Chapter 64

Ling Xiao's sword has always been ruthless. Rules like not hitting the face or not exposing someone's weaknesses have never applied to him. With one strike, if it doesn't kill, he will stab your anus from behind or cut off your manhood from the front. So Ling Xiao's sword has always had only one move: either slash or stab. At least, that was the case before he learned other sword techniques.

Ling Xiao has always been very cautious, always trying to avoid letting people see that he is the type who relies on a single move to win. Therefore, before making a move, he always tries to know himself and his opponent. For an opponent like the Wheel King, he would never rashly charge forward. But the Wheel King, unfortunately, actually used the sword intent of "Heavenly Flying Immortal"!

The same radiant direct thrust, one soaring high in the air, the other standing on the ground with a sword ready to meet. The one who flew up, of course, was the Wheel King, because Ling Xiao doesn't know lightness skills.

At this moment, no one expected the outcome, because the result was already determined: the Wheel King was bound to lose!

"How can this be? How can this be?" The Wheel King kept muttering, but the momentum of his sword had already waned, and it was impossible to retract it.

The sword light of both shone equally, the Wheel King's sword like a meteor from the heavens, with the force to destroy dinosaurs, hurtling towards Ling Xiao. Ling Xiao's sword, however, was like a ray of dawn, holy, vast, and majestic, inspiring awe and hope!

This was a war between a meteor and the dawn, a war with no suspense! It could hardly even be called a war!

There was no earth-shattering roar, no crisp sound of swords clashing! The meteor was instantly swallowed by the dawn, and the Wheel King's sword shattered into pieces in an instant!

"Ahh!"

The piercing scream made the Blackstone group lose all hope. The sword pierced straight into the Wheel King's heart, and with his superior lightness skills, he only managed to move a tiny bit. The result was that his arm, the one holding the sword, was severed and flew into the sky.

The battle was so brief that the crowd didn't even have time to buy popcorn before it was over!

"You... How could you... do it so easily..." Jiang Asheng pointed at the Wheel King, who was wailing, not knowing how to describe it.

Ling Xiao looked at Jiang Asheng with disdain and slowly said, "This is the gap between us. The Wheel King might be a mortal enemy to you, but to me, he's just a puppet, a marionette. Even if he understood the sword intent, even if he practiced the Rama martial arts, he's still just a well-dressed marionette with a few tricks!"

"I don't believe it! How can you know the Heavenly Flying Immortal? How can you be stronger than me! You don't even have inner strength." The Wheel King clearly couldn't accept this cruel reality and was still holding his severed arm, shouting.

"Does inner strength have anything to do with sword intent? Who says you need surging inner strength to wield a sword!" Ling Xiao looked at the Wheel King with full contempt.

"Impossible! If you really learned the Heavenly Flying Immortal, why would you put the sword manual with the radishes? Clearly, you don't cherish it and don't understand the sword intent it contains!" The Wheel King was still looking for various seemingly reasonable reasons.

Ling Xiao scratched his head and thought for a moment, then suddenly said, "I remember! That time, I was cutting radishes and reading the book, and then I forgot. I thought I left it in the woodshed, and my mother-in-law burned it!" He had a look of relief.

The Wheel King spat out a mouthful of old blood, his face pale enough to reflect moonlight! He stared at Ling Xiao, speechless.

Looking at the old eunuch, who was drenched in sweat and ashen-faced, Ling Xiao continued to taunt, "After all, you're just a minor character, a pitiful pawn, and a pawn driven mad! Is being a man so important to you?"

The Wheel King's eyes burned with even more anger, and Ling Xiao said with deep sorrow, "Oh, I'm really sorry, I hit a sore spot. Sigh! Being a man for decades can get tiring. Sometimes I really want to become a beautiful girl! To have countless men bow at my feet, what a feeling that would be!"

He glanced at the Wheel King, "Hey, you're still bleeding! The amount of blood is comparable to a through-and-through wound."

"How can this be? How can this be?" The Wheel King kept repeating the same lines, like an extra with only one line, hoping to become famous by repeating it hundreds of times! Unfortunately, the director wouldn't allow an extra to steal the spotlight, so as his life faded, the Wheel King's role finally ended.

Looking at the dead Wheel King, the crowd couldn't help but sigh. Once, he was a towering mountain that made everyone feel suffocated, a shadow that drove away the light in their hearts. Now, the dead Wheel King finally revealed that he was just an ordinary old man. Indeed, only a dead enemy is a good enemy!

"Hey, hey, hey! Don't look so relieved. I said the Wheel King is just a minor character. His role has been given enough attention. If I weren't busy with other things, I would have killed him long ago." Ling Xiao said with a look of disdain.

The crowd didn't comment. You killed the Wheel King, so you can say whatever you want.

By now, some clever killers were quietly moving their feet, but how could their small actions escape Ling Xiao's eyes.

"Stay where you are, whoever moves first, I'll shoot!" The gun's cold muzzle pointed at the black-clothed killers, and no one dared to move after seeing Ling Xiao's unpredictable gun skills.

Ling Xiao casually pointed the gun at the killers, but his eyes were fixed on Lei Bin, ensuring he wouldn't miss.

"According to our agreement, after you hand over the list of killers, you can leave with your wife and start a new life! I sincerely hope you never have to use your needles again!" Ling Xiao said calmly, as if stating an undeniable truth, and subtly shook his head at Jiang Asheng's hesitant expression.

"Thank you for your blessing! The list will be at the clinic tomorrow morning." Lei Bin, holding his wound and breathing heavily, looked at Zeng Jing and Jiang Asheng, then left, dragging his injured body. Although his wound was still bleeding, it surprisingly made him seem lighter.

"Wow! He won't die from blood loss, right? What's with the cool act? Let me take you back, will you die?" Ling Xiao said with a twisted expression.

"When did you turn Lei Bin?" Jiang Asheng asked a question that had been bothering him for a long time.

"Right after the family banquet. Speaking of which, the sweet and sour pork ribs were really delicious." He swallowed lightly.

"Do you only remember the sweet and sour pork ribs from my house!"

"No, there's also the tofu made by your sister-in-law, but I like to have some meat with my meals!" He said confidently.

"Then you..."

Ling Xiao raised his hand to interrupt, "I know what you want to say. Lei Bin is willing to exchange the list of all Blackstone killers for freedom, and I agree."

"But his hands are stained with blood!" Jiang Asheng emphasized, frowning.

Ling Xiao laughed, "Are you a little boy in a big man's body? You're too naive! In the world, how can you avoid getting hurt? To avoid getting hurt, you have to hurt others first! In the martial arts world, who doesn't have blood on their hands? For example, your wife, her hands are no less bloody than Lei Bin's."

"But..." Jiang Asheng hesitated, his face full of reluctance.

Ling Xiao looked up at the sky, deep in thought, and continued, "Hatred isn't easy to let go. Lei Bin owes you a lot, but you also owe him a lot!" Seeing Jiang Asheng's puzzled expression, he added, "Lei Bin's wife was killed by the Fine Rain sect. Unless you give up Zeng Jing, you will never be able to repay this blood debt!"

Zeng Jing, holding Jiang Asheng's hand tightly, shook her head. Jiang Asheng, seeing this, sighed and said no more.

"How did you do it?" Zeng Jing suddenly asked.

"What?"

"Let's not talk about why you know the Heavenly Flying Immortal. Your sword intent is the same as his, yet you defeated the Wheel King so easily! I don't understand this."

Ling Xiao said proudly, "Understanding sword intent depends on talent! Remember what I said before? Moving with the heart is the highest level! The Heavenly Flying Immortal is Ye Gucheng's sword intent. To use it well, you must understand Ye Gucheng and use his heart to drive the Heavenly Flying Immortal."

Seeing Zeng Jing's thoughtful expression, he continued, "If the Wheel King used his own sword intent, I wouldn't be foolish enough to clash with him. But using Ye Gucheng's sword intent is asking for death. Don't forget, he stole it! I even suspect that his own sword intent was only understood under the influence of the Heavenly Flying Immortal. Don't forget who Ye Gucheng is. The sword of a sword saint is always righteous. A thief clearly doesn't fit with it. Although the Heavenly Flying Immortal is more complete and advanced than your Water Splitting sword intent, it is far inferior to mine when I use it!"

Zeng Jing thought for a moment and said, "You mean the Heavenly Flying Immortal in the Wheel King's hands is just a sharp sword, but in your hands, it is truly a union of man and sword?"

"Exactly."

"Then why can you use the Heavenly Flying Immortal so powerfully?" Jiang Asheng asked, puzzled.

Ling Xiao snorted, "Haven't you noticed? When I use the Heavenly Flying Immortal, I always face my opponent head-on, because only then can I fully unleash its power. Do you think I have nothing better to do than to have a passionate duel with an old eunuch?"

"You don't need to be so blunt! But you're not Ye Gucheng himself. I don't believe that just the determination to face an opponent head-on can perfectly use the Heavenly Flying Immortal!" Zeng Jing looked at Ling Xiao, expecting an explanation.

Ling Xiao raised an eyebrow, "What? You're so curious? Then die in ignorance! Oh ahahaha!" He laughed and walked towards the black-clothed killers, leaving the two of them with black lines on their faces.

Ling Xiao actually had plans for his future. The Heavenly Flying Immortal, to outsiders, is naturally a rare and supreme skill, but for Ling Xiao, it's just a transition! It's like a game divided into early, mid, and late stages. The Heavenly Flying Immortal should be Ling Xiao's biggest trump card in the early and mid stages. As for the late stage, it depends on the crystal sword intent in his body!

To use someone else's sword intent proficiently, one must have a deep understanding and a matching mindset. The former depends on talent and opportunity, the latter on fate. If you can't meet the original owner of the sword intent, it's hard to understand the correct mindset. But Ling Xiao doesn't have this problem. With the crystal sword intent, the Heavenly Flying Immortal is like a trembling chick! No mindset is needed; as long as he understands the sword intent, he can use it, and the more he understands, the stronger he becomes, until he reaches the same level as Ye Gucheng. As for facing the opponent head-on, it's just a way to fool Zeng Jing and her husband. He just knew he would win, so he came out to show off!

(7:1! Comrades! Did anyone guess it?)

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