Chapter 270 - 258 End of Volume 2
An hour and a half later, Lin Fei got off the plane and headed straight to the school. After replenishing the Divine Artifact’s power for his duplicate, he went directly to the hotel room where Shuang’er had been staying. Shuang’er was still in Tianjing, and to say she was helping him with tasks would be an understatement; it seemed she was addicted to playing there. She had not come back yet, only making sure to call back at fixed intervals.
Walking into the empty suite and locking the door behind him, Lin Fei immediately entered the Sword Canon.
It was still a sunny day with white clouds, and on the grass, Lin Fei stood in the middle and said in a deep voice, "Sword Canon, I wish to conduct the first phase trial combat."
Immediately, a silver giant tome appeared in front of him, its pages filled with densely packed sword techniques and sword moves.
Lin Fei casually chose a Sword Art—Ten Directions Sword.
On the opposite side of the grass, a small, dwarfish old man suddenly appeared. The old man wore a golden robe, sported a three-inch beard on his chin, and the hilt of the black longsword on his back towered over half his height.
"Kid, have you heard of my name, Qiu Yuan of the Ten Directions Sword....."
Hisss!!
Blood instantly splattered.
The dwarf old man grabbed his throat in disbelief as blood continuously oozed out between his fingers. His eyes bulged, wishing to speak, but he could only make hoarse noises as his windpipe had been severed.
Less than ten seconds later, the old man fell to the ground dead, his blood completely soaking a small patch of the grass.