Swordsmanship Coach: Kill with One Slash

"Dragon Gate? Dragon Gate ain’t shit!"

Just as the crowd was abuzz with discussion of Dragon Gate’s power, a voice dripping with contempt suddenly cut in from the side.

The crowd, instantly enraged, whipped their heads around, eager to see which sect this arrogant person belonged to. All they saw was a man approaching, draped in a black robe with a grim, sullen expression.

But the moment they saw the black-robed man, the once-furious crowd swallowed their protests. No one dared to say another word.

"It’s actually him..."

A man muttered to himself, seemingly unable to believe that this person would dare to appear so openly in a place like this.

The man who had appeared was known as Black Shadow, a Tier Seven Martial Artist. His Body Technique granted him a speed that was almost too fast to believe. He was a wanted Extraordinary Being flagged by a special organization—just like Yin Crow Li Ye. No one ever expected they would show up here so brazenly.

"I’m not allowed here?"

The man known as Black Shadow had been walking toward the entrance, the crowd in his way parting to clear a path. However, after hearing a man in the crowd discussing him, he suddenly stopped to ask his question.

Though it was only four words, everyone present could feel the chilling killing intent behind them. Those with high moral standing who had survived the depletion of Spiritual Qi and made it to modern society were able to integrate quickly. But for a bloodthirsty person like Black Shadow, it was extremely difficult.

"N-No!"

The man started to explain.

That was a Tier Seven master, and Tier Seven Martial Artists weren’t exactly a dime a dozen. If he were to attack, the man knew he had no hope of escape. But Black Shadow gave him no chance to explain.

Just as the man began to speak, Black Shadow ripped off his black robe and flung it forward. The robe instantly transformed into a black shadow, rushing into the crowd and pouncing on the man who had just spoken.

The man tried to resist—or perhaps, no one would ever expect to die so easily. But the shadow passed straight through his body. He froze for a moment, then his body exploded on the spot.

Blood sprayed everywhere.

The sight sent a jolt of terror through the onlookers.

But Black Shadow seemed to have no intention of stopping. In a flash, the shadow darted through the crowd like a fish in water. In the blink of an eye, it had already slain over a dozen people—and these were all Extraordinary Martial Artists.

"..."

"This...!"

Sect Leader Tang and Sect Leader Yue’s expressions were grim, but they didn’t dare say a word. Despite being sect leaders, their cultivation had not reached the seventh tier; they were still at the sixth. Therefore, they couldn’t bring themselves to say anything about Black Shadow’s murderous rampage.

It wasn’t that they were weak;

it was just that Tier Seven was truly not a dime a dozen.

Their two sects weren’t like the Cyan Cloud Sect or Dragon Gate, which were powerful enough to contend with special organizations. As such, there was naturally a large gap in the strength of their sect leaders.

They couldn’t win a fight; the gap in strength between them and Black Shadow was too great. But as sect leaders, they couldn’t just stand by and allow Black Shadow to slaughter their disciples at will.

Just as the two sect leaders were agonizing over their dilemma, the cry of a sword suddenly rang out, and a man in purple with a scar on his face appeared before everyone.

The murderous black robe was instantly destroyed by a sword strike, falling to the ground as a tattered garment. Black Shadow instantly appeared beside it, picked it up, and draped it over his shoulders once more. He narrowed his eyes, asking with clear annoyance:

"We’re the same kind of people. Why are you stopping me?"

"The same kind?"

Everyone had thought they were saved, but after hearing Black Shadow’s words, they turned their gazes to the newcomer, and their expressions sank. This man was also on the wanted list for Extraordinary Beings.

The Sword Demon, a Tier Seven Martial Artist. He was a man from ancient times who had slaughtered over a hundred people the moment he awakened. He had been a fugitive from society ever since, which was how he ended up on the wanted list for Extraordinary Beings.

There weren’t many people on the wanted list, and they usually did their best to stay hidden. Now, they were popping up one after another. ’Could they all be after that thing in Desperate Gorge?’

"You and I have never been the same."

The man known as the Sword Demon seemed unwilling to waste any more words on Black Shadow. He glanced at him, then silently turned to leave.

"Hahaha! If we weren’t the same, then how did you end up on the wanted list? Stop putting on airs!" Black Shadow laughed wildly. "This is our first time meeting. Let me see what that shabby sword of yours is capable of!"

The moment he finished speaking, he transformed into a black shadow and charged the Caged Bird. But the Caged Bird merely glanced at him with contempt and murmured:

"It’s not that I want to kill."

"It’s that my sword thirsts for blood."

"What!"

Black Shadow vaguely heard something, but he couldn’t make out the words. All at once, though, he heard the sharp cry of a longsword being drawn from its sheath.

As the sword cried out, several black and white sword shadows flashed across the area. But Black Shadow’s Body Technique was indeed superb, and he managed to dodge every single slash, circling the Sword Demon to launch one terrifying attack after another.

Black Shadow was Tier Seven; his strength was naturally formidable.

The Sword Demon was also Tier Seven, and a master of the Sword Dao, a path of pure slaughter. The power behind his attacks was even more terrifying. The two began to clash violently at the entrance, completely oblivious to everyone else.

Some of the weaker individuals died horribly on the spot, but most people reacted quickly and retreated from the entrance of Dragon Gate Gorge. The leader of the Jue Dao Sect, especially, realized that this was no longer an opportunity his small sect could hope to seize.