Trump Card

Trump Card

"My heavens!"

"Sixth Chieftain is so fast!"

"I only saw a shadow. I couldn't even make out the hem of Sixth Chieftain's clothes!"

"Is this a Mortal Grade Middle Stage movement technique? Terrifying indeed!"

The bandits' eyes were filled with worship and envy!

"Not bad, not bad."

Seated on the high platform, Zhou Tianba said with satisfaction, "Old Six's Seven Step Shadow Transformation has improved considerably compared to half a year ago."

The fair-skinned Second Chieftain beside him smiled. "With Sixth Brother's current speed, even I would find it very difficult to capture him."

"If even Second Brother can't do it, there's no way the rest of us could." The fat, big-eared Fourth Chieftain grinned.

Why were they able to chat and laugh so calmly? Because after accelerating, Sixth Chieftain had not rushed to attack Jun Changxiao. Instead, he kept circling around him.

"Kid!"

"I'll let you see what speed truly is!"

"Whoosh! Whoosh!"

Sixth Chieftain's footsteps grew ever faster, leaving layer upon layer of afterimages across the Training Ground. The wind he generated swept up clouds of dust.

Second Chieftain shook his head and smiled. "Sixth Brother is toying with that fellow."

"No matter how fast his sword is, it can't be faster than Sixth Brother's gale-like speed."

Several minor leaders wore broad smiles.

"Sixth Chieftain, sever that guy's tendons and make him crawl on the ground like a dog, howling in agony!"

"Torture him until he's half dead first, then chop off his limbs, gouge out his eyes, and toss him into a vat for the brothers to admire!"

Several hundred bandits clamored and shouted.

Standing on the Training Ground, Jun Changxiao's hair had been blown into disarray, and his face was covered in sand and dust. Growing impatient, he said, "Buzzing around my ears like a fly."

"Whoosh!"

He stepped forward, and the Low-grade Cold Edge Sword appeared in his hand. He thrust it fiercely ahead.

Unfortunately, he did not hit the lightning-fast Sixth Chieftain.

"Hahaha!"

"Sixth Chieftain is so fast. If someone could hit him just by randomly stabbing around, then..."

"Pfft!"

As they spoke, the bandits saw an object suddenly fly up from the Training Ground, trace a beautiful arc through the air, and roll beyond the field.

Looking closely, they saw that it was Sixth Chieftain's bald head!

The bandits' expressions changed drastically. They hurriedly turned back, only to see the afterimages on the Training Ground gradually fade away. Sixth Chieftain's headless body ran a few more laps before collapsing, blood spurting out like a gushing spring.

Jun Changxiao maintained his sword-raised stance and said blandly, "Idiot. Didn't you know how to turn? You just had to crash into my sword?"

It turned out that after casually thrusting, he had twisted his wrist and held the sword horizontally, changing the blade from vertical to horizontal.

Sixth Chieftain had been circling Jun Changxiao clockwise. Because he was moving too fast, he inevitably crashed into the blade, and his head flew straight off his body!

Not to mention the incomparably sharp Cold Edge Sword—even if a steel wire had been stretched before him, Baldy Qiang would definitely have met with disaster if he crashed into it at that speed.

It had to be said.

Sixth Chieftain's speed after using Seven Step Shadow Transformation was truly fast. With Jun Changxiao's Meridian Opening Tenth Stage cultivation, it was difficult for him to catch sight of Sixth Chieftain. But fighting did not rely on strength alone; sometimes, one needed brains as well, or one would be no different from a brute.

"Sixth Brother!"

"Sixth Brother!"

"Sixth Chieftain!"

Grief-stricken cries rose from outside the Training Ground.

"Whoosh! Whoosh!"

In an instant, an aura of fury spread through the air. Two hundred bandits all locked onto Jun Changxiao, their eyes flashing with undisguised killing intent!

"Damn it!"

The gaunt Eighth Chieftain and the shorter Seventh Chieftain charged angrily into the field. One wielded a Ring Blade, while the other carried a Wolf Tooth Mace as they attacked.

Bandits were bandits. Upon witnessing their companion's death, consumed by rage, they would not care about using numbers to bully the few.

"Whoosh!"

Jun Changxiao used his footwork to evade the two men's attacks and smiled. "What? You can't beat me, so now you're preparing to gang up on me?"

"Die!"

Fourth Chieftain and Fifth Chieftain attacked from behind, their fists carrying Spiritual Energy.

"Whoosh!"

Jun Changxiao shifted his steps and flashed to the right. The smile vanished from his face, and cold severity flickered in his eyes.

He had already realized that these savage bandits would not follow any Jianghu Rules. They were determined to swarm him and kill him.

"Great Chieftain."

Jun Changxiao said blandly, "Is this how your Black Wind Stockade treats its guests?"

Hearing this, Zhou Tianba nearly passed out from rage.

You climbed Black Mountain and killed two of my men first.

Then you entered Black Wind Stockade and killed another two of my chieftains, yet you still had the nerve to call yourself a guest?

"Hmph."

Zhou Tianba's gaze turned sinister. "Kid, you killed men from Black Wind Stockade. Even if you pay the ransom today, I'll still leave your life here."

"Whoosh! Whoosh!"

As he spoke, the four chieftains attacked from four directions.

Jun Changxiao had no confidence that he could fight four Meridian Opening Twelve Stages opponents with only the Low-grade Cold Edge Sword, so he immediately used the Flowing Cloud Footwork to evade them.

He had picked up this Flowing Cloud Footwork in Qingyang City while casually pointing out flaws to a Martial Apprentice. Though its grade was inferior to Seven Step Shadow Transformation, it was at least Mortal Grade Initial Stage, more than sufficient for avoiding the attacks of four men.

"Tap tap tap!"

Jun Changxiao moved with his footwork, dodging left and right within the limited space. Then he stopped in a safe area and said coldly, "You forced me to use my trump card!"

"Whoosh! Whoosh!"

Spiritual Energy surged around him.

"Trump card?"

"There are so many of us in Black Wind Stockade. Even if he has a trump card, he'll definitely die!"

The bandits all sneered in contempt.

The four chieftains ceased their attacks, watching to see what kind of trump card Jun Changxiao could bring out.

Resting his chin on his hand, Zhou Tianba said with interest, "Kid, I rather hope you can produce a decent trump card."

The bandits' trade was murder and robbery. If their opponent produced a decent trump card, such as a supreme weapon treasure, they would certainly seize it.

"Huff!"

Jun Changxiao released Spiritual Energy as he took a deep breath.

A moment later, the Low-grade Cold Edge Sword in his hand vanished into thin air, replaced by a weapon resembling a blade.

Facing one Martial Apprentice, six Meridian Opening Twelve Stages opponents, and two hundred vicious-looking bandits, he finally brought out the Uncollectible Blade Shouyuan had given him!

"A blade?"

Zhou Tianba shook his head in disappointment.

He used a blade as well—the long blade with which he had just killed an Iron Bone Sect disciple. It was Mortal Grade High Stage in quality, a gift from a white-bearded old man when he had roamed the jianghu years ago. Its name was the Azure Dragon Scythe Blade.

Wait!

Wasn't that fellow's blade... a little too short?

Jun Changxiao's mouth twitched as well. It was his first time summoning the Uncollectible Blade, and he discovered that the thing was only half a foot long!

Half a foot.

It was about the size of an ordinary toothbrush.

Fortunately, it was an inch wide. Otherwise, Jun Changxiao would have felt like an idiot, facing his enemies with a toothbrush in hand!

This was not scientific. Not scientific at all.

It had clearly been more than three feet long inside the Spatial Ring. How had it become so tiny once taken out? Even allowing for the difference between promotional pictures and the actual product, wasn't this gap far too huge?!

"That thing he took out is a blade?"

"Even an ordinary dagger is longer than his blade!"

"Hahaha!"

The several hundred bandits surrounding the Training Ground burst into thunderous laughter.