Chapter 7: A Rainy Night, Drawing a Sword, Murder

"General Yue is truly ruthless, but how can you be so sure that I would cooperate with you?"

The Cloud Pattern Dark Investigator heard all these words, and suddenly spoke with a hoarse, mocking voice. With a cold laugh, he drew a short sword to commit suicide, but Yue Qianfeng suddenly said, "If you can defeat this child, I will let you go today."

The Hidden Guard had witnessed the massacre by Yue Qianfeng and also knew where Yue Qianfeng was hiding.

They were mortal enemies, and even a child would know not to trust General Yue's words.

Yet upon hearing these words, the Hidden Guard paused, his gaze lowered to the child holding the knife. In an unbelievably calm gesture for an enemy, he slowly lowered the short sword he had intended for suicide and after a long silence, he said, "…General Yue is Deputy General under General Yue."

"General Yue's promise is worth a thousand gold, I believe you."

He struggled to stand up, extended a hand, and pressed several acupuncture points on his body, stopping the bleeding from his wounds.

The severe pain caused him to break out in a cold sweat, but the sliver of vitality in the face of death made him tense up mentally. With a high level of focus, Inner Qi surged within his body, and he gradually began to feel no pain at all. His eyes, like those of a leopard, were fixed on the young man opposite him. With a backhanded grip, he pulled out a slim long blade, and with his left hand, he held the short sword:

"Kid, let's go."

Li Guanyi held the knife, his heart beating faster. Yue Qianfeng smiled, gently patted Li Guanyi on the shoulder, and a fierce surge of energy entered Li Guanyi's body. Yue Qianfeng's voice appeared in the depth of Li Guanyi's heart.

"Step forward, raise the knife, Sweeping Cloud, Mountain Splitting."

The flow of heat circulated within, traversing Li Guanyi's blood vessels and muscles, stimulating an instinctive response. Li Guanyi subconsciously stepped forward as the slim blade swept upwards from below in a chilling arc under the moonlight, like a crescent moon, repelling the long blade of the Cloud Pattern Dark Investigator.

The opponent's strength was much greater than Li Guanyi's, but he was grievously wounded and near death at this moment.

Secondly, the heat within Li Guanyi greatly enhanced his muscle's instantaneous explosive power.

It was just right to fend off the other's weapon, evenly matched, and then the heat flowed through Li Guanyi's arm, guiding his hands to turn, the slanting slash transformed into a mighty chop following the upward sweep, heavy with force. The opponent's short sword was jolted away, and a ghastly wound was torn open on his garment, with blood spraying out.

The Cloud Pattern Secret Agent let out a muffled growl and once again charged to kill.

But his body had been pierced by a Heavenly Mechanism Crossbow, a weapon only the Night Rider Cavalry Leader was qualified to carry; his meridians shattered, both his speed and strength greatly reduced. The heat flowing through Li Guanyi drew his body forward, executing the sword technique with each move sharp and domineering. The heat didn't dissipate completely after passing through his meridians and muscles but left a faint trace of warmth.

This set of sword techniques was primarily based on Mountain Splitting.

Accompanied by slashing, cutting, and Sweeping Cloud as auxiliary moves, and a piercing stab as the hidden attack.

"Hold the blade horizontally, Sweeping Cloud,"

"With both hands on the knife, Wave Cutting,"

Yue Qianfeng's voice was steady as the heat flowed through the meridians of Li Guanyi's arms, already activating his body and Primordial Qi. The young man could feel a warm current surging through him like a river, driving the gloomy blade in a sweep across the rainy night, stirring up a spray of blood.

The eyes of the Hidden Guard suddenly brightened, and he abandoned the short sword, his right hand stabbing forward with the slim blade. A murderous aura struck straight at Li Guanyi's face. In that instant, instinctively feeling his body chill and his mind go blank, he heard Yue Qianfeng's shout ringing in his ears:

"Open your eyes!"

"Look at this killing intent!"

Li Guanyi's eyes widened, seeing the rain mist breaking apart in the air, seeing the protruding eyes and bloodshot under the mask of the man opposite, hearing the roar, and he could even smell the blood, the earthy scent of rainwater, mixed with the foul breath from the man's mouth.

Facing this killing intent head-on,

At the same time, the heat shifted, he crouched down, his legs in a resting step, the long blade already retracted to his waist. With his stepping skills, he evaded the deadly sword, and as the strength of the other's sword play waned, his body sprung forward, thrusting the knife with both hands.

A voice resounded in the depths of his heart, General Yue's voice:

"King's Piercing!"

The narrow and dark blade was sharp, a masterpiece crafted by artisans of the Chen Country, capable of slicing through armor and flesh in one stroke during a high-speed cavalry charge. In this moment, the long blade pierced through the armor, directly stabbing into the enemy's abdominal internal organs, as dark green bile and fresh blood slid down the blade's blood groove.

Driven by a surge of warmth, Li Guanyi's body suddenly moved, avoiding a hug from the Secret Agent while grabbing the handle of the blade with both hands. With a violent stir, he unleashed all his strength in a sweeping motion; the outburst of the hot surge was so intense, nearly mobilizing all his muscles and veins. The narrow blade tore through flesh again, reappearing under the night sky tinged with the colors of blood and green.

With a thunderous shout from Yue Qianfeng, he declared the name of this move:

"Kill the Driver!"

The Secret Agent knew he was not defeated by this youth alone; behind the child who had started learning martial arts just today clearly stood a Fierce General who had dominated the battlefield for over a decade. Desperate and enraged, the agent bellowed, releasing a burst of the remaining Inner Qi in a punch aimed at Li Guanyi's face.

But Li Guanyi's body swiftly retracted. it was too late to counter with the blade, so he instead used the lower part of the sword hilt to thrust upwards, stabbing at the assailant's wrist like wielding a long spear.

"Pushing Mountain!"

Immediately retreating, the blade rested against the ground. His body warmed up suddenly, Yue Qianfeng's remaining overpowering True Power rapidly coursed through him, mobilizing all his veins and muscles. In an instant, a cold light burst forth; the blade arced upwards from below as if it were frosty snow ascending diagonally, pushing and extending in a single moment to gain distance.

Spinning around, his hands gripped the hilt tightly, the narrow long blade raised high.

Taking advantage of the spinning momentum, like a crescent moon, forsaking defense and movement technique, his right foot stepped forward as if trembling from punching power; his body lurched forward as if weightless, placing all weight upon the blade and fiercely chopping downward.

"Finishing move, Heavenly Wolf Slash!"

This brilliant streak of light cleaved through the Secret Agent's flesh, becoming the last streak in his fading vision, and also cut through ten years of gloom in Li Guanyi's heart.

Clang.

The blade struck the ground, and the force of this cut was so fierce that the blade embedded itself into the muddy soil of the rainy night. Li Guanyi gasped for breath amidst the rain, slowly relaxing his grip. The True Power of Yue Qianfeng within him had dissipated, but the impression of that series of sword techniques remained etched in his muscle memory, as though he had practiced this set of blade techniques for a long time.

And within his veins, the warm flow had unexpectedly formed a cycle, flowing slowly.

Li Guanyi's physical strength began to recover at an astounding rate, feeling much better than when he had been dragging bodies earlier. He bowed his head, held his right hand, felt the warm flow, and then looked at the Chen Country Secret Agent before him, covered in sword wounds, the enemy of his nightmares for the past ten years.

For a moment, he felt as if he finally had a solid footing on the ground.

Even with his temperament, he felt an urge to shout and cry out loud.

"Well done."

Suddenly, a large hand patted Li Guanyi's head and ruffled it, as Yue Qianfeng leaned over and stretched his simian arm gently, picking up the Secret Agent that Li Guanyi had defeated. He cracked a grin, grabbed the agent by the head and slammed it down hard onto the long sword stuck in the ground.

A harsh blade's ring.

The blade's spine was narrow, yet it was also sharp enough to sever the Secret Agent's neck.

With a casual toss.

A head flew up, blood spurting into the sky.

The battlefield was filled with killing intent and the stench of blood!

The big man, while ruffling the young man's hair and smiling, said:

"Kid."

"Welcome to this chaotic world!"