Chapter 51 My Sword Is
From the direction of Sword Peak, a figure walked toward Li Fan.
The person was eighteen, a disciple of Sword Peak, and named Xu Han.
Xu Han held a sword in his hand. The aura of the blade was cold and filled with chilling intent. His gaze matched, icy as it locked onto Li Fan.
Xu Han was also an orphan. His parents had been killed by demons, and he had been brought to Li Mountain for training. However, his path was marred with difficulty. Without elders to grant him special attention, and surrounded by prodigious disciples of Sword Peak, he lacked any extraordinary talent.
*As a result, he could only work several times harder than others. While everyone else ate, he nourished his sword; while others rested, he practiced his swordsmanship. Day after day, year after year, he persisted, and finally he had achieved mastery.*
Now, he sought an opportunity, a chance to head toward Sword Valley.
*Li Fan, because of Ye Qinghuang, had drawn much attention. Choosing him as an opponent was perfect.*
*Still, jealousy brewed within him. Though Li Mountain was not favorable toward Li Fan, Xu Han thought that was inconsequential. In his eyes, Li Fan had received far more—his master, senior brothers, and senior sisters all cared for him.*
*This youngest disciple of Divine Brilliance Peak had been pampered far beyond others since his youth. Moreover, his senior sister was Ye Qinghuang, and his senior brother was Wen Ruyu.*
*Why him? For what reason?*
The tip of the sword pointed at the ground. Xu Han suddenly dashed toward Li Fan, the chilling sword aura swirling around him.