Swordsmanship Coach: Kill with One Slash

Chapter 138: Chapter 118: Prelude to Slaughter (Part 3)

Annoyed, he started to turn back, intending to teach his subordinates a lesson, but his body suddenly froze.

Because...

He truly saw a figure slowly materialize amidst the wind and sand.

...

Far from the dunes,

Roughly two thousand meters away in a straight line.

A sturdy figure was sprinting toward his destination at a breathtaking speed. The wind howled like a roaring lion in his ears, whipping the man’s dark hair into a frenzy.

This man was Su Xing.

After bidding farewell to Su Yu, he had activated "Snowdrift" and "Qi Sword Stance" to save time and avoid unnecessary trouble, taking the back alleys and heading straight for his destination.

In fact,

this decision had proven to be exceptionally wise.

Because after Su Xing left the organization’s building, his hallucinations had grown increasingly severe.

Even as he ran at tremendous speed, the whispers and strange cries clung to him like an inescapable nightmare.

Whenever Su Xing arrived at a new place, even if it was completely deserted, he could feel countless ghosts hiding everywhere, staring at him with eyes full of hatred and malice, waiting for a chance to strike, to kill him once and for all.

This caused a surging, inexplicable killing intent to constantly swirl in Su Xing’s mind.

He was almost certain

that if he had chosen to take the main roads out in the open,

he might have been unable to resist the killing intent in his heart and attacked ordinary people. If that happened, there would be no turning back.

Even though he stuck to the back alleys,

he occasionally encountered farmers or punks.

On several occasions, Su Xing was nearly driven by that inexplicable killing intent to attack these innocent passersby.

Fortunately, he used his formidable willpower to overcome the murderous urge, preventing a tragedy and sparing a family from grief.

Better still, he was about to reach his destination, a place where he could finally unleash the killing intent festering in his heart!

WHOOSH!

Su Xing couldn’t calculate his speed in meters per second, but he could feel the endless gale howling past his ears.

Of course,

it wasn’t just the howling wind.

It was mixed with his brother’s complaints, whining about why he could never measure up to Su Xing; with Lu Anning’s accusations, demanding to know if he was holding back, why her Sword Techniques were different, why she wasn’t as strong as him, and whether he was deceiving her.

There was also Xiao Yu’s endless weeping, crying and asking why he could never learn. He clearly had no talent, so why had Su Xing lied to him? He would hate Su Xing for the rest of his life.

There were the screams of his parents being hit by a car, the WEE-WOO WEE-WOO of sirens, and the eerie face of an unknown woman who giggled one moment and shrieked the next, like a needle burrowing deeper and deeper into Su Xing’s mind.

This made Su Xing’s eyes begin to turn crimson. The world in his vision started to warp, like a terrible dream where heaven and earth were flipped upside down.

One by one, the sand dunes before Su Xing transformed into the Priests, High Priests, and Vice Bishops who had died at his hands.

They had been resurrected. Bleeding from their eyes, ears, nose, and mouth, they were an exceptionally grotesque sight. They now possessed even greater power, and they were ready to take their revenge on Su Xing.

Su Xing shook his head hard, thinking to himself,

’The hallucinations seem to be getting worse.’

It seemed the closer Su Xing got to the source of the "curse power," the more astonishingly potent it became. But Su Xing paid it no mind; his eyes gleamed with a surging tide of madness and violence!

Just as he neared the first sand dune,

he clenched his right hand. The Black Sword instantly materialized in his palm, and he thrust it violently toward the top of the sand dune.

BOOM!!!

An aura of absolute violence erupted, and a series of cracks spiderwebbed through the space in front of him.

CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!

Space itself was being torn apart, producing a series of terrifying shattering sounds!

These cracks, created by Su Xing’s thrust, spread all the way to the feet of several Spiritualist Followers watching from atop the dune.

They reacted instantly and tried to retreat, but it was far too late. The strongest among them was merely second-tier. The moment they saw the cracks, their bodies were completely shredded and twisted, blooming like blood-red flowers across the desolate landscape.

At the same time,

Su Xing’s attack immediately drew the attention of other stationed personnel. Urgent alarms suddenly began to blare throughout the military base.

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