Chapter 363: Chapter 216: Secret Method of Resurrection_1
[Perhaps the sight of a life cleaved in two by a single sword is too cruel. No one dared to step onto the stage for a long time, and the crowd grew restless, their muttered curses filling the air...]
[As you leaped onto the duel stage, the jeers swiftly turned into cheers. The female servers in kimonos swung between the seats, their trays piled with betting chips in no time.]
[The tray of the girl in a red kimono was piled high, while that of the girl in the blue kimono held one conspicuous money bag and a small amount of bets.]
[You suddenly realized – only a handful of people bet on you. The audience had hedged their bets on the swordsman you faced.]
"Heh, soon you won’t even a shred of clothing left..."
Lin Xun felt he had bet too low; If there was an option to raise the stakes, he might have put everything he had on this duel stage.
While others gambled, he was like wind sweeping money into his bowl. The two were fundamentally different.
[On the duel stage, the ’Fire Worshiping Heartless Swordsman’ stared at the strange weapon in your hands in confusion.]
[You hadn’t yet activated your ’Chain Blade - The Inferno’s Call’, nor ignited the scorching dragon flame on its tip, but this weapon was similar to the Kusarigama used by Ninjas.]
[Ninjas often engage in assassination and theft, which lead people to despise them. Lower ninjas have an even lower status than Ashigaru, and it’s rare to see a ninja step onto the duel stage.]
[The ’Fire Worshiping Heartless Swordsman’ looked indifferent and tipped his chin up slightly, signaling you to make the first move.]
[You raised your chain blades, a black dragon flame suddenly igniting from the chains at your wrists, covering the blades in a fiery blaze...]
[As you were about to throw your weapon and strike down the swordsman, he looked at the blazing black dragon flame in surprise. He quickly drew the sword from his waist, threw it to the ground, and signaled his surrender.]
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"Hey, where’s your sword-wielding bravado now, kiddo?"
[Groans and curses echoed from beneath the stage. There were accusations of manipulation in the shadows, forcing the swordsman to surrender.]
[The ’Fire Worshiping Heartless Swordsman’ seemed immune to the hurled insults. He turned to run off the duel stage...]
"Where do you think you’re going, you freak?"
There was no way Lin Xun was going to let a Shell he needed slip away so easily.
[A murderous intent flared in your eyes as you unabashedly threw your chain blades. The chained weapon shot out from your wrist, its blade piercing the swordsman’s heart.]
[He froze in place, turning his powerless gaze towards you before slumping down slowly...]
[You have defeated the ’Fire Worshiping Heartless Swordsman’, gaining a small amount of experience points.]
[You have acquired the ’Secret Heartless Swordsmanship Manual - Mystery of Moonlit Iaido’（Rare Level Item）]
[You are now contaminated with the fourth layer of the Inferno!]
[With a swift yank of your wrist, you pulled the swordsman’s body towards you...]
[The shell of the ’Fire Worshiping Heartless Swordsman’: A disciple of the ’Heartless Swordsmanship Dojo’, a master of the sharp ’Heartless Swordsmanship’. However, the ’Mystery of Moonlit Iaido’ was a guarded secret of the Heartless Swordsmanship, not something that any common disciple could learn. This swordsman’s background as a disciple seemed to not be that simple. He was killed by a fatal blow that pierced his heart. Compatibility: 124% (+55%)]
[Do you want to possess this shell?]
Upon slaying the swordsman, Lin Xun’s eyebrows rose slightly- the layers of his Inferno had increased again.
[There was a clamor among the crowd below. Some applauded, but most were cursing out of rage. Spectators who had lost their bets couldn’t believe that the undefeated swordsman had been slain by you in one stroke.]
[You descended the duel stage and spoke softly to the shell-shocked owner. This swordsman had an odd background - move his corpse to a private room in the tavern. A samurai will investigate his identity later.]
[Upon hearing your instructions, the owner snapped back to reality and responded with a nod, unable to help but admire your immense martial prowess. Even an acquaintance of yours had such formidable skills...]
[He quickly ascended the duel stage and directed his staff to carry the body.]
[As you were about to head towards the lavatory, you were stopped by a blade.]
[It was a sheathed sword, held by another swordsman. Wearing a robe identical to the one of the swordsman on the stage.]
[His distrustful gaze questioningly met yours. Why would someone as powerful as you participate in underground duels? His junior had already surrendered, why did you still take his life?]
[You swatted away the sword and spoke sternly, duels are waged with lives on the line. The moment you step onto the duel stage, you have to be ready to face death. Can it really be cast aside with just a word of surrender?]
[The swordsman looked angry but was aware of his own limitations. He couldn’t match your strength and didn’t dare to draw his sword. Seeing his comrades carry the body from the stage, he no longer bothered to stop you and ran towards the stage...]
[Before long, an argument broke out on the stage. Several staff were injured by the swordsman’s blade, and they dared not approach the body.]
[Holding his junior’s body, the swordsman was about to leave. Will you stop him?]
[You took long strides forward, tossed your chain blades, then locked and pulled him toward you.]
[You whispered a single sentence to the angrily struggling swordsman, who instantly ceased resisting.]
[That was - his junior isn’t dead yet. But if he caused trouble and interfered with his junior’s timely medical treatment, he would be in real danger.]
