Legacy of the Sword Heart (Nine)
Fu Qian had been so brazen as to attack him. Jian Jingzheng had never imagined it.
His instinctive attempt to dodge had done nothing. Jian Jingzheng felt an enormous force hit him, and he went flying straight into the wall.
"Teacher Jian!"
Ruan Shuo cried out beside him, staring at Fu Qian as he backed away again and again.
"Have you gone mad?"
Mad?
Fu Qian took a step forward, a flash of crimson flickering across his hand.
You'll soon find out who's mad.
Smack!
Facing the attack of Tyrant's Fist, Ruan Shuo had done everything he could, yet still failed to dodge. The lash caught the back of his hand.
Without hesitation, Fu Qian swung again.
"Do you... really want to die that badly?"
The next moment, Ruan Shuo's body suddenly accelerated. After dodging the blow, he slowly raised his head, his tone completely changed.
Not a trace of panic remained on his face. In its place was a towering, frenzied killing intent.
"See? People really ought to be more honest."
This time, Fu Qian didn't pursue him.
"You found what you just said disgusting too, didn't you?"
"Yeah. People really ought to be honest."
Ruan Shuo let out a low, cold laugh, and a long sword appeared in his hand.
"For instance... you're all going to die today!"
Not only that, but his body cracked repeatedly as his limbs began to stretch in a grotesque manner.
When the transformation was complete, every part of him seemed to have become a blade. At a glance, he looked like a bloodthirsty praying mantis.
"Interesting. It feels like a pure embodiment of slaughter."
Fu Qian remained where he was, letting Ruan Shuo stretch out his body as he watched and commented.
"By the looks of