Tornado Flash

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Seeing this scene, the remaining five men all took a step back. At this moment, Bai Ina's appearance and actions made them forget his age, and a desire to retreat rose in their hearts.

However, Bai Ina did not give them that chance.

With one leg slightly bent, he stomped down, pointed his long sword directly at the man in front of him, and burst forward in an instant.

"One Sword Style—Fang Thrust!"

Violent air currents gathered at the tip of the blade. This high-speed thrust seemed to pierce through the air itself, instantly penetrating a man's throat. The power of this strike was so immense that it tore half of the man's neck apart.

Warm blood sprayed into the air, yet the remaining four men felt as if they had fallen into an ice cave.

"A devil... he's a devil...!"

The men had never seen such a brutal slaughter and were terrified to the core. At this moment, thoughts of brothers and partners were cast to the back of their minds. Not a single one stood up to resist; instead, they all made the same choice: to scatter and flee.

Seeing this, a flash of ferocity crossed Bai Ina's eyes. He pivoted his long sword, using the momentum to turn his body toward one of the fleeing men. He caught up almost instantly and swung his sword horizontally, aiming for the man's head.

The man being targeted by Bai Ina's pursuit saw this and his expression changed drastically. He hurriedly held his broadsword horizontally in front of him, intending to block the strike.

"One Sword Style—May Rain!"

However, what he didn't expect was that while swinging at high speed, Bai Ina released his right hand from the hilt, letting the blade rotate downward with inertia. It bypassed the broadsword, rendering the block useless. Bai Ina's body quickly crouched, slipped behind the bandit, and caught the hilt with his left hand in a reverse grip.

Squelch—

The bandit looked at the blade protruding from his chest in disbelief, blood gushing uncontrollably from his mouth. His final thought was... why did that blade appear in that brat's left hand!

After killing this bandit, Bai Ina did not pull his sword out. Instead, he leaped up and kicked the hilt, driving the entire long sword through the bandit's body like an arrow.

In the direction the sword flew, Old Seven, one of the bandits, was sprinting away.

Whoosh—

The sudden sound of air being torn apart made his expression tighten. He tilted his head, spotted the incoming sword, and hurriedly rolled on the ground to dodge it.

However, he didn't even have time to feel relieved.

Clack.

The sound of a blade sliding into its scabbard came from behind him. Turning his head, he saw that Bai Ina had appeared behind him at some point. Bai Ina's scabbard caught the flying blade, and he stood in a drawing stance.

"One Sword Style—Iai Slash!"

A strike like an arc of a silver moon swept across Old Seven's neck in an instant. Bai Ina's body didn't even pause; the moment he landed, he stepped off the ground and headed toward the third man.

This all seemed to take a long time, but in reality, less than a minute had passed from the moment the four started running to Bai Ina killing two of them. Most of that time was spent on the chase. So, in this short minute, the other two hadn't actually run very far, and when they saw the state of the other two, their hearts were filled with horror.

But when they saw Bai Ina chasing them, their expressions changed. The two, who were not far apart, exchanged a glance and gathered together.

"Damn it, that little beast is too fast, we can't escape! Let's fight him!"

"Yeah, let's fight him!"

The two roared as if to bolster their courage and turned to pounce on the approaching Bai Ina. The scene of Bai Ina killing two people in a flash made them realize they couldn't escape, and continuing to run would only lead to being picked off one by one.

Seeing this, Bai Ina was not panicked; instead, a bloodthirsty arc curled at the corner of his mouth, like the sneer of an Asura. The sword-wielding figure suddenly turned, changing the thrust into a sweep.

After landing once, his propulsion speed increased again, and he collided with the two men almost instantly.

"One Sword Style—Tornado Flash!"

Accompanied by a cold, soft chant, Bai Ina's figure in mid-air spun rapidly. As he rotated, a dense swarm of blades appeared around him, forming a tornado.

"Ahhh... what... what is th—aaaaah!"

The two men, enveloped by the tornado of blades, were swept up instantly. They only had time to let out a shrill scream before they were turned into a rain of blood by the wind-like slashes.

Clack—

Bai Ina sheathed his sword with an expressionless face and walked toward Loxi, limping through the blood rain. Blood stained his clothes, and combined with his icy expression, he could make anyone's heart turn cold—like a bloodthirsty Asura walking out of an abyss of slaughter.

However, this hellish scene did not cause the slightest fear in the eyes of the only survivor, Loxi. Instead, an indescribable sense of being moved rose in his heart.

Bai Ina walked straight to Loxi's side, crouched down, lifted him with one hand, hoisted him onto his shoulder, and turned to walk toward the coast where the boat was docked.

"Ah..." The sudden sensation of weightlessness brought Loxi back to his senses. When he realized he was being carried on Bai Ina's shoulder, he hurriedly said, "Mr. Bai, it's okay, I can walk myself."

Bai Ina acted as if he hadn't heard, continuing to walk with a limp.

Seeing this, Loxi couldn't help but offer a bitter smile. He had realized that things decided by this Mr. Bai seemed very hard to change.

"Mr. Bai, I'm sorry, it's all because of me..."

"Just call me Bai Ina!" Bai Ina interrupted him.

"Ah—?" Loxi was stunned, then joy bloomed on his face. "Bai... Ina, after we go back, I'll bandage up and go to town to buy some meat."

"No need, rest for a day first. I'll go with you tomorrow."

"Uh, alright then..."

"..."

Under the sunlight, a limping child carried a youth slightly larger than himself, strolling step by step through the small woods. The scene looked inexplicably peaceful...