Chapter 27

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It seemed that someone was quietly approaching, heading towards the cave.

The footsteps were very light, but Tan Yu's hearing had improved a lot since three days ago.

In the vast Shen Nong Great Forest, there were countless broken ice and branches, all buried under the vast snow. Unless one had reached the realm of a master, where their lightness skill could truly achieve the level of leaving no trace on the snow, even the strongest dark realm practitioner would inevitably make some sound.

Even when Shi Huang returned last night, from several yards away at the cave entrance, not a single detail escaped Tan Yu's ears. Of course, Tan Yu wisely did not mention this detail but continued to practice his skills, ignoring it.

Tan Yu was about three or four yards away from the cave entrance.

A black shadow flashed at the entrance, followed by a bright sword.

The sword was four feet long, nearly four fingers wide. Considering that the commonly used ring-handled saber of the Eastern Han Empire's army was only slightly wider than two fingers, this sword could be called a giant sword.

The sword's spine reflected the afternoon sunlight, a beam of light flashing past Tan Yu's eyes, making him squint and say irritably, "Guest, don't shine the afternoon sun in my eyes, it will make me even sleepier."

"Hmph! Hmph! Sorry about that!" A man in a black robe squeezed into the cave.

The man, holding the sword, slowly walked closer. "Why is it you, kid? Where's the old man Shi?"

"He should be back in an hour or two." Tan Yu remained seated cross-legged, answering calmly, "Young Master Jin Wei, you're really early!"

His ears twitched slightly; there was probably someone else outside, too far away and too quiet to hear clearly. Was it that girl Zeng Yinyin?

"Last night, I squatted for a long time, and this morning, my throat hurt so much that I had to get up and move around. Fortunately, my luck was good!" Jin Wei reached the center of the cave, looked around, and then paid no more attention. The cave, though not small, was shallow and could hide nothing.

"Does Young Master Jin think this is good luck?" Tan Yu asked sarcastically. Finding where Shi Huang was hiding did indeed require some luck, but it was unclear whether the subsequent events would bring good or bad luck.

"What did that old man do to you? Xiaodie and the others are worried about you." Jin Wei wandered back, smiling, "We searched for three days to confirm this place. You didn't suffer, did you?"

"Heh, Xiaodie is really nice." Tan Yu smiled, "Thank you, Young Master Jin, for your concern."

"Of course, who made you the one Miss Zeng specifically wanted to save!"

"Is Miss Zeng not outside?" Tan Yu asked suddenly as Jin Wei came closer.

"Of course not. She hates me being nearby, even when she needs to relieve herself, she's on edge." Jin Wei chuckled.

"Actually, you don't have to be so honest with me. I'm not interested." Tan Yu shook his head slightly.

Jin Wei laughed loudly, forcefully sheathing his broadsword, his eyes narrowing, two cold rays of light staring at Tan Yu.

"Yes, I hate it too! I don't like the smell in this cave! And I like you the least!" He emphasized, "So, I have to kill you quickly and go find them to continue enjoying the snow scenery in the great forest."

Tan Yu was startled.

"I am the victim and also an enemy of the Shi family. How can you be so unreasonable?" Tan Yu shouted in protest.

"What do you and I have to talk about?" Jin Wei smiled, but his words were icy cold, "Just because you look a bit handsome?"

A fierce killing aura suddenly enveloped Tan Yu's chest.

Tan Yu felt as if it would shatter his head, neck, chest, and abdomen all at once.

He suddenly tilted his head back, his body pulled by a great force, rapidly pressing backward, lying flat in the air.

A classic cross-legged iron bridge.

He felt a light breeze pass by his face, a concentrated sharpness brushing past, filled with hatred.

Tan Yu shifted his center of gravity, slowly arching his body to sit up, looking at the other person with a hint of disappointment in his eyes.

"Uncle Jin Wei, we met by chance over a thousand miles, it's a rare bond. Why be so domineering?"

Jin Wei, missing his strike, had already retreated to his previous position, looking at Tan Yu thoughtfully. His boxing skills were always on par with his swordsmanship, and he was quite confident.

He didn't expect to miss on this weakling.

"Kid, at your age, you wouldn't understand! From the first time you called me uncle... I didn't like you." Jin Wei squinted, his eyes cold, "Actually, I know Yinyin isn't interested in you at all. If it weren't for Xiaodie and Lady Deng's request, she wouldn't even give you a second glance."

"Lady Deng?" Tan Yu was taken aback.

"Exactly! I don't know why they all want to save you, and I don't want to know!" Jin Wei slowly drew his sword, the four-finger-wide long sword gradually shining, revealing a fierce appearance, "You caught Lady Deng's eye, sooner or later, you'll also catch Yinyin's attention... In the past, I was too soft-hearted, and as a result, Deng Qianwan made his move first. I won't make the same mistake again, kid, just accept your fate!"

A cold light suddenly radiated, countless sharp rays dancing in all directions, enveloping the area around Tan Yu.

In that instant, Jin Wei had already drawn his long sword, rushing forward, and slashing continuously with over ten strikes.

A series of clear, ringing sounds, like celestial music, echoed in the cave. Sparks from the clash of metal scattered within the area.

When the light faded, Jin Wei retreated to his original position, holding his sword horizontally in front of his chest, his face stern. There was a small tear on his left shoulder, revealing broken silk.

In front of him, Tan Yu held a green short sword in his right hand, hanging naturally at his side. His chest had been slashed, his outer clothing torn by half a foot, revealing the black leather jacket underneath.

However... Jin Wei seemed to be using not sword techniques.

"What kind of saber technique is this, so flashy?" Tan Yu's expression was calm, his eyes fixed on Jin Wei's broadsword. This guy used such a thick sword because he was also proficient in saber techniques.

"Seventeen consecutive Wind Chasing Slashes!" Jin Wei looked at Tan Yu's short sword, "Your sword is good, today I'll have a good harvest."

"You'll have to be alive to take it." Tan Yu smiled, "Why use saber techniques? Is your sword technique not good enough?"

Jin Wei didn't want to answer but couldn't help it, "My sword technique is a hundred times better than yours, kid."

"Then why not use sword techniques? Are you afraid that if you kill me with a sword, Lady Deng and Miss Zeng will recognize the wounds? How hypocritical!" Tan Yu mocked.

The sword light flashed again.

Tan Yu desperately swung his short sword, fighting back with all his might.

The two quickly separated again. Jin Wei sneered, "Do you know how powerful my sword technique is now?"

This time, the sword light flashed only five times, and a large hole appeared in the sleeve of Tan Yu's left arm. But he knew he had been hit not just there; there was also a large wound on his back, even more severe, cutting through his family's protective leather jacket. He could clearly feel the blood flowing.

Tan Yu gritted his teeth, coldly saying, "Dark realm bullying the bright realm, uncle bullying a kid! You're really a sword master! Your whole family are sword masters!"

"Kid, your mouth is sharp! Your sword's material is good, on par with my Giant Que. Unfortunately, your sword technique is too poor, unworthy of it! Even if I only use saber techniques, you're still doomed." Jin Wei, enraged, attacked even more fiercely.

Tan Yu successfully provoked Jin Wei, but at this moment, he himself was almost driven to distraction.

I'm a spear practitioner, okay? Sword techniques? Apart from memorizing sword manuals and heart sutras, where can I find a teacher to guide me?

Actually, when Tan Yu was young, he had practiced various weapons, including spears, sabers, swords, and halberds. However, he had been bedridden for a long time, only able to practice in his mind, which naturally reduced the effectiveness by a lot. Moreover, he had only recovered for a year, and although he had a fine sword like the Celestial Master's Sword, his coordination was still poor. Under the pressure of an experienced dark realm practitioner like Jin Wei, the gap became immediately apparent.

What to do? He was completely no match! If this continued, he would surely die, and a few more wounds would drain all his blood...

There must be another way.

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