A Superior Skill, Liu Tong's Doom

"I never expected you to discover it!"

Liu Tong spoke calmly, not the least bit surprised by Su Chen's appearance.

Those words made Su Chen's expression darken.

"You did it on purpose?" Su Chen asked.

Liu Tong did not answer. He merely looked Su Chen up and down, seemingly judging his strength.

"Are you a descendant of the Zhu Family?"

Liu Tong suddenly asked. He sensed that Su Chen was not very old.

"The Zhu Family?"

Su Chen's expression shifted slightly at those words, and he recalled the information he had seen before.

One of Liu Tong's crimes was slaughtering all thirteen members of the Zhu Family.

But judging from what Liu Tong meant, were there still survivors from the Zhu Family?

"Forget it. Whether you're a remnant of the Zhu Family or not, since you want to kill me, leave your life behind!"

Liu Tong shook his head, unwilling to dwell on it any longer. What was the point of fussing over such things with a dead man?

Before his words had even faded, Liu Tong struck directly. Steel Saber in hand, his aura abruptly changed.

He was completely different from the kind and amiable man Su Chen had seen during the day. At this moment, Liu Tong radiated a cold, indifferent air.

Just like his blade, icy to the extreme.

As Liu Tong leaped toward him, Su Chen retreated, smashed through the window, and landed in the backyard.

A cold gleam flashed through Liu Tong's eyes. He slashed down, cleaving the wooden door apart, then darted out after him.

"Trying to run?"

Seeing that Su Chen intended to retreat, a cruel smile appeared on Liu Tong's face.

He had waited with great difficulty for Su Chen. How could he possibly let him leave so easily?

With one kick, he sent the firewood in the courtyard flying toward Su Chen.

Then he accelerated, swiftly closing in while Su Chen was blocking the attack.

"What kind of skill is it to use a saber? If you've got the guts, fight me barehanded!"

The fierce blade cut off Su Chen's path of retreat in an instant.

Facing Liu Tong's lethal assault, Su Chen had no choice but to fight as he retreated.

Liu Tong sneered at those words, and the movements of his hand became even more violent.

"Hmm?"

Yet as they fought, Liu Tong sensed that something was wrong. Su Chen seemed to be dodging, but he did so with effortless ease.

"Using me to hone your moves? Then let's see whether you have the ability!"

Liu Tong let out a cold snort, a nameless fire rising in his heart. This was the first time anyone had looked down on him so much.

His saber technique, trained to great mastery, was unleashed without reservation. His blade moved so fast it left afterimages, crashing down like a raging storm.

Within a few breaths, he had swung dozens of times, and the howling of the blade rang without end.

But unfortunately, not a single strike hit Su Chen.

Su Chen's body was exceptionally agile. His palms could even collide with the Steel Saber, producing crisp clangs of metal striking metal.

Liu Tong could not help but look sideways at him. Could this fellow be a body-tempering martial artist?

Even so, Liu Tong's attacks only grew fiercer, as he sought to subdue Su Chen quickly.

But as time passed, Liu Tong discovered in astonishment that Su Chen's evasive movements seemed to be growing easier and easier.

At the beginning, Su Chen had been like a martial artist possessing an enormous treasure trove.

But now, after Liu Tong's provocation, he had fully put that treasure trove to use.

Liu Tong was astonished, but Su Chen was also taken aback. Of course, he was even more delighted.

Although he had fought when dealing with Qian Huan and the others before, that had been a simple, brutal crushing battle.

Now that he had encountered Liu Tong, an evenly matched opponent who even surpassed him in certain aspects, Su Chen became serious at once.

The experience in fist and palm techniques infused by the panel was also gradually becoming more refined under Liu Tong's pressure.

It was like he had previously only mastered three moves, but now he could draw inferences from one instance and master nine.

Naturally, this made Liu Tong feel that dealing with Su Chen was becoming increasingly difficult.

Meanwhile, Su Chen was growing more and more relaxed.

Though the weapon limited him and prevented him from displaying his full strength, dodging was more than easy enough.

Now, it depended on who would reveal a flaw first.

"Hmph, let's see how long you can keep dodging!"

Liu Tong was holding in a breath of anger, but he still remained rational and made no mistakes.

He simply had not expected Su Chen to be so difficult to deal with.

Suddenly.

As Liu Tong exchanged blows with Su Chen, their eyes met.

His expression froze. For some reason, he seemed to see mockery in Su Chen's eyes.

Su Chen dodged Liu Tong's attack and abruptly retreated several steps, keeping a distance of three meters from him.

"Hmm?"

Liu Tong was briefly stunned, then his expression changed drastically as a numb sensation spread through his body.

"You... you poisoned me with something else too?"

His eyes widened as he stared at Su Chen in disbelief, his gaze filled with horror.

Su Chen shrugged, neither confirming nor denying it. He merely watched Liu Tong quietly.

Like a hunting beast, waiting for the moment to strike.

"Damn it!"

Liu Tong flew into a rage from shame, but the numbness spreading through his body became increasingly severe.

In less than a moment, it had spread from his body to his head, making his eyelids feel as heavy as though they were inlaid with gold.

His vision gradually blurred, and his entire body grew weak.

With a thud, Liu Tong could no longer hold himself up and dropped to one knee before Su Chen.

He shook his head, trying to use his last shred of strength to support himself and flee.

Unfortunately, Su Chen had long been on full alert. How could he allow Liu Tong to leave?

Just as Liu Tong was about to escape, Su Chen struck with his palm, hitting Liu Tong in the back and sending him flying.

With a bang, he crashed heavily to the ground, carving a trail over a meter long and kicking up dust everywhere.

Even so, Liu Tong was still alive. Relying on sheer willpower, he had not fainted.

That made Su Chen pause slightly. He picked up the Steel Saber that had fallen to the ground and walked toward Liu Tong step by step.

"Wait, don't kill me. Whatever you want, I can give it to you..."

Su Chen remained unmoved. The figure reflected in Liu Tong's pupils became ever clearer.

"You... listen to me..."

What greeted him was Su Chen's simple, decisive slash. Blood spurted forth, and Liu Tong's head fell to the ground.

The bloody scene did not stir the slightest ripple on Su Chen's face.

"Sorry, I don't want to listen!"

Only after dealing with Liu Tong did Su Chen slowly speak those words.

A moment later, Su Chen let out a long breath.

He stood there for a long while, his expression complicated.

"I nearly capsized in a gutter."

"Good thing I added Tendon Weakening Powder to the Misty Sweat Drug. Otherwise, tonight's victory or defeat would truly have been hard to say!"

"Liu Tong and I should both be at Practice Strength Perfection, but with his weapon, Liu Tong clearly held the advantage. Even if my fist and palm techniques are perfected, once I'm hit, I'll either die or be seriously injured."

"Sigh, my strength has grown because of the panel these past days, and my repeated smooth sailing has made me lose my vigilance."

"I can't be like this again in the future."

"Of course, if my strength had absolutely crushed his, this situation would never have arisen."

"So, when all is said and done, I'm still not strong enough!"