Chapter 27: Then I'll Grant Your Wish

"Clang! Buzz—!"

"Ding! Clang—!"

Two resounding metallic clashes echoed simultaneously, the shrill ring of blades filling the air.

Under Su Lang's warrior-level attack, Teng Bao and his companion found themselves completely overwhelmed. Their weapons were instantly deflected, leaving their faces exposed.

Simultaneously, the terrifying invisible force transmitted from Su Lang's blade left half of their bodies numb, rendering them unable to move swiftly.

"This is absolutely impossible!!"

Teng Bao's eyes widened in disbelief. How could he, a seasoned quasi-warrior, be no match for a young man in a single encounter?

The other quasi-warrior from the Broken Axe Hunting Group was equally stunned, finding it hard to believe.

However, the undeniable truth lay before them, forcing them to accept it, no matter how unwillingly.

"Ghost Moon, Slice!"

At that moment, Su Lang struck again. Three more members of the Broken Axe Hunting Group fell, their throats slashed, blood gushing like fountains.

"We can't fight him. Retreat!"

Witnessing this, Teng Bao and his companion were terrified and immediately attempted to retreat.

"Trying to leave now? Ghost Moon, Flash!"

Su Lang sneered arrogantly, taking a step forward and crossing several meters in an instant, slashing towards Teng Bao.

"So fast!!"

Teng Bao watched in horror as the blade rapidly enlarged before his eyes, his scalp tingling with fear.

Instinctively, he raised his long blade to block, but the lethal blade light suddenly shifted, slicing directly into his waist and abdomen.

"Splurt!"

The blade cut into flesh, splashing blood everywhere.

Teng Bao's eyes bulged, the intense pain nearly draining all his strength, causing him to stumble and stagger.

"Boss Teng!"

"The boss is down! What do we do?!"

"Run! Every man for himself!"

"…."

Seeing Teng Bao gravely injured, the remaining three members of the Broken Axe Hunting Group were in complete disarray.

Following the lead of the quasi-warrior, they began to flee in all directions.

"Don't leave! Come back!"

Teng Bao, eyes filled with despair, slumped to the ground.

He never imagined that those who had called him brother would be so selfish and disloyal at such a critical moment!

"You want them to come back? Let me help you!"

Su Lang mocked as he dashed towards the fleeing quasi-warrior.

With his quasi-warrior+ level speed, it took only three breaths to catch up to him.

"Die!"

Feeling a chill down his spine, the quasi-warrior turned abruptly and swung his sword in desperation.

"Ding! Clang!"

The long sword wailed as a head flew high into the air.

Seeing their quasi-warrior comrade decapitated in a single stroke, the remaining two members of the Broken Axe Hunting Group were paralyzed with fear, their bodies trembling uncontrollably.

One of them, legs giving way, fell to the ground and began kowtowing frantically towards Su Lang.

"Stop right there!"

Su Lang's cold voice, like it came from the depths of an abyss, halted the last fleeing member in his tracks.

He turned slowly, trembling, and knelt down, quivering.

"Good, obedient."

Su Lang smiled faintly and walked towards the pale-faced Teng Bao.

As Su Lang approached, Teng Bao's body was drenched in cold sweat.

"Speak. Why did you want to kill me?"

Su Lang waved his Tang blade, pressing it against Teng Bao's forehead. A few strands of hair were cut and floated away with the wind.

"You… you really are Su Lang?"

Teng Bao's voice trembled, barely audible.

Su Lang nodded, "Correct. Tell me why you wanted me dead, and I'll give you a quick death."

"I still don't believe… you're Su Lang."

Teng Bao shook his head in disbelief, then began to laugh maniacally.

"Hahaha!"

"So what if you really are Su Lang?"

"I'm going to die anyway. Why should I tell you?"

"Hahaha, after I die, someone will avenge me. The background of the Broken Axe Hunting Group is not something you can contend with!"

"You bastard, kill me then, come on!"

Teng Bao, overcoming his fear, glared at Su Lang with bloodshot eyes, cursing him through gritted teeth.

"Haha, you're forcing me to use those cruel 'skills', huh?"

Su Lang looked down at Teng Bao, "Alright, I'll grant your wish!"

With a smile, Su Lang gently cut Teng Bao's face, slicing out a piece of flesh like a fish scale.

"What are you doing!?"

Though the wound was small, Teng Bao felt an overwhelming sense of dread.

But Su Lang didn't respond. Instead, he focused all his attention on his blade.

Flaying someone alive required precise skill.

If not done correctly, the target would die too quickly!