Swordsmanship Coach: Kill with One Slash

Chapter 223: Chapter 158: Hell

"Yan Huan. Please instruct me."

The man assumed a starting stance, and the aura around him began to ripple in a steady rhythm. One glance was enough to tell he was a formidable opponent.

The man behind him,

was likely even more formidable.

Su Xing watched the two men quietly, a flicker of respect appearing in his eyes. Though their goals and factions were different, a fair and proper martial duel like this was still worthy of respect.

Su Xing wasn’t surprised that the Martial God Hall could produce two kinds of people. The Martial God Hall was clearly an immense organization; it was only natural for it to have both scoundrels and relatively decent Martial Artists.

Not that Su Xing planned to let any of them go.

But for these Martial Artists who possessed a stronger Martial Arts Heart, Su Xing didn’t mind giving them an easier death, one without so much suffering.

This was already...

...the greatest kindness Su Xing could offer.

"Instruct me."

The moment Su Xing’s voice fell,

in Yan Huan’s eyes, his opponent’s figure vanished completely. His pupils constricted. Years of combat experience led him to make the absolute correct decision.

At nearly his top speed,

he threw both hands up to block in front of himself.

With all his might, he parried Su Xing’s incredibly ferocious slash.

"Hah... I’m not as weak as those other guys. This fight is just—"

"Ngh!!!"

BOOM!!!!

An immense force instantly tore through the air. Amidst the dispersing, violent currents, Su Xing leaped high as if he had grown wings, then transformed into a streak of sword light as he slashed down at high speed!

In an instant!

He crossed the distance between them.

Wielding the Black Sword, the cold glint in Su Xing’s eyes streaked into a thin blue line. Like a Spatial Ghost, he appeared beside the martial artist named Yan Huan, and then...

...he unleashed a single slash!!!

’What!’

’So fast!!!’

Yan Huan’s face went deathly pale. No matter how confident or battle-hungry he was, faced with Su Xing’s overwhelmingly powerful offense, his mind inevitably went blank with confusion.

But,

his rich combat experience saved his life once again.

His mind hadn’t even processed it,

but his body had already reacted on pure instinct.

This was his ultimate Secret Technique!

Traditional Martial Artists,

unlike Su Xing who acquired his skills through a system,

had to earn everything through painstaking practice.

This Secret Technique,

was the trump card he had honed through bitter training!

As the Secret Technique activated, countless black meridians surfaced on his body, spreading like black threads all over Yan Huan. The threads continued to spread, eventually forming a black net that enveloped his entire being.

At this moment, Yan Huan

had completely lost his tough-guy appearance.

He now resembled a terrifying, pitch-black monster.

And this,

was his ultimate secret skill—Black Body!

The name was simple,

but its effect was overwhelmingly powerful.

After activating Black Body, Yan Huan’s physical attributes would explode like a bomb, increasing wildly. Among all the soaring stats, the speed boost was particularly pronounced, reaching about five times his normal level.

As a Tier Five Peak, Yan Huan’s

speed was already beyond what ordinary people could compare to.

Now,

with the enhancement of this secret skill,

his physical stats and, most crucially, his speed had reached a level that a normal Tier Five Martial Artist could never hope to touch. It was an extreme state.

In this state,

he was confident he had a 40-60 chance against even a very powerful Tier Six opponent. Against a washed-up Tier Six like Lin Yi, he was certain he could achieve a direct victory.

Yan Huan was indeed very strong.

Unfortunately,

Su Xing was no normal Tier Five either.

VMMMMM!!!

After entering the Black Body state, Yan Huan’s figure flickered and vanished on the spot.

BOOM!

Su Xing’s strike hit empty air.

A look of shock appeared in his eyes as well.

Su Xing knew very well what incredible power and speed his body was currently capable of.

Normally,

a Tier Five Martial Artist shouldn’t have been able to dodge that.

But,

this martial artist named Yan Huan had.

"This ’Black Body’ secret skill... it’s really something else,"

Su Xing muttered.

"You may be strong!"

The vanished Yan Huan appeared behind Su Xing like a phantom. His speed was greater than that of his voice; the words he had spoken before moving only now drifted over.

"But we Martial Artists of the Martial God Hall are not weak either!!!"

He clenched his five fingers into a fist,

his fist blurring into countless afterimages that rained down on Su Xing’s back like a torrential storm.

Beng Fist!!!

’So what if his body is tough?!’

’My Beng Fist can shatter space itself! In terms of power, it rivals a Tier Six Sequencer. There’s no way an ordinary Martial Artist could take a ferocious assault as relentless as driving rain on their back.’

’I refuse to believe,’

’that Su Xing can possibly endure this!!!’

BANG!!! BANG!!! BANG!!!

BANG!!! BANG!!! BANG!!!

The air itself had no time to move, instantly blasted apart by the continuous phantom fists, exploding into a visible, violent shockwave that surged in all directions.

’It’s over!!!’

’Su Xing, you truly are exceptionally talented.’

’To possess such terrifying strength without being in the Martial God Hall...’

’But,’

’I’m still the one who wins!’

These thoughts flashed through his mind in the instant his fists were about to land on Su Xing’s unresponsive back.

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