The members studied countless combat techniques, the accumulated wisdom of generations of predecessors, reputedly capable of breaking every martial art under heaven.
But the assassins were no slouches either. They were an ancient organization that possessed true assassination techniques.
Master Gou had once told Mo Qiong that an assassin's moves could not be countered, because they had no moves to begin with. Their attacks followed no pattern.
To stab the Wrist Blade into a vital point from an inconceivable angle and at an inconceivable speed, with precision and elegance—that was their technique.
Countless rounds of training, day after day and year after year of effort, had honed their exquisite Movement Technique for blocking an opponent's view, as well as the instinct to find the best assassination route in an instant. That was the essence of their combat skills.
With Movement Technique, awareness, and the speed and force their powerful physiques provided,
they did not need any moves at all. With a king's awareness, all they needed was speed, precision, and ruthlessness. Every strike was a killing blow.
Combined with the teamwork of multiple assassins, once a member was approached at close range, surrounding and killing him was inevitable.
At that moment, Mo Qiong deeply felt how terrifying such a vicious slaughter was. At the critical moment, he decisively used Man and Sword Mutual Control.
You have no moves, and neither do I.
The sword moved his hands, rather than his hands moving the sword.
The assassins blocked his view, allowing Mo Qiong to see only their Wrist Blades. In that case, he would simply attack the Wrist Blades.
His eyes saw them, his thoughts stirred, and the sword struck. He did not need to think about techniques or how to block. If he put all his strength into colliding with