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Chapter 6 - THE STORY OF THE MASKED SWORD

"Accept my attack."

YAAAAA…..!!!!

Shouted, then both feet stomped swiftly on the ground, and dashed towards the target, the other one was none other than Chen Min.

Cling... Cling...

Swinging his two swords so fast.

His voice was so loud coupled with mounting anger. The swing of the two swords hit Chen Min's body right. The arrogant youth who claimed to be a poison expert couldn't dodge the masked swordsman's attack.

Until after the two swords swung and hit Chen Min's body.

JLEB….

The masked swordsman stood a few steps away from Chen Min.

His body was bent, with his left leg bent back then right leg bent forward, and his two blades stabbed into the ground.

And after that was heard.

Dwaaaa Rrrrrrr!!!!

A loud bang was loud and ringing in the ears, with a bright red glow and thick plumes of smoke accompanying the sound of this explosion.

"Aaaa!!!" Liu shouted from the other end. He covered his entire face with both bent arms.

It seemed he was a little taken aback by this incident. His body crouched down as the explosion occurred, and as several pieces of rock scattered in the air and then a plume of smoke surrounded him.

But in contrast to this masked swordsman. From the look in the eyes that could be seen through the hole in the mask He looked relieved without any fault, after he had killed a life without mercy. For her to kill a man named Chen Min was not a problem.

Because men seem to be the scum of society that should not exist in this country.

Without giving words. There is no need for small talk after destroying the community's trash named Chen Min, the masked warrior immediately flew away from the scene.

"Masked swordsman!" Liu called him. However, he was too late, because the masked Swordsman had already left.

He stood up quickly to be able to summon the warrior who was far away, but what could be done.

The swordsman had gone far before he got to know him, or even thank him.

The hope. Hopefully on another occasion he can meet again with the mysterious Swordsman.

Someone who could kill Chen Min without mercy.

****

The story has finished. Liu praised the masked swordsman's name a lot, without him thinking about the feelings of Feng Li Xian who was there.

"So that's the short story," said Liu ending the story.

"Finally the arrogant Chen Min is not in the hands of the masked swordsman. I haven't had the chance to meet him yet," Liu said further with a sense of relief and regret.

For what reason? Because he didn't have time to get acquainted with a great swordsman whose strength matched Feng Li Qian's.

The fourth brother and the second brother who had been listening for a long time, while sitting and sipping a cup of tea, were stunned into silence.

Not without reason. Because they knew how great Chen Min was when it came to poison.

For now it's hard to say to beat Chen Min, especially dodging those poisonous needles.

Now appears a great warrior with a mask on his face. His strength can overpower Chen Min, indicating that the swordsman has martial skills above Feng Li Qian? At least it's balanced. Who knows?

Liu, Fourth Brother and Second Brother, was still stunned. Was there really a swordsman who could exceed Feng Li Qian's strength?

Let alone ordinary people who don't know anything, the disciples of Dao Bao Hu were also made curious who were the warriors who had just visited their country?

No one knows who the masked swordsman is? I don't know what it looks like? Is it a man or a woman no one knows? Then where he came from and what his name is no one knows.

He appeared in the midst of society mysteriously. People know that he is wearing a white mask with a picture of a bear. Then, his clothes are the same color as his mask and his long hair is tied up, it looks like he is wearing a bit of jewelry in his hair.

There are also those who see. On his hips tucked a sash belt of gold color gaudy, with two swords dangling on the left and right.

Seeing from the outside is already very scary, let alone its true nature? Does he have a cold blooded bloodline?

His figure is still a mystery, and the talk of many people.

*****

At night. Feng Li Qian had a hard time falling asleep. It wasn't that he didn't want to, but his brain was always forcing him not to sleep.

It was no secret that Feng Li Qian would often practice in the middle of the night.

Yes. It was at this time that Feng Li Qian often hone her skills.

The energy inside is always ready at any time. A steady stream of Chi radiated out of his body, as if to indicate that he was angry.

Feng Li Qian plays sword. He took out some basic techniques in terms of martial arts.

He jumped here and there like a squirrel in a tree. There are several hostages used for training.

"Brother!" Liu came at a somewhat chaotic time.

He was supposed to be on guard at the college tonight. To create a sense of peace. Liu routinely patrols the college.

Where did Liu come from? Feng Li Qian could read Liu's heart just from the sight of her eyes. Or else he would just look at Liu from the look in his eyes.

Feng Li Qian paused the training that had been exhausting for a while.

"You're on patrol?" asked Feng Li Qian resignedly.

Liu, immediately replied, "Yes. Tonight is my turn to be on duty."

"So it's true that no one is helping you," added Feng Ki Qian.

"Yes. Help me," Liu pleaded, rubbing his hands together, as if the area was already piled up with weapons.

"You yourself, why are you still in this place?" Feng Li Qian rebuked casually.

"Of course I'm practicing," said Feng Li Qian.

Liu is not that easy to fool. Obviously Feng Li Qian's alibi won't make Liu believe it.

"Really, but I feel like you're not practicing," Liu guessed.

In response to this, Feng Li Qian raised her voice.

CLICK…..

"You still doubt me, or this sword slashes the old one's head!"

Feng Li Qian is not a new disciple. Who would have guessed that the masked swordsman had the same ability as Feng Li Qian.

"Are you upset?"

Dao Bao Hu's senior disciple felt humiliated. Overlooked.

"I read your mind. You're really thinking about something, do I have to talk about this too?" chirped Liu, who kept on yelling at Feng Li Qian. It was as if Feng Li Qian was a thief coming out of the window.

"That's fine. I will not kill anyone, unless he is guilty," Liu concluded.

Feng Li Qian didn't want to share her feelings. Often Feng Li Qian, silent from other friends.