Swordsmanship Coach: Kill with One Slash

Chapter 208: Chapter 150: Fight to the Death 2

"Go to hell!!!"

The Bishop’s reaction was so fast, his change so extreme, that even Su Xing failed to react in time, causing his own movements to be a beat too slow.

The Bishop’s body was huge.

He looked incredibly clumsy, but with the acceleration from gravity acting on such a massive frame, his speed was actually far greater than before.

A body like a mountain, moving like thunder and wind—

his charge was ferocious!

Moreover, by the time Su Xing reacted, the four giant spikes behind the Bishop made his eyes twitch and his heart run cold.

This attack had been planned for a long time; it was the Bishop’s surefire killing blow!

Su Xing never would have expected this.

With his system, killing a fifth-rank as a fourth-rank was a common occurrence for him. So now, he hadn’t taken the sixth-rank Bishop seriously.

But this move from the Bishop,

instantly made Su Xing realize he should never underestimate anyone.

For someone to have come this far,

to have cultivated to this realm on their own,

how could he possibly be a nobody?

The people Su Xing had killed so easily before weren’t too weak; it was just that Su Xing himself was too strong.

At this thought,

Su Xing’s eyes narrowed.

Taking in the Bishop’s every move and attack, Su Xing didn’t hesitate. He pressed his body against the wall and, covering his right foot with "Qi Sword Form," thrust it toward the crashing Bishop.

At the same time,

the Sparrow Sword驟然斬出.

It split into four afterimages, consecutively striking the four massive spikes.

"Die!!!"

Su Xing’s counterattack was just as vicious.

He used his foot as a sword, aiming straight for the Bishop’s heart, while the Sparrow Sword, at incredible speed, first lopped off the four threatening tentacles.

The Bishop had already gone all out.

He understood clearly that this blow could very well be the final one of the battle. If he lost, there was no way he would survive.

Under such immense pressure,

his rich combat experience came into play once again. The Bishop’s eyes narrowed. His body, which had been crashing forward like a ferocious bear,

abruptly changed!

He shot his right hand out first, grabbing Su Xing’s leg. Even as his four tentacles behind him were severed, sending a heart-rending agony through him, his movements didn’t slow for even a moment.

He grabbed on with one hand,

and his right hand was instantly pierced by the "Qi Sword Form."

But he gritted his teeth and, relying on his heavily injured right hand, abruptly snapped Su Xing’s leg. A sharp crack of bone rang out.

His other hand shot out,

smashing straight for Su Xing’s head!

The Bishop’s killing intent exploded,

but Su Xing was no weakling either.

He certainly wasn’t the type to sit back and wait for death.

The moment the Bishop’s four tentacles and right hand were successively injured, Su Xing already knew what he was planning to do. He also realized that the Bishop was now a heavily wounded man.

Now,

he was holding onto his right leg.

The distance between them couldn’t possibly be any closer.

’Even though one of my legs is injured,’

’this is also a perfect opportunity to kill him.’

At the same time,

his sword struck.

"AHHH!!!"

A heart-rending scream of pain erupted!

BOOM!!!

Su Xing was slammed downward by a colossal force. A pale-white shockwave and a small spatial rift exploded between the two.

"So damn stubborn!"

Su Xing roared.

The Bishop had slammed him hard onto the ground. Falling from a dozen or so stories high at top speed, even Su Xing’s body felt a wave of intense pain.

A trickle of blood flowed from the corner of Su Xing’s mouth. He realized he had suffered some internal injuries, but his right hand was clenched tightly around his sword, its blade buried deep in his enemy’s heart.

Killing a sixth-rank as a fifth-rank,

was naturally extraordinary, or perhaps even absurdly so.

But Su Xing had killed fifth-ranks as a fourth-rank with such ease. Now, without activating his Sword Release, this fight, while not quite life-or-death, had been extremely taxing.

This also made Su Xing,

a little dissatisfied with his own strength.

’I have to raise my other sword techniques to the fifth rank.’

’Only then can I, like before, effortlessly slay a sixth-rank as a fifth-rank. Otherwise, if every time is like this one, it’s just too dangerous.’

"Hah."

Su Xing sighed. He glanced at the unmoving Bishop lying on top of him and tried to push him off, preparing to sit up.

But,

he actually wasn’t dead yet!

Although an Extraordinary Being was Extraordinary, he was still just human. As long as the brain or heart was destroyed, death was an absolute certainty.

The same was true for the Bishop.

It was just that his will to live was so strong,

that even with his heart completely destroyed, he still had a breath left in him.

The Bishop’s face was filled with agony, but even more so with a savage madness. He knew very well there was no escape for him, and the only thing he could do now was make Su Xing stay here with him.

Thus,

even though his heart had been pulped,

his hands still held a death grip on Su Xing’s right leg, showing no intention of letting go.

The Bishop’s arms suddenly tensed, attempting to use Su Xing’s right leg as a fulcrum to lift his entire body and slam him viciously into the ground.

’If I get slammed on the ground,’

’once or twice would surely be fine, but any more than that, and there’s no guarantee my skull wouldn’t crack open, bringing my Sword Dao to an end.’

’This can’t happen.’

’To be reverse-killed by a man on the verge of death would be far too humiliating.’

Su Xing gritted his teeth, swallowed a mouthful of blood, forced himself to take a breath, and roared:

"Damn it, get up!!!"

In the nick of time,

just as his body was being lifted, Su Xing’s upper body suddenly arched up. A furious power flowed down his spine to his leg, and with an unbelievable movement, he broke free from the Bishop’s hands and kicked back.

Just then,

Su Xing’s left foot, at an incredible speed, slashed out with a flash of pure white sword-light, instantly splitting the Bishop’s head in two.

THUD.

The struggling, the roaring, the screaming, the ferocity.

In that single instant, it all vanished completely.

In its place was,

a muffled voice, the dissipation of sequence energy, and a pillar of blood that gushed toward the sky.

"This... What is this power?"

"A... a Martial Artist..."

A thin black line appeared on the Bishop’s face. At first, it wasn’t obvious, but one second, two seconds, three seconds... with each passing moment, it grew clearer, until his head finally split completely in two. The Bishop’s body and all the organs within him were torn asunder, spilling onto the ground.

"THUD!"

Su Xing flipped and landed, standing steadily on the ground. He hopped on his left foot to a relatively safe corner and slowly sat down.

"Hah."

’So damn hard to deal with.’

’As someone who has just entered the fifth rank, I can indeed kill a sixth-rank, but it’s just not that easy. When people like this are on the brink of death, they can always erupt with unimaginable combat ability. It’s really troublesome.’

Su Xing couldn’t help but curse inwardly.

However, he now had a concrete assessment of his own strength.

’Sixth-rank: killable, but risky.’

’Once my other sword techniques are brought up to par, killing a sixth-rank should be as easy and effortless as killing a fifth-rank used to be.’

Just then,

from the Bishop’s corpse,

a ringing sound suddenly arose.

At first, Su Xing didn’t pay it much mind, thinking it was something like a cell phone ringtone. But he quickly realized something was wrong, because the musical notes of the ringtone were actually appearing in his field of vision.

This immediately put Su Xing on alert. He propped himself up against the wall with his right hand, stood steadily on his left foot, and stared intently in the direction of the Bishop’s corpse.

The musical notes, as if they were building blocks,

gradually formed a bamboo scroll above the Bishop’s body. The scroll slowly unfurled, finally revealing its contents.

Inside was a painting.

The painting depicted a man in ancient white robes, who appeared to be in a room playing a guqin.

"What is this—"

Before Su Xing could finish his sentence,

the man in the painting suddenly moved. His head, which had been lowered, abruptly lifted. He glanced in Su Xing’s direction and said lightly,

"Heh, serve tea for our distinguished guest."

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