Snapped!
This scene left the injured man next to him dumbfounded. He felt like a fishbone was stuck in his throat and couldn't get a word out.
This was the Black Sword!
The peerless Sword Demon who had chased him for over ten thousand miles and had one foot in the Warrior Sage Realm, yet his precious sword that he valued more than his life was sent flying by this little boy with a single strike?
What kind of sorcery was this!
Black Sword was also nearly dumbstruck, his face filled with shock and terror as he stared at the little boy before him.
That tiny body was actually capable of exploding with such tremendous might, not only sending his giant sword flying, but even shattering all the bones in his palm!
But soon, his face was flooded with thick humiliation.
For a swordsman, the greatest shame was having their sword sent flying by someone else.
Such insult...
Would not rest until death.
Even if he couldn't see through this little boy's cultivation level, the surging humiliation made him desperately want to slay the boy under his sword!
With the madness flashing across his face, he dashed to his giant sword and grabbed its hilt, intent on drawing it out.
"Hmm?"
However, as soon as he exerted force, his expression changed greatly. Because to his shock, he was unable to pull the giant sword out!
Refusing to believe it, he tried again with all his might.
This time, he used every ounce of strength, yet the sword stuck in the ground didn't even budge one bit.
How...how could this be?
Finally, tidal waves crashed in Black Sword's heart as his eyeballs nearly bulged out.
This time, he was well and truly panicking, thoughts of retreat emerging for the first time.
But just as he was about to leave, the little boy's small face flushed red as he suddenly shot him an angry glare.
"You ungrateful jerk! I told you to stop but you insisted on attacking. And now you still want to draw your sword and fight me? I'm very angry now. Looks like I'll have to teach you a lesson!"
As he spoke, Zhong Qing raised the long saber in his hand and chopped down at Black Sword.
It was an utterly plain strike without any embellishment or seeming force, yet it made Black Sword feel immense danger. He rolled away and hastily drew out a spare giant sword to block.
Clang!
A pleasant ring echoed out as Black Sword's sword snapped in half and his body heavily smashed into the ground, eyes filled with terror as he stared at Zhong Qing.
"Get lost, now!"
Zhong Qing put away his long saber and yelled in a tender voice.
Seeing this, Black Sword felt like he had received amnesty. He didn't even bother with his sword anymore, crawling up and retreating into a nearby alley. But just as he was about to take flight, his feet staggered heavily.
At the same time, his eyes filled with bloodshot veins as his entire body trembled violently.
"Saber...feeling..."
"Such powerful saber aura!"
Black Sword examined his own organs and meridians, only to find they had long since been shattered by a tremendous saber aura.
"This is...what place is this?"
Still unwilling, Black Sword stiffly collapsed amidst the snow, having lost all signs of life.
The injured man watched this all happen with utter astonishment. Just as he was about to speak, his entire body jolted again.
Because he suddenly noticed one of the auras on the giant sword in the ground had vanished.
He could naturally discern that this aura belonged to Black Sword.
And its disappearance meant Black Sword was dead.
Was he killed by the little boy before him?
The man couldn't help but speculate.
Right then, Zhong Qing glanced at the disappeared figure and snorted, "Gotta properly teach those who don't listen a lesson, so they won't come make trouble at my martial arts school entrance anymore."
These words instantly affirmed the injured man's thoughts.
It seemed the peerless Black Sword had indeed been killed by this little boy in just two moves!
Of course, what shocked him even more was that despite being right there, he hadn't noticed how the boy had killed Black Sword at all.
After the initial shock wore off, he hurriedly propped up his injured body and greeted, "Little brother..."
"No, Senior."
But the injured man immediately realized his mistake. This seemingly young boy wasn't some junior, but an unfathomable expert who had cultivated for who knew how many years. He quickly changed his words, "Senior, thank you for saving my life. This junior is called Guan Yunpeng."
"Oh, you alright?" Zhong Qing glanced at him and said, "Though I'm no senior. My name is Zhong Qing."
"Senior is too modest. With your heaven-reaching cultivation, this junior should address you as senior." Guan Yunpeng said respectfully.
"Cultivation?"
Zhong Qing looked at him strangely again and frowned, "You've got it wrong. I don't have any cultivation, I'm just an ordinary mortal."
"Mortal?"
Guan Yunpeng was greatly shocked.
The expert who killed Black Sword in two moves was just an ordinary mortal?
He wouldn't believe it even if he was beaten to death.
Anyone capable of such feats had to at least be at the Warrior Sage Realm.
But since this expert insisted on calling himself a mortal, Guan Yunpeng naturally didn't dare offend him.
"Oh right, how are your injuries? Want to come in for my master to take a look? He knows healing." Zhong Qing looked at Guan Yunpeng's wounds and gently asked.
"Master?"
"You have a master too?"
These words instantly made Guan Yunpeng's entire body quiver as his jaw nearly dropped.
This person actually had a master too?
If his own strength was at least at the Warrior Sage Realm, then what level was his master's cultivation at?
He was filled with disbelief.
But Zhong Qing frowned again, not too politely asking back, "What's so odd about me having a master?"
"No no, I didn't mean anything by it. I was just...just shocked!" Guan Yunpeng hurriedly waved his hands in explanation. Seeing Zhong Qing's gaze soften, he secretly heaved a huge sigh of relief.
"Fine then, come in and let my master take a look at your injuries!" Zhong Qing saw this strange man and headed into the martial arts school first.
Guan Yunpeng nodded, his face filled with excitement as he followed along.
But he had only taken a single step before halting abruptly.
This is...
What is this?
Right now, his eyes were tightly fixed on the pair of couplets by the entrance, his pupils constricted to pinholes.
Because he realized the words on the couplets actually contained a tremendous sword intent!
Especially that single vertical stroke. It was like a heavenly sword descending, carrying mighty pressure and oppressive aura.
In his eyes, it suddenly enlarged and drew nearer and nearer...
"What are you dazing out for?"
Just then, Zhong Qing's voice sounded out. Only then did Guan Yunpeng react, finding his entire body drenched in cold sweat. He couldn't help but feel greatly shocked inside.
What kind of place was this martial arts school?
Not only was there an unfathomable little boy who claimed to be mortal, even the couplets on the entrance contained such powerful sword intent.
He even felt if he finished reading all the words, he could reach new heights in his comprehension of the sword.
As a result, he became extremely anticipative of the master the boy had mentioned.
Naturally, his attitude grew even more respectful.
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