No Honor

"You! If you are a true man, fight us with swords! Not with these cheap ass guns!" The young master of Wudang Sect pointed his sword at Willford and shouted.

As a renowned sword cultivator back in his hometown, the young master of Wudang Sect wasn't willing to lose to a Japanese brat who fights like a turtle.

As a matter of fact, it was incredibly disgraceful to bring guns to a swordfight.

Where's the honor in that?

Willford on the other hand, wasn't bothered by his opponent's provocation.

All he needed to do was to win the battle, so he treated the process like a joke. Who cared about the process if all he needed to do was to win?

The faster he ended his battle, the faster he could go help his friends.

His opponents were sword cultivators, Willford was an engineer.

What did these people have in common?

Nothing. Nothing at all.

Willford deemed that since their chosen Sword Dao was different from his Machine Dao, he decided to show his opponents the wonders of his Machine Dao.

Thus, the battle between technologies began!

Holed up in his portable bunker, Willford inserted countless lines of code into the bunker.

He flipped a switch and the machine guns positioned on top of his bunker started firing at Nine Martial Alliance young masters mercilessly.

The young masters and young misses saw this and became alarmed.

They began to infuse martial qi into their feet before they activated their own movement arts to dodge the fierce barrage of bullets.

"Cloud-Ascending Ladder!"

"Snow Blossom Mysterious Steps!"

"Strange Ghost Shadow Trail!"

"Striding The Yellow River!"

Some failed, some succeeded.

Not everyone was lucky enough to dodge the rain of qi infused bullets.

Wudang Sect's young master had just activated his movement art and was about to move when a qi infused bullet grazed his right calf and threw him off balance.

This caused him to fall onto the ground.

The other young masters and young miss saw this yet remained cold towards the young master of Wudang Sect.

They clearly had no intention to help.

Since the young master of Wudang Sect was caught off guard by a stray bullet, he had to pay his carelessness with an injury or two.

This may seem dark and ruthless but sadly, this was the cold hard truth in their world.

When the barrage of bullets were less than a hundred meters apart from the group, everyone quickly jumped into the air to dodge.

The young master of Wudang Sect on the other hand, was not so lucky.

Since he was caught off guard and got thrown off balance, the machine guns Willford automated with his code locked onto the young master and directly pelted with hundreds of qi infused bullets within 3 breaths of time.

When the group of young masters and young miss from Nine Martial Alliance landed on the ground, they immediately saw what was left of the young master of Wudang Sect.

Under the fierce barrage of qi infused bullets, the Wudang Sect young master had his artifacts worn down before being broken one after another.

Following that, the Wudang Sect young master had his body penetrated with countless bullets.

He didn't even have time to process what happened, much less scream out in pain.

In just three short breaths of time, the young master of Wudang Sect who possessed Martial Lieutenant realm cultivation had all of his artifacts destroyed with ease.

His body was riddled with bullet holes, blood leaking from every hole.

Upon closer inspection, one could spy into his body using any of the bullet holes on his body.

The young master of Wudang Sect died with his eyes wide open shortly after.

As for the young masters and young miss, their expressions darkened significantly.

Their friend had just died becasue of them.

Even though they saw that he had fallen down due to letting down his guard, they did not take the initiative to help him up.

In their hearts, the young master of Wudang Sect would not die that easily.

Alas, reality was often disappointing.

The group from Nine Martial Alliance did not expect that their friend would die so easily, to mortal technology no less!

"This…" The young master of Southern Edge Sect, the Wudang Sect young master's best friend, felt immense anger rising up when he saw his best friend's corpse.

He gripped the hilt of his sword artifact tightly as he felt regretful. If he had saved his best friend just now, he would still be alive right now.

'This…I have no one else to blame but myself!' The young master of Southern Edge Sect gritted his teeth and blamed himself.

As for the young miss of the Sichuan Tang Clan and the young master of Qingcheng Sect, they were not particularly close to the Wudang Sect young master so they felt less guilty about their friend's death.

They merely thought that it was a shame for Nine Martial Alliance to lose a genius like Wudang Sect's young master.

As for the main murderer who killed their friend, Willford, no one knew what he was up to at the moment.

The young masters and young miss of Nine Martial Alliance took their time to mourn for their dead friend.

But just as the young master of Southern Edge Sect was going to cry for his best friend who had gone through thick and thin with him, he suddenly felt a gust of cold air caressing his face.

Within a blink of an eye, countless shadows zoomed past the young miss of the Sichuan Tang Clan and the young master of Qingcheng Sect before they pierced the young master of Southern Edge Sect's body.

"Slosh!" The sound of blood splattering everywhere resounded, causing a cloud of dust to form afterwards.

When the dust settled, both the Southern Edge Sect and Wudang Sect young masters had disappeared.

Only a pool of dark red blood remained.