Swordsmanship Coach: Kill with One Slash

But...

This man was completely different from those other Martial Artists.

Just by standing there quietly, he reminded Su Xing of a ferocious tiger. Su Xing could feel a terrifying, tiger-like aura emanating from him.

"Not bad."

"I am indeed a Tier Five."

The Martial Artist’s eyes burned as he stared intently at Su Xing, looking as if he wished for nothing more than to fight him to the death right then and there. After a long moment, he let out a soft chuckle and spoke slowly.

"Let me introduce myself."

"My name is Cao Qing, a Tier Five Martial Artist."

"My teacher sent me to retrieve that mirror. Originally, I was just going to kill you two and leave, because you aren’t worthy of knowing we exist..."

"But you’re truly powerful. To think a mere Tier Four could possess such strength. You’ve earned the right to know my name, and you’ve earned the right to know how you’re going to die."

Su Xing’s Qi and Blood was so potent that even he, a Tier Five, found it unusually dazzling.

Anyone who could become a Martial Artist...

...was, without exception, belligerent and competitive.

When two Martial Artists first meet, their instincts scream at them to defeat their opponent! To crush their opponent! To kill their opponent! To prove their own strength, just like a ferocious tiger!

"I’ll suppress my realm to Tier Four..."

"I hope you can give me a good fight before you die."

The moment his words fell, the man, who had been at the alley’s entrance, was already behind Su Xing, an explosive fist hurtling toward him!

The wind from the punch howled with incredible force!

’So fast!’ Su Xing was startled.

Beside him, Vice Bishop Jie was even more astonished. He hadn’t seen how the man had moved at all. It was like teleportation—impossible to react to!

But Su Xing had seen it clearly. He knew the man had reached his back with unimaginable, extreme speed.

He was fast,

but Su Xing was not slow either!

The Black Sword materialized in his hand instantly, and he immediately brought it up to block. The two forces collided, and Su Xing was sent flying, only stopping when he slammed into a wall.

As for Vice Bishop Jie,

he wasn’t nearly as fast.

He was killed by a single punch, unable to even utter a word before dying on the spot. The man then took the mirror.

"A sword?"

"So you’re a swordsman."

The man glanced at the Black Sword in Su Xing’s hand and nodded.

"A decent Sword Dao."

"Same path as my teacher."

"A shame I’m a fist-fighter. I can’t compare my sword skills with yours."

"You talk too much."

Su Xing frowned and retorted,

"Is your Martial Dao the Dao of Bullshit?"

His words were harsh,

but Su Xing was completely serious.

This was his first time facing a true Martial Artist. Although he had killed those imposters with a single move, this man was entirely different from those fakes. He had to be extremely careful.

"Haha, quite the arrogant tone."

The man suddenly burst out laughing. He seemed to find Su Xing’s behavior amusing. He finally stopped, his eyes narrowed, and he said,

"You’re just a Tier Four."

"You’ve got some nerve!"

"But—"

Before he could finish, Su Xing struck!

The residual Sparrow Sword energy inside him erupted, propelling him toward the man at an unimaginable speed!

The man had no time to react, only hearing a soft voice drift past.

"Tier Four is enough to kill you."

’...What?’

The man froze for a second.

He still hadn’t processed how Su Xing had suddenly appeared in front of him when he felt a terrifying, irresistible force coming from the sword’s edge.

BZZZT!!!

The cry of a sword rang out!

Along with an excruciatingly intense pain, his right arm was severed by Su Xing’s blade. A torrent of blood sprayed wildly!

"You son of a bitch!!!"

The man let out a roar of pain and fury. The searing agony of his wound and the rage from underestimating his enemy completely overwhelmed his senses.

He couldn’t understand.

Even if he had suppressed his realm, his body was still that of a Tier Five Martial Artist. How could a Tier Four possibly injure him so easily?

But,

he had no time to think about that.

He instantly released the restraints on his realm. A Tier Five aura erupted as he threw a punch that seemed to detonate the very air, aiming straight for Su Xing’s head!

HISS!

The air crackled explosively!

It was as if his punch had blasted the entire area into a vacuum.

However,

Su Xing never underestimated anyone.

The moment his enemy counterattacked, Su Xing had already responded.

Meeting force with force! Sword against fist!

His response was a ferocious and sharp Overturning the Seas!

BOOM!

This was Overturning the Seas, enhanced by Sword Liberation! Even with only one Sparrow Sword, its power was still unfathomable!

The man felt as if he’d been struck head-on by a launching rocket. His body was instantly pierced through and sent flying!

He was blasted out of the alley and crashed through several houses before he finally, barely, came to a stop.

"AHHH!!!"

It was a family of three, sitting in their living room eating potato chips and watching TV.

Suddenly, a man burst through the wall and slammed onto their coffee table, leaving them stunned for a moment before they erupted in terrified screams.

The man glanced at the three of them and snarled,

"Get the hell out!"

The family scrambled out of their house, not daring to say another word.

"...Pfft!"

The man violently spat out a mouthful of blood. He climbed up from the shattered coffee table and stared at Su Xing, who was walking slowly out of the hole in the wall.

He had no interest in killing ordinary people. Only experts like Su Xing were worthy of being killed by him—or of killing him.

"What was that sword technique?"

He realized that for a Tier Four Martial Artist to possess such power, it must be related to the crimson energy around him. But Su Xing didn’t answer.

He just sneered and said,

"So this is a Tier Five?"

"You’re certainly tough. Other than that, I don’t see what’s so impressive."

Just as Su Xing’s sword had struck, a crackling sound had erupted from the man’s body. That sound was what had allowed him to escape death.

’It must be some kind of life-saving martial technique,’ Su Xing concluded.

"You’ve got a sharp tongue."

"Who the hell are you?"

"To think there’s a Martial Artist this strong outside the sect, and I’ve never even heard of you!"

The casual, mocking expression on his face was gone, replaced by the madness of a man cornered.

Suddenly,

his throat bobbed.

Su Xing instantly realized the man had something hidden in his mouth. He swallowed it so fast that Su Xing had no way to stop him. This was likely his true trump card!

SWOOSH!

A blinding white light erupted from his body!

At the same time, waves of white energy burst from within him, blasting all the surrounding furniture to dust. Even Su Xing couldn’t help but take a few steps back.

He slowly rose to his feet, his eyes filled with madness as he laughed maniacally.

"You’re really strong!"

"But this is where it ends!"

He moved.

His body suddenly moved.

The instant the man moved, the world seemed to slow down. Everything became incredibly sluggish.

Because...

he was just too fast!

While everything else was practically frozen, the man shot toward Su Xing, his face a mask of cruelty and madness!

"Hahahaha..."

"There’s no way you can react!"

"I’m going to make you pay the price for your arrogance!!!"

Just then,

his laughter died abruptly, and a look of disbelief crossed his face.

Because...

as he closed in on Su Xing,

he suddenly saw Su Xing looking back at him with a smile.