Chapter 550
They came like a violent wind, with a force that could topple trees and destroy all in its path.
Qian Guanyu had just leapt from the second floor when he felt a gust of wind hit his face. He instinctively reached for his sword, but just as his fingers touched the hilt, a flying axe severed his throat.
He had only managed to draw his sword three inches out before his eyes became hollow. His mouth opened and closed without uttering a comprehensible word, and he fell to the ground with a thud.
If one was close enough, they could discern the two words he desperately tried to say before his death -- too fast.
Too fast, indeed it was too fast.
Qian Guanyu prided himself on being the fastest sword in the Academy. The Academy had invested a lot in cultivating him, proving his potential in this aspect. However, he had not realized one thing, the fastest sword of the Academy is not necessarily the fastest sword in the world.
