The Mirror Master

Wang Shouzhong and Zheng Ke walked side-by-side toward Lu Bai.

"Young Master Bai."

Wang Shouzhong sneered and said, "Over a month ago, I gave you a warning. Don’t blame me for what happens today!"

SHING!

The sound of a sharp blade being unsheathed rang out.

A cold light flashed within the Memorial Hall.

And just as quickly, everything fell silent again.

Chen Xiaofeng was whispering in Chen Tieshan’s ear. When he heard the sound, he couldn’t help but frown.

’They’re already using blades?’

’Lu Ziyuan’s family is ruthless!’

He was about to speak when he noticed his father’s expression change drastically. His eyes were fixed straight ahead, pupils constricted, as if he had seen something utterly terrifying.

He subconsciously looked up.

He saw one of the guards standing with his back to the crowd, as a head slowly slid from his neck.

It fell to the floor and rolled a few times, its eyes wide with shock, unable to rest in peace.

SPLURT!

The next moment, blood gushed out, dyeing everyone’s vision red.

"What happened?"

Chen Xiaofeng’s eyes widened. He was completely stunned.

Even as Wang Shouzhong’s headless corpse collapsed, revealing Lu Bai standing there splattered with blood and holding the Cyan Cloud Sword, he still couldn’t believe that Wang Shouzhong had been decapitated in a single exchange.

Everyone present had been standing behind Wang Shouzhong and Zheng Ke, so they hadn’t seen clearly what happened.

Only Chen Tieshan had seen the entire process.

Just now, a blade had indeed been unsheathed.

However, it wasn’t a saber.

It was a sword being drawn.

The Cyan Cloud Sword.

The sword was in Lu Bai’s hand.

With a single move, he had lopped off Wang Shouzhong’s head!

’What a fast sword.’

The sword move was unremarkable, just a simple horizontal slash from the Eight Sword Skills.

But as Chen Tieshan observed, Lu Bai’s execution of the slash was silky smooth, without the slightest hesitation, as if he had practiced it countless times.

’Even if I were to perform that move, it would be no better.’

And he had cultivated his Eight Sword Skills to Perfection over several decades!

’When did Lu Bai cultivate the Eight Sword Skills to such a level?’

’Could it be that Lu Bai is actually a genius of the Sword Dao?’

’That’s it?’

It wasn’t just the onlookers who were shocked; even Lu Bai himself was slightly taken aback.

Although he had cultivated to the Third Level of the Root Bone Stage and reached Perfection in the Eight Sword Skills, he had never fought a real battle against another person and wasn’t entirely sure of his own strength.

His opponents had the numbers, and Lu Bai was afraid of getting bogged down in a prolonged fight.

So he had used his full strength in that last strike.

He hadn’t expected Wang Shouzhong to be so defenseless, allowing his head to be taken with a single slash!

The power of that strike was far greater than he had anticipated.

"That man was careless," Chen Xiaofeng said softly, having come back to his senses.

But Chen Tieshan didn’t think so.

’Carelessness was only one factor.’

’But Lu Bai’s strike truly showed his skill!’

Swordsmanship isn’t like Saber Technique, which emphasizes heavy chopping and hacking.

Although Swordsmanship has slashing moves, they are rarely used.

Due to the different construction of the weapons, a sword’s blade is long and narrow, making it much more difficult to decapitate someone with a sword than with a saber.

Without immense strength, it’s easy for a sword strike to get stuck in the bone.

"Ah!"

Just then, Zheng Ke was the first to react. In his panic, his Blood Qi surged, and with a great shout, he drew the long saber from his waist.

Lu Bai said nothing, simply thrusting his sword straight forward.

Zheng Ke had just drawn his saber. Before he could even execute a Saber Technique, he saw a cold glint of light before his eyes.

PFFT!

A sharp pain shot through his throat.

Zheng Ke wanted to raise his saber, but he found all his strength had vanished. He could only watch helplessly as Lu Bai walked past him.

He subconsciously reached up to touch his throat and brought back a hand full of blood.

Then, Zheng Ke’s vision went black, and he collapsed to the ground, no longer breathing.

’My control with that thrust was much better than the last one.’

’The power was just right. It pierced Zheng Ke’s throat, and I pulled it back immediately.’

Madam Li had never seen such a bloody scene; she was scared witless.

"AHHHH!"

In the blink of an eye, two lives were lost. Gazing at Lu Bai, who was stepping over the corpses in pools of blood and drawing closer, Madam Li’s face was filled with terror as she let out a piercing, mournful shriek!

At this moment, Lu Bai held the Cyan Cloud Sword, his robes were stained with blood, and even his fair face was splattered with a few drops.

He radiated a murderous aura, his gaze so intense it was impossible to meet, like a god of slaughter walking out of the Underworld!

There was no longer any trace of the timid, easily bullied boy he once was!

"You, you, you don’t..."

Even Lu Ziyuan shuddered when his eyes met Lu Bai’s. His scalp tingled with fear, and he couldn’t even form a complete sentence.

Lu Yao’s pretty face turned deathly pale with fright. She looked to Zhou Yu for help, her voice trembling, "Husband, save me!"

In truth, Zhou Yu was plenty scared himself.

Although he had cultivated to the Third Level of the Root Bone Stage, he had never killed anyone or drawn blood, let alone encountered a ruthless character like Lu Bai.

Relying on his Cultivation, he had come empty-handed, without a weapon.

Seeing the sword-wielding Lu Bai approach, an idea flashed in Zhou Yu’s mind. He snatched a wooden stool from beside him and hurled it at Lu Bai!

BANG!

Lu Bai swung his sword, and the wooden stool was shattered by the blade’s edge.

"That’s wrong."

Seeing Lu Bai’s reaction, Chen Tieshan shook his head.

"What’s wrong with it?" Chen Xiaofeng asked subconsciously.

Chen Tieshan explained, "Swinging the sword like that may block the stool, but it’s a moment when his old force is spent and the sword move is complete. He will inevitably reveal an opening that Zhou Yu can exploit."

"Lu Bai’s advantage is the sharp sword in his hand—a weapon is superior to empty hands. Zhou Yu’s advantage is his Cultivation level. By reacting this way, Lu Bai has negated his own advantage. Once Zhou Yu gets close, the fight will be over in an instant!"

"Ah!"

A look of realization dawned on Chen Xiaofeng’s face.

The fight between the two unfolded just as Chen Tieshan had predicted.

Zhou Yu threw one stool after another, and taking advantage of the moment Lu Bai swung his sword to block them, he closed the distance.

"Hah!"

Zhou Yu let out a great shout. Seizing the moment Lu Bai’s sword move was spent, leaving his chest wide open, he threw a punch at Lu Bai’s face!

"Watch and learn."

Chen Tieshan glanced back at Chen Xiaofeng and said, "This is all about experience. In a fight between Martial Artists, Martial Arts Cultivation is important, but experience..."

CRACK!

A faint sound of bone cracking was suddenly heard.

Before Chen Tieshan could finish his sentence, he saw Zhou Yu sent flying backward even faster. Zhou Yu crashed into the corner of a table, knocking over cups and plates, creating a complete mess. Soups and liquids splashed all over him, leaving him in a sorry state.

Zhou Yu’s face was contorted in pain. He clutched his arm, sucking in sharp breaths of cold air, his eyes filled with terror as he stared at Lu Bai.

"This..."

Chen Xiaofeng was dumbfounded.

Zhou Yu, at the Third Level of the Root Bone Stage, couldn’t even block a single move from Lu Bai!

The exchange between them just now had been extremely simple.

Zhou Yu had exploited the opening Lu Bai revealed, rushing forward to throw a punch.

But Lu Bai had simply bent his knees slightly, assuming a horse stance, and thrown a punch of his own!

The two fists collided.

Lu Bai’s body didn’t move an inch.

Zhou Yu was sent flying, and it seemed his fist had been fractured by the impact!

"Father, what’s going on? That didn’t seem to go the way you said it would."

Chen Xiaofeng’s face was a mask of shock.

He and Zhou Yu had sparred a few times in private at the Chen Martial Arts Hall, and their combat strengths were more or less equal.

This meant he wouldn’t be able to last a single exchange with Lu Bai either!

It was a fact he found hard to accept.

"Well..."

Chen Tieshan’s mind worked quickly. Without batting an eye or his face turning red, he said, "Didn’t I just say the fight would be over in an instant? How was I wrong?"

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