King of Assassins-Chapter 51: One Sword

In the Sword Dojo, an eerie silence filled the air.

After more than ten seconds, Jiang Xuejun finally raised her long sword-like eyebrows: "What do you mean?"

"Nothing in particular."

Gao Xuan smiled and said, "I know you’re afraid of hurting me. It’s okay, just go ahead and give it your all, you won’t hurt me."

Jiang Xuejun really wanted to stab her sword into Gao Xuan’s unparalleled handsome face, how could this guy be so annoying!

"You don’t need to worry about me. I’m not stupid; I wouldn’t joke about my own safety."

Gao Xuan said with a smile: "Besides, you wouldn’t be ruthless with me. I know that."

Gao Xuan smiled somewhat ambiguously, as if there was some sort of relationship between him and Jiang Xuejun.

The surrounding Sword Dojo students all picked up on it, and their gazes at Jiang Xuejun gained a couple of enlightened nuances.

After all this fuss, it turns out Jiang Xuejun was having a spat with Gao Xuan, which is why they were going to have a True Sword Duel.

No one doubted Gao Xuan’s words; after all, he was so handsome, it was only natural that Jiang Xuejun would like him.

Jiang Xuejun was furious; what’s wrong with this guy, letting swords be swords, and his mouth keeps running non-stop.

"Look, you’re angry again."

Gao Xuan said concernedly, "A swordsman must remain calm. You get angry too easily; that’s not good."

"Since you’re not afraid of dying, I have no objection."

Infuriated, Jiang Xuejun no longer held back. If Gao Xuan wasn’t afraid of dying, what was there for her to fear?

An Hu, watching the spectacle from afar, spoke with a strange expression to Jiang Yuan: "Teacher, something is going to go wrong at this rate."

Even if Gao Xuan was willing, it would be troublesome if he got hurt in the Sword Dojo. If he were to die here, it would be even more troublesome.

An Hu didn’t think much of Gao Xuan, yet he didn’t want a commoner’s blood to spill in the dojo. Not even mentioning the bad influence, it would simply be unfortunate.

Jiang Yuan’s sharp old eyes stared at Gao Xuan in silent contemplation.

"Teacher?" An Hu felt only Jiang Yuan could stop this farce.

Jiang Yuan came to his senses and glanced at An Hu: "Both parties are willing, I can’t stop them."

An Hu wanted to persuade further, but Jiang Yuan added, "You don’t recognize this young man; his name is Gao Xuan. It’s said that he is the one who defeated Wang Hong’en and saved the expedition team. This boy is not simple."

Jiang Yuan was also a bit curious: "Gao Xuan is a clever person, he wouldn’t do anything foolish. Let’s see what skills he actually possesses."

Having read Gao Xuan’s file, Jiang Yuan knew he was a new student at the Sword Dao Academy and had some expectations of him.

This was a good opportunity to see Gao Xuan’s skills.

An Hu hesitated, but seeing Jiang Yuan’s keen interest, he ultimately said nothing.

Jiang Yuan led An Hu to the front. Since Gao Xuan could go without armor, he would take responsibility for protection.

With Jiang Xuejun’s level, he was fully confident in protecting Gao Xuan.

If that weren’t the case, he would never agree to Gao Xuan facing Jiang Xuejun without armor.

The other students also dispersed, making space for Gao Xuan and Jiang Xuejun to compete.

Yun Qingshang helped Gao Xuan choose a longsword, then quietly stepped aside as well.

But Wei Zhenzhen still clung to Gao Xuan’s hand, imploring, "Brother, stop fooling around, put on the armor quickly. Being pierced by a sword is really painful..."

Jiang Xuejun just watched coldly. Since Gao Xuan disrespected the competition, she would be ruthless.

All the consequences were brought upon himself by Gao Xuan.

"Step back."

Gao Xuan said softly. Wei Zhenzhen, unwilling to give up, wanted to continue persuading, but Gao Xuan lightly shook the longsword in his hand.

The snow-bright blade trembled like a snake, emitting a "buzzing" vibration.

Activated by Source Power, the blade’s resonant hum had an impactful Sword Qi, deep and sharp, seeming as if it could pierce one’s spirit directly.

Overwhelmed by the Sword Qi, Wei Zhenzhen’s face turned pale, and she instinctively stepped back seven paces before steadying herself.

The dozens of Sword Dojo students, who initially had expressions like they were watching a sideshow, were also inwardly shaken by the Sword Qi, each of their faces turning somewhat pale.

An Hu could only express his shock with a curse.

While Gao Xuan’s looks were stunning, they were innate. That was a gift, not much to say. An Hu could only feel a sense of envy and jealousy.

However, Gao Xuan’s light shake of the sword to unleash the Sword Qi was just too impressive.

An Hu, the pinnacle of Mingjing University’s swordsmanship, might be able with utmost effort to trigger Sword Qi, but he certainly couldn’t do so with the ease and grace demonstrated by Gao Xuan, who exuded the demeanor of a Swordsmanship Grandmaster.

He was extraordinarily surprised; where did this commoner from the mountains learn such advanced swordsmanship? Could it truly be a supreme talent?

This was really unfair!

An Hu looked at Gao Xuan’s unparalleled handsome face and felt more and more that the world was unjust.

Their class had DNA refined through generations of selection and optimization. Yet, Gao Xuan, a commoner, purely by luck possessed such great genes!

Jiang Yuan’s old eyes brightened, finding Gao Xuan even more formidable than he had anticipated.

For those outside the main event, they felt this way, but facing Gao Xuan directly, Jiang Xuejun felt even greater pressure.

The Gao Xuan Sword Qi seemed to have already pierced through the transparent face armor, directly stabbing at her forehead.

Jiang Xuejun felt a sharp chill from head to toe, penetrating her entire body. Her feelings of contempt and disdain were instantly swept away.

She was now somewhat nervous, yet also a bit excited, as her fighting spirit suddenly erupted.

Jiang Xuejun twirled her sword to salute and clasp her hands, "Please."

"Please," Gao Xuan returned the courtesy.

Jiang Xuejun didn’t hold back any longer. Her longsword pointed diagonally at Gao Xuan, her feet slowly moving as she continuously adjusted her breathing rhythm, channeling Source Power.

Gao Xuan had just unleashed his Sword Qi, powered by a higher level of Source Power than hers. She had already experienced Gao Xuan’s swordsmanship, which could be called exquisite.

Although Gao Xuan wasn’t armored, Jiang Xuejun had already fully focused her spirit.

Cautiously circling Gao Xuan halfway, Jiang Xuejun found that Gao Xuan merely rotated slightly. He didn’t protect the weak side of his unarmed left hand well enough.

Regardless of whether her opponent was careless or deliberately enticing her to attack, Jiang Xuejun unhesitatingly unleashed the Gale Sword.

Under the stimulation of Source Power, the Sword Light of her longsword intensified a few shades, and Jiang Xuejun controlled her sword to stab directly at Gao Xuan’s left shoulder.

She didn’t advance in large strides but constantly adjusted her speed and angle of attack with high-frequency small steps.

To the onlooking students, Jiang Xuejun’s rapid stab was like an arrow leaving the string. Not only was it incredibly fast, but it also carried a decisive and fierce quality.

An Hu slightly nodded, for Jiang Xuejun’s sword wasn’t particularly fast, yet it won in decisiveness and courage. Moreover, Jiang Xuejun was consistently making fine adjustments, following the Gale Sword with the Torrential Rain Sword. frёeωebɳovel.com

The Gale Sword transformed into the Torrential Rain; the former excelled in speed and unpredictability, while the latter excelled in dense and continuous strikes.

Having sparred with Jiang Xuejun many times, An Hu was very familiar with her sword paths. Seeing Jiang Xuejun’s state, he knew what she was planning.

This time, Jiang Xuejun’s condition was evidently very, very good. Her timing was excellent, and her moves were decisive.

An Hu pondered, if he were in her place, he would also avoid her sharp edge at first. Even though his Source Power was strong, he had no overwhelming advantage against Jiang Xuejun at her peak.

All he needed was to withstand Jiang Xuejun’s fierce assault of the Torrential Rain Sword. Once her momentum waned, victory would come easily.

Jiang Yuan disagreed with An Hu’s view. He acutely sensed the danger in Gao Xuan.

Of course, within such a short time, Jiang Yuan had no opportunity to communicate his thoughts with An Hu.

His gaze was fixed on Gao Xuan.

Jiang Xuejun had trained under him for a year; he understood this student very well, with nothing more to pay attention to.

Jiang Yuan suddenly noticed Gao Xuan tilt his head slightly in his direction, as if taking a glance at him.

Of course, Jiang Yuan knew that Gao Xuan’s eyes behind the sunglasses were closed. The dossier recorded that Gao Xuan had an eye disorder but possessed the superpower of Mental Sensing.

Jiang Yuan was unclear on the state of Gao Xuan’s Mental Superpower or how he observed the world. This made him even more curious.

Gao Xuan’s subtle movement made Jiang Yuan shudder, as Gao Xuan’s sensing range was evidently large enough to observe him and discern his subtle expressions and reactions.

Bear in mind that Gao Xuan was almost back-to-back with Jiang Yuan, with a distance of about ten meters between them.

This meant Gao Xuan’s sensing range was at least one hundred square meters. Such an ability was terrifying.

Jiang Yuan was pondering this when he saw Gao Xuan suddenly sidestep, shaking his longsword, the blade slicing towards Jiang Xuejun’s ear like a silver light.

Even though Jiang Xuejun was the one attacking, Gao Xuan’s sword seemed to predict all her changes, and his sword was swung later but reached first.

At the same time, Gao Xuan’s single step had already evaded Jiang Xuejun’s attack range. She would have to change tactics again to threaten Gao Xuan.

Jiang Xuejun had no choice but to raise her sword to block.

No one expected Gao Xuan’s horizontal slash to suddenly flip, turning the cutting edge into the spine of the sword.

Under Gao Xuan’s skillful force, the longsword suddenly transformed into a soft whip.

Although Jiang Xuejun blocked the middle section of the longsword, the upper section bent like a soft whip, striking Jiang Xuejun on the root of her ear.

Jiang Xuejun’s transparent face armor vibrated violently, the fierce power transmitted from the sword strike making Jiang Xuejun’s body tilt, staggering back more than ten steps.

Although the face armor absorbed most of the damage, the impact alone disrupted Jiang Xuejun’s balance, making it impossible for her to stand steadily.

Fortunately, Wei Zhenzhen reacted and quickly supported Jiang Xuejun.

Once stable, Jiang Xuejun’s face was drained of color, her bright eyes full of desolation.

She knew she had lost, and lost badly in a single stroke.

Without the protection of the face armor, Gao Xuan’s sword could have shattered her skull.

Jiang Xuejun felt confused and somewhat unwilling, as Gao Xuan hadn’t defeated her with ’righteous’ swordsmanship but with a somewhat bizarre sword technique.

On the other hand, she had nothing to say for her defeat. No matter what swordsmanship Gao Xuan used, he didn’t cheat; he won fair and square.

Having practiced the Sword Dao for fifteen years, Jiang Xuejun felt powerless for the first time. She was deeply frustrated inside.

Fifteen years of cultivation in the Sword Dao seemed like a joke in the face of Gao Xuan.

The other students at the Sword Dojo were also dumbfounded. Could Jiang Xuejun, their leading senior sister, lose just like that?

It was difficult for everyone to accept this reality. Looking at Gao Xuan, their faces showed a bit more respect, even awe.

As students of the Sword Dojo, they understood what a single-strike victory over Jiang Xuejun implied. Such a master had to be revered.

Even if the opponent competed without any armor and wore sunglasses.

The facts proved that the opponent wasn’t a fool; they were simply incredibly skilled!