Swordsmanship Coach: Kill with One Slash

Chapter 147: Chapter 123: What Can You Do to Me?

"Wh-What?!"

Seeing Number Three get hacked to death in a single encounter—

even after activating his "Qi-Infused Body" form, he was still cut down—the expressions on everyone’s faces changed in an instant!

The six of them were the most talented of their group. They spent all their time together, sparring from time to time, so they were extremely familiar with each other’s strengths.

Number Three had a wealth of combat experience. Even without his "Qi-Infused Body," he was solidly in the top three among them. Once he activated it, Number Three could have wiped the floor with them all.

Yes, wiped the floor with them.

Not a single one of them could last more than ten rounds against him.

But now, the one person who could have crushed them all had been killed in a single blow!

This guy... this guy...!

Many of them trembled inwardly, their eyes locked on Su Xing. His lowered head slowly rose, and because he wasn’t far away, they could see his young face.

Su Xing... that face,

it seemed vaguely familiar to them.

Although they held no fame or status within the Spiritual Sect, they were still fourth-rank experts. They had heard a little about this Su Xing from Vice Bishop Jie.

Sword Hall Coach, parents deceased, Su Yu’s older brother, Lu Anning’s Sword Hall Coach, possibly connected to a mysterious master, and assessed as a normal person in terms of strength.

When they heard Su Xing was just a normal person, they hadn’t given him a second thought. A nobody like that wasn’t worth remembering.

That was why none of the six had recognized Su Xing just now. It was only at this moment that one of them had a sudden realization and said in a heavy voice,

"This man..."

"I think he’s Su Yu’s older brother!"

"His brother...? Su Xing?"

Someone else recalled his name and exclaimed in shock, "According to the organization’s intel, isn’t he a normal person?!"

As he said this, the words caught in his throat like a fishhook, and he couldn’t get another sound out.

Because he had suddenly realized something. A man who had always hidden his identity was now revealing himself in front of everyone. What did that mean?

It meant he intended to kill!

If he didn’t want his identity leaked, he would have to kill everyone here, leaving no one alive. In other words, they were all on his kill list.

No one present was a fool.

Almost everyone thought of this at the same time.

Su Xing was going to kill them all.

Just then, a woman’s voice suddenly rang out, sounding urgent.

"If you want to live, stop spacing out!"

"Save him first!"

"We can’t afford to lose another comrade!"

Save him. Hearing those words, everyone who had been lost in thought snapped back to reality. Their hearts felt as if they were being squeezed by a giant hand as their gazes shifted to the distance, where they saw...

After Number Three was killed,

the blind beggar closest to him had reacted the fastest. He had immediately turned and bolted!

He was a Martial Artist who specialized in leg techniques. Before he even started running, the muscles in his legs bulged, swelling to at least three or four times their normal size.

But unfortunately,

he still couldn’t escape Su Xing’s grasp.

After killing Number Three with one strike, Su Xing’s gaze locked onto the blind beggar. Feeling that gaze on him, the beggar’s terror reached an unimaginable level.

He didn’t even think twice. He spun around and kicked backward, instantly forming a yellow wave of qi that, from a distance, looked like a giant foot!

This was his ultimate move!

With this one kick, he could ignore space and distance, transmitting the force of his blow to any enemy he could sense.

As he unleashed the kick, his pale white prison uniform shattered. His legs seemed to swell again, growing thicker and longer, like the massive undercarriage of some monster.

Spurred on by terror,

the blind beggar unleashed the most powerful kick of his life!

He suddenly felt that even a towering skyscraper would be smashed to smithereens by this terrifying kick.

This thought suddenly calmed him. ’No matter how strong that guy is, there’s no way he can withstand this kick, right?’

’He’s a dead man for sure!’

’A pity...’

’my eyes are blind,’

’I won’t get to see his ugly death throes.’

Just as the blind beggar was thinking this, Su Xing’s figure suddenly vanished. Then, the giant yellow foot seemed to be violently smashed apart by something, and a massive shockwave blasted out in all directions!

"Hm? What’s happening?"

Before the blind beggar could react, he suddenly sensed a furious torrent of qi, moving at an absurdly fast speed, hurtling toward him.

’This speed!’

The blind beggar’s expression changed instantly!

He specialized in legwork, so naturally, his greatest asset was speed. But when he sensed Su Xing’s speed, a profound sense of despair washed over him!

The gap was simply too vast. The very thing he took the most pride in was nothing compared to his opponent. The blind beggar instantly gave up on escaping and switched to an all-out defense.

’There’s no running away now, anyway.’

’Might as well bet on my defense and see if I can survive this.’

But if Number Three, the strongest among them, couldn’t even take one hit from Su Xing, how could he, known for his speed, possibly withstand a single blow?

The answer was obvious.

The next moment,

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