Mad Saber Three Stacks Wave

"So you want one of the Yu Family's official martial arts?" Junior Sister Yu asked again.

"Not exactly. I understand the principle of not biting off more than you can chew when cultivating. I already have Mad Saber Three Stacks Wave, so why would I waste my energy and hard work learning another official martial art?"

"Then what exactly do you want?" Junior Sister Yu was about to explode; this guy was too infuriating.

"Naturally, I want you... I want to become the Yu Family's son-in-law, your husband!" the man said with a boastful laugh.

After speaking, he narrowed his eyes and continuously sized up Junior Sister Yu.

"You... Dong, are you toying with me? Do you really think a mere broken saber technique could make me give myself to you? Dream on."

Junior Sister Yu was furious. This Dong fellow wanted to take advantage of her and leave her completely used up; it was pure wishful thinking.

Did he think she didn't know his plan?

If he could have her, become the Yu Family's son-in-law, he could also enjoy the Yu Family's martial arts resources and official martial arts, and money would come easily.

It could be said to be killing multiple birds with one stone, but she wasn't stupid. Where in the world could such a good thing exist?

"Junior Sister Yu, I'm merely informing you, not asking for your choice. Right now, you have no room to choose."

The man surnamed Dong smiled slightly, his expression confident, as if victory was within his grasp.

"What do you mean by that? You..."

Junior Sister Yu's expression turned grave as she pointed at the man, suddenly realizing something was wrong.

Her whole body suddenly felt weak, unable to muster any strength. What was happening?

"Heh heh heh, after absorbing my Soft Muscle Powder, you can just wait to become my wife," the man surnamed Dong said with a sinister laugh. He then stepped forward and threw a punch.

Junior Sister Yu immediately drew her saber to block, but her arm was weak, and her speed was very slow. Before she could even finish drawing her saber, she was hit in the chest by the punch.

She was sent flying, crashing into the wall, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Dong, Dong Qiang, you, you are too despicable and shameless! If you hadn't used Soft Muscle Powder, you wouldn't be my match at all."

"I've already cultivated Mad Saber Nine Forms to the third level, and I've also cultivated my family's inherited Yu Family Saber Technique to the third level."

"In a normal duel, you're no match for me."

Junior Sister Yu said indignantly, despair etched on her face.

Dong Qiang sneered:

"As I said, don't bite off more than you can chew. What's the point of you practicing so many techniques?"

"The martial world, you know, doesn't rely on fighting and killing, but on connections and social skills. With your foolish intelligence and lack of vigilance, if you weren't the Third Miss Yu, you would have died ten times over already."

"Next, please enjoy yourself, Junior Sister Yu. We are a match made in heaven, and together we will be a powerful force..."

"Huh? Who's there?"

Suddenly, Dong Qiang noticed an old beggar appearing at the alley entrance, walking over with a mournful expression.

"Please, kind sir, spare some change. I haven't eaten in nine days and I'm starving to death."

The old beggar hadn't managed to beg for any food all day, as he couldn't compete with the younger beggars.

Seeing Dong Qiang in the alley, he instinctively asked for alms.

"I have plenty of food here, but it depends on whether you can eat it all," Dong Qiang said with a sinister grin, drawing his saber and charging forward.

"S-sir, what are you doing?"

"What do you think? I'm going to silence you!"

The beggar wasn't an idiot and immediately turned to run. His speed was surprisingly not slow, not looking like someone who hadn't eaten in three days.

The two chased each other, one in front and one behind, and soon rounded a corner.

Just as Junior Sister Yu was struggling to get up and escape, she suddenly saw a black-clad person wearing a mask and a bamboo hat appear beside her.

"You are..."

"Bang!"

Zhao Han delivered a kick to her, causing Junior Sister Yu to spit out blood again.

He squatted down, stared at her, and said in a low, muffled voice:

"The Mad Saber Nine Forms and Mad Saber Three Stacks Wave you just mentioned, what's their connection? I'm quite interested."

"Hmph, I didn't expect Dong Qiang to be the mantis, with a hidden yellow bird behind him."

Junior Sister Yu didn't answer, instead looking at him with disdain.

"What the hell are you being so arrogant about!"

"Slap!"

Zhao Han slapped her across the face, instantly causing Junior Sister Yu's right cheek to swell.

"Slap!"

Then he slapped her again, causing her left cheek to swell as well.

"You... you dare hit me?"

"So what if I hit you? You speak so arrogantly, with such a sharp tone. If I don't hit you, who should I hit?"

"Slap!"

Another slap instantly brought Junior Sister Yu back to her senses.

This person wasn't Dong Qiang.

She still had use for Dong Qiang, so he wouldn't kill her; but this stranger of unknown origin might kill her without hesitation.

"See how powerful I am? If you don't want to be disfigured, just tell me honestly. Otherwise..."

"Bang!"

Zhao Han threw a punch, directly creating a large dent in the wall, which cracked all around, showing the immense power of his fist.

"Muscle Refining, a Muscle Refining Realm martial artist!" Junior Sister Yu exclaimed with wide eyes.

This person was too despicable and shameless, robbing a Skin Refining Realm cultivator as a Muscle Refining Realm cultivator. Did he have any shame?

But facing the terrifying Zhao Han, Junior Sister Yu was helpless and could only slowly say, "Help me kill Dong Qiang. He should have the Mad Saber Three Stacks Wave on him. Once I get it, I'll tell you the answer."

Zhao Han sneered, "It seems you're not entirely foolish. You want to use me to kill with a borrowed knife."

"But can't I capture Dong Qiang and make him talk? Why waste my breath on you?"

"Hmph, Dong Qiang doesn't know the key part. He only knows that I desperately need the Mad Saber Three Stacks Wave," Junior Sister Yu said, seemingly fearless.

"It seems I really have to listen to you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Dong Qiang, covered in blood, rounded the corner and saw Zhao Han appear.

That beggar couldn't outrun the young man, and Dong Qiang caught up and cleaved him down with a single saber strike.

In the cultivation world, this was the plight of the lower class. Facing martial artists, all they could do was dodge and flee. Whether they lived or died depended on the martial artist's mood.

"Who are you?" Dong Qiang demanded with wide eyes, not stopping his advance.

"The one who's going to kill you!"

Zhao Han said casually, then instantly flashed forward.

"So fast!"

"Mad Saber Three Stacks Wave!"

Seeing Zhao Han's incredible speed, Dong Qiang knew he had encountered a master and immediately unleashed the martial art he had recently learned.

The Mad Saber Three Stacks Wave, waves like a raging sea, each wave surpassing the last, the hind wave crashing down on the front!

Zhao Han, wanting to experience the Mad Saber Three Stacks Wave, didn't go all out. Instead, he let Dong Qiang unleash his attack.

"Hah! Die! First Wave!"

Dong Qiang unleashed the first wave, his aura immense. Unfortunately, he hadn't mastered it yet, possessing only the momentum but lacking the power.

"Is that all!" Zhao Han scoffed, dodging the attack with a backward kick.

"Fast, too fast! He actually saw through my move and dodged it. Could it be..."

Dong Qiang was shocked inwardly, realizing the opponent's strength far surpassed his own, likely being in the Muscle Refining Realm.

How could he fight this?

"Eat my second wave!"

However, Dong Qiang was still struggling in his death throes, forcing himself to unleash the even less proficient second wave. As soon as he raised his momentum and was halfway through the move, he turned and ran.

"Nothing special!"

Zhao Han flicked his head, kicked off the ground, and with a few swift steps, caught up to Dong Qiang.

"Black Wolf Fist!"

"Bang!"

He threw a punch, striking Dong Qiang's back and sending him crashing to the ground.

Dong Qiang lay on the ground, his entire body feeling as if it had been hammered.

"Pfft!"

His back caved in slightly, countless ribs broke, and he vomited blood profusely.