Swordsmanship Coach: Kill with One Slash

"Su, what did you see when you broke through to Tier Five?"

Li Longxuan asked, seemingly a little curious.

"With your talent, you should have seen something truly grand. The grander the vision, the more worldly luck it can absorb."

"I saw the same thing you did, except I flew up. Standing above the clouds was just an ordinary child,"

Su Xing said with a smile.

"..."

"If you don’t want to talk about it, then don’t."

Li Longxuan was speechless. Su Xing had just repeated what he himself had said, then added that there was an ordinary child on the clouds. It was obvious he was just being perfunctory.

However, Li Longxuan didn’t dwell on Su Xing’s evasiveness. His question had been born of curiosity, and the details of a breakthrough were a top secret for every Extraordinary Being. It was perfectly reasonable for him not to answer.

"Alright, since you’re not planning to stay the night, I won’t keep you. But remember to come to the organization’s headquarters tomorrow. I’ll make the announcement to everyone,"

Li Longxuan said, waving his hand dismissively.

Seeing that Li Longxuan didn’t believe him, Su Xing could only feel helpless. Everything he’d said was true, but the timing of his words was just too coincidental. It was no wonder Li Longxuan was suspicious.

"Don’t worry. Since I promised you, I will definitely follow through,"

Su Xing said with a nod.

"Mm."

Li Longxuan grunted in acknowledgment, and then his figure instantly vanished. He was so fast that Su Xing didn’t even see him tear open a spatial rift—or perhaps Li Longxuan’s understanding of space had reached a level where rifts were no longer necessary.

Thinking of this, Su Xing couldn’t help but feel a sense of admiration.

’To be able to cultivate to such a level on his own since the beginning of the Spiritual Qi recovery... Li Longxuan truly is an exceptionally talented individual. No wonder that being in the sky almost summoned him up as well.’

’Time to go back and see Lu,’

Su Xing said to himself.

Even if this was a fortuitous opportunity for her, Su Xing needed to see Lu Anning’s current situation for himself before he could be completely at ease.

With a goal in mind, there was naturally no need to hesitate.

"I’m off."

The words had barely faded when a spatial rift appeared before Su Xing. The next moment, he too had vanished.

...

...

In just two days, the world had been turned upside down.

The name "Su Xing" spread to the ears of every powerhouse in a short period, detonating a bombshell across the entire Xia Country.

In the organization headquarters of major cities, the people stationed within were like chess pieces, firmly holding down every region. Their overlapping spheres of influence were enough to cover the entirety of Xia Country.

At this moment, several clandestine phone calls were made, crossing vast distances to quickly reach the hands of every special organization’s de facto leader.

In Cang City, an Extraordinary Being with power comparable to a Tier Eight Transcendent had suddenly appeared under that stubborn old man Li Longxuan. Whether this was true or false, it demanded sufficient respect.

Youth meant infinite possibilities, a bright future. No one could say to what extent he might grow.

Of course, the most crucial point was that this genius was extremely close to Li Longxuan. Even among the powerful, there existed a complex web of relationships.

Some people wished Li Longxuan well, while others couldn’t wait for him to die. Those people would naturally be unwilling to see such a powerful figure appear by his side.

Things were still relatively fine within the special organizations. Although some couldn’t stand Li Longxuan, most still considered him one of their own.

But the Extraordinary Beings in this world were not limited to the special organizations. There was also the Martial God Hall, and those two from the Spirit Realm who hadn’t been seen in a long time.

"..."

The Spirit Lord sat silently in his seat. There was no one below him; in fact, all of his subordinates were dead, wiped out. And this was all thanks to that mysterious expert—the recently emerged Su Xing.

"..."

"Do they really think they can walk all over me?"

The Spirit Lord said furiously, "It would have been one thing if you had just stayed hidden, but how dare you show your face?!"

"Since that’s the case..."

"Then I’ll just have to invite you to your death."

In reality, the Spirit Lord wasn’t the only one left in the entire Spirit Sect, but the other remaining person wouldn’t necessarily listen to him.

"So be it. I’ll go have a talk with him."

...

In the Martial God Hall’s Secret Realm, the Dove Faction.

"Are you certain?"

An elderly man with graying hair spoke into his phone. The voice from the other end was just as old but firm. The old man nodded silently before hanging up.

’A mysterious expert... Su Xing, is it?’

’Su Xing... Why does that name sound so familiar? Where have I heard it before?’

His brows were knitted tightly together, forming what looked like a straight white line.

This old man was one of the leaders of the Martial God Hall’s Dove Faction. The Dove Faction was the group that refused to cooperate with the Spirit Realm, and they had two Tier Eight Martial Artists.

The other faction was the Hawk Faction. They had one Tier Seven and one Tier Eight, but their Tier Eight was extremely powerful and young, which was how the two factions maintained a balance.

The old man’s name was Liu Daowang. Within the Martial God Hall, he was once commonly known as Steward Wang and was one of the four Stewards. Now, most people referred to him as the leader of the Dove Faction.

Evidently, he was a powerful Tier Eight.

"Su Xing. Cang City Sword Hall. Twenty-three years old. Realm unknown, power around Tier Eight. Extremely close to the Cang City Li Clan."

Liu Daowang’s eyes narrowed slightly as he softly recited Su Xing’s information. His right hand rested on the table, tapping out a steady rhythm, his thoughts unknown.

Just then, a voice suddenly came from outside the door.

Liu Daowang looked toward the door and was surprised to find that the visitor was one of his disciples, a young man named Chen Qingling. He didn’t have a strong impression of him, which clearly meant he was one of the less talented ones.

But his next words made Liu Daowang commit this person’s name to memory.

"Steward Liu, I heard something major has happened in the mortal world. I came to find out if it’s true."

Chen Qingling spoke with great respect, so Liu Daowang didn’t immediately send the disciple away. Instead, he asked curiously:

"Oh?"

"What might that be?"

"Two days ago, a brand-new Secret Realm appeared on Beilong Street. A fierce battle broke out inside, resulting in the tragic death of a Tier Eight Sequencer. Even the heavens and the earth reacted to the death of a Tier Eight. Have you heard this news?"

"Of course,"

Liu Daowang said with a nod.

He himself was a Tier Eight Martial Artist. When a fellow Tier Eight Transcendent perished, it would be very difficult for him not to know.

"..."

"Was the one who acted... Su Xing?"

Hearing this name, Liu Daowang frowned. "His name was indeed in the intelligence report, but his realm is listed as unknown. It’s hard to say if he truly has the power of a Tier Eight."

"Steward Liu!"

Chen Qingling’s voice was filled with excitement. He even clenched his fists, his face flushing red as he shouted:

"Regardless of whether he’s a Tier Eight or not, our Dove Faction should help him!"

"..."

A disciple of no obvious talent dared to speak to him in such a way. This made Liu Daowang’s brow furrow slightly, but he was no fool. He had to at least ask for the reason.

"Why?"

Liu Daowang asked patiently, but his voice was clearly three parts colder. The chill instantly jolted Chen Qingling out of his excitement, and he hurriedly explained:

"Because I know him!"

"When did you meet him?"

Liu Daowang said with a frown. The Martial God Hall had been secluded for a long time, and its Martial Artists rarely went to the mortal world. As a Steward, he was certain he knew every Martial Artist who had gone out, but the young man before him was not on that list.

"..."

Chen Qingling froze. He hadn’t expected that question. The reason for how he had left the Martial God Hall was simply indefensible, leaving him momentarily speechless. But he didn’t hesitate for long and continued:

"Steward, that’s not important! What I wanted to say is that I was once a disciple in his Sword Hall! And in that Sword Hall, I saw the Old Martial God! This Su Xing... he’s the Old Martial God’s disciple!"