Swordsmanship Coach: Kill with One Slash

Chapter 260: Chapter 176: An Inquiry

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Watching Li Qing flee, Su Xing finally let out a sigh of relief. He knew his plan had worked.

Su Xing had shattered two swords.

His aura was terrifying.

But the burden on his physical body was also immense.

If they had truly fought, Su Xing wasn’t confident he could have struck down the Tier Seven Martial Artist. That was why he could only resort to this bluff.

Fortunately,

this Tier Seven Martial Artist’s resolve was weak,

and he had actually been scared into fleeing so easily.

If any other Martial Artist from the Martial God Hall had been on this mission, Su Xing wasn’t sure he could have scared them off so easily. After all, the Martial God Hall had no shortage of Martial Artists with true warrior hearts and a powerful will to live.

Thinking of this,

Su Xing couldn’t help but feel incredibly lucky.

From the bamboo building nearby, the intense sounds of fighting continued. But with Li Qing’s panicked retreat, the remaining Martial Artists were nothing more than abandoned pawns. They no longer posed any threat.

Before long,

they would all be defeated.

Whether they ended up as captives or were wiped out entirely was up to the local tribe. Su Xing had no intention of interfering. At the end of the day, he was just an outsider; it wouldn’t be right to use his status as their savior to meddle.

And so,

this rather sudden battle came to an end.

"Senior..."

Elder Liu said, the relief of having survived the ordeal evident in his voice.

His voice was filled with a gratitude that was completely genuine, coming straight from the heart. If Su Xing were to ask for anything at that moment, he would probably agree without a second thought.

However,

just as he uttered the word "Senior."

Su Xing also felt the ordeal was finally over. The tension in his heart eased, and he suddenly dropped out of his powered-up state.

An immense pressure crashed down on him from all sides, making Su Xing’s legs give out and sending him to his knees.

THUMP!

The energy surrounding Su Xing instantly dissipated. His body swayed, and he collapsed flat on the ground with a dull thud.

Elder Liu,

though he didn’t have much experience with cultivation,

was incredibly rich in worldly experience.

He understood at once.

The young man’s terrifying power just now must have come from pushing himself far beyond his limits.

However,

realizing this,

he felt no ill intentions toward Su Xing. On the contrary, it only solidified his judgment that Su Xing was someone worth befriending—in fact, for their tribe, he was someone they *must* befriend.

So, he hurried to Su Xing’s side and checked his breathing. It was still strong and steady, which at least meant his life wasn’t in danger.

"Are you alright?"

Elder Liu asked, his voice laced with concern.

A tribe like theirs might have bodies far stronger than ordinary people, but in other respects, they were no different. They knew no special arts or healing techniques, so all he could do was ask Su Xing helplessly.

"I’m fine."

"Just let me lie here for a bit. I’ll be fine."

Su Xing said, speaking from experience.

And he did have experience.

Although Su Xing rarely got injured,

whenever he did,

the technique evolved from his breathing rhythm would always kick in, allowing his wounds to recover quickly. This was the fundamental reason he dared to take risks time and time again.

As long as he wasn’t dead, any injury was a minor affair to Su Xing.

"Elder Liu!"

"Are you alright?!"

"Where’s that renegade?!"

A man with a distinct, sunken scar on his face ran out from the bamboo building. He was covered in blood, though most of it wasn’t his own. Clearly, a brutal fight had taken place inside.

The fact that he could come out,

meant the battle was mostly over.

"I’m fine, Yi."

Elder Liu shook his head. He looked at the young man who had emerged from the building and pointed to Su Xing, who was lying on the ground, recovering.

"Take him to a room to rest."

"When he has recovered, bring him to the main hall to see me immediately. I have many things to discuss with him."

"Remember!"

"Make sure he receives the best possible treatment!"

The man called Yi was dressed in loose, light blue cloth robes, his wrists bound with wraps. He had sharp, heroic brows and eyes as bright as stars, giving him an air of impressive righteousness.

"Who is he?"

"He doesn’t look like he’s from one of the other tribes."

Yi asked in confusion, glancing at Su Xing.

He was very young and exceptionally talented, which gave him the highest standing among the younger generation. That was why he could voice his doubts so directly.

And just how great was his talent?

Well,

most of the legacy left behind by Luocheng had been lost. However, a few fragmented manuals remained, and it was by studying these that the people of the tribes had cultivated such powerful bodies.

However,

Yi’s aptitude was astonishingly high.

Using these tattered manuals and his own insights, he had actually managed to forge his own Martial Dao, making him the one and only true Martial Artist in the entire tribe.

The others, while possessing the physique of a Martial Artist, lacked the corresponding strength for their realm. They could rely on their powerful bodies to tear apart those in lower realms with brute force, but they struggled immensely against anyone stronger, or even those at the same level.

Therefore,

Yi had always been seen as the future of the tribe.

Faced with Yi’s question,

even Elder Liu couldn’t just give a perfunctory answer.

He thought for a moment before recounting everything to Yi, from Su Xing’s arrival to the conclusion of the battle. He finished his explanation with a single sentence:

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