Ascending the Human Ranking

"Bald thief, so you have a day like this too!"

"Bald thief, you actually dared to attack Evil Ridge? Stumped now, are you? A sect with such strict precepts is the easiest to handle!"

"Chop him up!"

The bandits raised their sabers, roaring as they charged in to kill him.

Their gleaming sabers whistled through the air and chopped down at Little Meng's head!

"You don't dare provoke Brother Gu, and you don't dare provoke brother Bai, so you're treating me, Little Meng, as a soft target?"

Little Meng laughed in fury. He instinctively circulated his inner force, only to find his dantian utterly empty. Only then did he remember that his martial arts had been crippled.

Yet Little Meng did not panic.

Even without inner force, the Golden Bell Shield at the completion of the fifth level had made Little Meng's body exceptionally formidable.

What was more, in pursuit of the ideal of "white clothes like snow, sword energy like frost," Little Meng had also learned a sword art.

This sword art required no inner force, yet could still unleash peerless might.

"Solitary Sword! Arrow Breaking Style!"

Little Meng's expression was calm as he thrust out his longsword. Though he moved later, he struck first, sweeping it ghostlike before the four mounted bandits' eyes, treating their eyes as concealed weapons!

As that sword thrust out, time seemed to slow. Everything around him seemed to vanish, leaving only the four bandits' savage eyes shining before Little Meng like a string of light bulbs.

The sword flashed like a cold star, then vanished.

"Argh..."

A burst of miserable screams rang out. The four bandits clutched their eyes and wailed in agony as they tumbled headfirst from their galloping horses.

"Pathetic!"

Little Meng gave a cold snort and stood with one hand