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Martial King s Retired Life Volume 11.5 Chapter 51

Author:Lee Taibai Category:urban Update time:2022-09-13 02:54:47

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Although the black garments on the fifteen year old standing in the carriage were relatively old, it fit him perfectly. Unlike his plain shoes designed for mobility, he was blessed with a handsome appearance that also starkly contrasted his piercing eyes. He burst out of the carriages ceiling, bringing along the unharmed mother and son pair. “You came straight here”

Ming Feizhens method of destroying the carriage failed to interest the youth, but the timing of his arrival roused his curiosity. Ming Feizhen liked the question posed for the reason that it indicated the youth was a worldly individual.

“The sages of old said that death is a fate we all share; its sad for the parents left behind. Invest the effort and a couple shall be in love forever. From the moment you decided to kidnap a mans wife and son, you shouldve been prepared to be chased.”

“Youve allied with Zhuo Fengru”

Amused with how fast the youth caught on, Ming Feizhen grinned. “If its a fight, I alone will suffice.”

The youth whipped his sword out, pointing to the ground on an angle. “The swords name is Death Omen. My name is Leng Jingliu.”

Ming Feizhen flicked up a long tree branch to catch. “My blade is called Tree branch. My name is Passerby,” he declared with a sneer. “Can we start yet”

The atmosphere around made it seem as though peace fled the scene. The night sky seemingly split in two for a second. Even though it was clearly an impossible phenomenon, the flow of air, the sounds pounding ears and the sensation grazing skin made it difficult to disprove.

A specific spot in the ground far away blasted dirt as it sunk. Had it not been for Ming Feizhens white hair, nobody wouldve known he had to make a hasty retreat. Scarlet beads belted onto the ground from Ming Feizhens exposed left shoulder, but that was only noticeable once the two had reset.

The only proof Leng Jingliu ever moved from his starting stance was Ming Feizhens damaged shirt and blood.

Hua Qing: Hes too dangerous! We need to wait for Hero Zhuos aid.

Before anyone else could figure out why Leng Jingliu raised his sword to his chest, parallel to the ground, Ming Feizhen rammed his two feet into the swords blade loudly. Beaming, Ming Feizhen thrust his tree branch at Leng Jinglius forehead forthwith.

Hua Qing shouldnt have fretted because Ming Feizhen already measured Leng Jinglius abilities from the fast time Ming Feizhen laid eyes on Leng Jingliu. In spite of his young age, the spirit of a swordsman lived in Leng Jinglius eyes; he was an individual who had abandoned the stances of other true swordsmen in search of the ultimate swordplay.

Leng Jingliu gave the branch the slip, then cleaved at the branch with his jet-black sword, but Ming Feizhen read him and denied Leng Jingliu with a punch that derailed Leng Jinglius trajectory. Leng Jingliu corrected his direction of movement, slicing through the wind Ming Feizhen generated to target Ming Feizhens fist again despite his reach advantage. Leng Jinglius style of fighting was practically one without an exit strategy.

Prior to landing, Ming Feizhen calmly circled his left hand, then uncorked a palm attack at the sword again, forcing Leng Jingliu back three steps, too. The two of them subsequently exhaled a long breath each.

Ming Feizhen checked on the deep gash on the back of his left hand. Although he managed to defuse Leng Jinglius technique with Tai Chi techniques, it wasnt enough to gain the upper hand. The real problem was the black sword. It only grazed his hand, yet it penetrated his true qi armour. “There doesnt seem to be anything that your sword cant cut.”

There were people who had taken two punches from Ming Feizhen without paying a price. However, Leng Jingliu wasnt one of them. Leng Jingliu wiped away the blood trickling from his mouth onto his lapels and the ground, apparently unfazed.

“It isnt capable of cutting everything. It just so happens that I cut something that it can cut.”

“Its black aurum, isnt it”

“Whatever you want it to be.” Leng Jingliu set one foot forward. “Throw that toy away, or youll die.”

Ming Feizhen made his cheeks resemble that of a pufferfish. “Ive never met such a shameless cheat. You want me to fight you with my bare hands”

“Up to you.” Leng Jingliu bound toward Ming Feizhen, sword aimed at the latters heart.

Ming Feizhen, using his left hand as a guard, replicated a broadsword swing with his branch to block the straight thrust.-

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