded.

If what Long Tian was saying was true, he had to know how he managed to do that.

!!!

"And Master Long Kun! How is he?!"

Zhao Syaoran got a little excited.

"Uncle Kun is fine, he has had minor injuries but he has already been treated."

"He what ?!"

By the gods!

Did I inject Master Kun ?!

Zhao Syaoran did not know whether he feared for his life at that moment or felt proud.

But if he was there alive, well, something good must have come from that.

"Wow ... that was intense."

Zhao Syaoran never thought that he would end up in this kind of fight almost to death even more so with such a powerful master.

"Yes, I never saw Uncle Long Kun fight someone like that."

Long Tian was slightly frustrated.

Zhao Syaoran really was amazing!

If he at that level was so powerful, he couldn't even imagine her size of Huang Mei's power.

Consequently, Long Tian also couldn't stop wondering if Long Daiyu was that strong.

Long Tian clenched his fist.

He still had a lot to stay strong!

Zhao Syaoran then stood up.

He sat down and watched the environment for a while.

Long Tian then noticed his behavior and was curious.

"You are in the room."

"I know that."

"So what's the problem?"

"Did you ... did you come to take care of me?" Zhao Syaoran winced.

"What?! No, I just came to see if you were okay."

"So you were worried about me?" Zhao Syaoran flashed a pompous smile.

"I wouldn't be happy if you died."

"I would rather you were a beautiful servant, I am disappointed." Zhao Syaoran pouted. "The first opportunity I have of a cliché to wake up and be taken care of by a beautiful girl, is you who appears to me."

"I think I should have let you die then."

"I'm kidding! I'm kidding!"

Zhao Syaoran scratched his head and smiled.

"I'm glad you're here ... So do you mean Young Master Long Tian was worried about me?" He flashed a pompous smile.

"Well, you were up against my uncle, so it's only natural that I don't want a friend of Mei Lin to die on his first day on our custody."

"How annoying you are! Admit you are worried about your little brother here!"

"You are older than me."

"With your big brother then."

"You are certainly not my brother."

"Well, I tried." Zhao Syaoran shrugged, "We will still be good friends, you will see."

Long Tian just blew out through his nose.

Zhao Syaoran was an unbelievable person.

But you know ...

Until Long Tian was enjoying his company of him ...