Translator: CinderTL
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"Quick, Xiao He, go ask my senior brother for help... You two, come with me, I'll lead you to achieve great deeds and soar to success!"
Song Yuan immediately gave orders with a loud command.
As he spoke, his actions were swift.
The special belt hidden at his waist was quickly unfastened, and he swung it fiercely towards Li Chunjun's sword, which was coming towards him.
Disciples of the Pinjian Martial Hall focused on swordsmanship, but aside from his sword skills, Song Yuan had also mastered a whip technique. He had created a special belt made from fine golden thread, which was easy to conceal.
At this moment, he suddenly launched the belt with such force that it created a thunderous roar in the air, like a sonic boom!
In the blink of an eye.
Li Chunjun's mind flashed through various forms of the Nine Heavens Thunder Sword technique.
He changed his stabbing sword strike into a sweeping motion, and the high-frequency vibration of the sword fiercely struck the belt that Song Yuan had just whipped out.
Bang!
When the two forces collided in the air, the impact was deafening, resembling the sound of a car tire suddenly bursting.
In fact, while this impact was not as obvious as a tire explosion, it was close.
The sword's high-frequency vibrations shattered Song Yuan's whip with the force of an explosive sound, sending countless scraps of the belt flying into the air.
As the belt fragments scattered, Li Chunjun's thrust momentarily slowed.
However, he did not pause his steps. He quickly continued forward, charging with explosive speed, channeling all his strength into the sword.
In the next instant, the sword struck again with a crisp ringing sound, accompanied by Li Chunjun's rapid advance. The man and sword were one, ruthlessly stabbing toward Song Yuan, whose earlier attack had been disrupted.
This whole sequence of actions was executed without hesitation.
With his powerful physique and superior explosive force, Song Yuan was unable to respond in time.
By the time he realized what was happening, the priceless sword, now gleaming with cold light, was already before him, about to strike him down.
"This is bad!"
Song Yuan's face changed drastically as he reacted.
In that moment, he realized that he had severely underestimated Li Chunjun's strength!
Li Chunjun…
Was not at all like the intel provided by the Jin family, which claimed that he had to gamble his life just to kill Sun Yongxing!
No, this man was a true martial artist with peak strength!
Even more so…
His speed, reflexes, and explosive power were incomparable to other peak martial artists. He was…
Comparable to a Martial Master!
A Martial Master capable of creating his own school and being called a Grandmaster!
"Stop!"
Song Yuan roared, his breath like thunder. Using the power of his shout, he also snapped the half-broken belt in his hand, attempting to whip it around Li Chunjun's sword and divert the attack.
However, just as the belt made contact with the sword, the blade emitted a resonating vibration, causing a sharp sword hum. The shockwaves from the sword scattered the force of the belt's swing, and the sword no longer faced any resistance. With unstoppable momentum, it crashed into Song Yuan, instantly piercing through his chest.
As the sword pierced his chest, Song Yuan's eyes went wide in shock.
The loss of blood was instantaneous, and a debilitating weakness flooded his entire body.
He stared intensely at Li Chunjun...
Li Chunjun's gaze, however, met his with no hesitation.
One pair of eyes was filled with terror, anger, and unwillingness.
The other was cold, ruthless, and…
Indifferent.
An indifference toward life!
At that moment, it seemed as though Li Chunjun wasn't killing a person, but rather an ordinary animal, like a cat or a dog.
In fact...
It was as if Song Yuan was even less than an animal.
Like the weeds on the roadside, easily crushed underfoot and insignificant.
Bang!
In the next moment, Song Yuan's body shook violently.
It was Li Chunjun, whose sword had fused with his body and killed him in one swift move. Li Chunjun's body, driven by inertia, slammed into Song Yuan, and the immense force sent him flying.
Whoosh!
The sword that had pierced his heart was withdrawn, drawing a spray of bright red blood.
As Song Yuan flew backward, landing on his back, his eyes remained fixed on Li Chunjun with intense, deathly hatred, as if he were a vengeful ghost.
But...
Li Chunjun did not spare a single glance at him.
Because at that moment, Song Yuan was already dead.
A dead man, whose presence would soon be erased from this world, no longer worthy of a second of attention.
Thud!
Song Yuan's body crashed heavily into the ground, about three or four meters away, the intense impact causing his thoughts to spin and his vision to darken.
As everything around him grew completely dark, he saw his two nephews and relatives, falling in the same manner, each with a blood hole in their throats.
These two younger generations, whom he had painstakingly trained and brought to near perfection in martial arts, had not even survived a single strike under this ruthless killer's sword.
At the same time, he saw his cousin, who had rushed to bring help, as well as his sixth and eighth junior brothers, who were rushing back to the scene.
He knew their strengths well. Though they had talent—especially his eighth junior brother, who was said to have the potential to reach the peak—ultimately, they were at least ten years younger than him, and still weaker in comparison.
Such strength, facing the formidable Li Chunjun, who was comparable to a Martial Master!?
"Run! Run! Tell the Master! Let him deal with this personally! Run!"
In the final moment before his consciousness was swallowed by darkness, Song Yuan tried with all his might to shout these words.
But in the end...
His voice remained trapped in his mind, unable to reach his lips.
And as the darkness consumed the world before his eyes, his once-active thoughts froze and faded rapidly.
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System Notification:
"Killed Level 1 creature, Experience +1!"
"Killed Level 5 creature, Experience +124!"
"Killed Level 3 creature, Experience +13!"
"Killed Level 3 creature, Experience +14!"
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[Life Level: 7 (593/700)]
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At the door, "Xiao He," who had just brought reinforcements, was about to step out when he encountered Li Chunjun, who had already entered the Pinjian Martial Hall and killed Song Yuan.
Through the large door, he saw Song Yuan lying in a pool of blood, his eyes wide open, still unwilling to die. Xiao He couldn't help but let out an enraged shout, "No!"
"Li Chunjun, we never went looking for you, yet you dare to come here and cause trouble in our Pinjian Martial Hall!?"
"Don't waste time talking! Attack together! Kill him!"
The other two disciples of Han Shan immediately drew their swords without hesitation and charged at Li Chunjun.
Their expressions, much like Song Yuan's, carried a hint of excitement.
Clearly, they understood the significance of Li Chunjun, who was wanted by the four factions.
If they could team up to kill this killer, the Pinjian Martial Hall would certainly gain immense prestige in Guangzhou.
Moreover, they too, like Song Yuan, had the confidence to act.
This was the Pinjian Martial Hall—what was there to fear!?
Even if this criminal was brutal and they couldn't defeat him, they could at least delay him until help arrived. They would still have made a significant contribution, though it wouldn't be as grand as personally killing the criminal.
"Kill!"
With a shout full of excitement, the two of them charged forward, undeterred and intent on clashing directly with Li Chunjun.
(End of the Chapter)
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