One Sword, Instant Kill—You Call That the Strongest Sequence?

A white streak suddenly passed through the crew-cut man's body.

The crew-cut man froze. He looked at Su Xing in disbelief, as if he had never imagined that someone wielding a sword could possess such terrifying strength.

His mouth opened as though he wanted to say something.

But as his lips moved, a line of blood appeared along his body from head to toe. It slowly split open before finally bursting apart with a pop, cleaving him completely in two.

"You are..."

"I am... what?"

Su Xing's icy words drifted through the night, yet no one answered. He slowly let out a breath and muttered,

"Should've killed them more slowly."

Su Xing was unexpectedly calm after killing two people.

He simply stared quietly at the two corpses that had been cut in half by a single sword strike, considering how to dispose of them.

"Throw them into the lake."

Su Xing spoke to himself.

The sword dojo where Su Xing worked was located in the suburbs. People rarely came here, and there were no surveillance cameras at all. That was why those two had dared to dump bodies in the lake. Toss the corpses into the water, wait for a rainstorm, and it would all disappear without a trace.

Unexpectedly,

they would be dealt with in exactly the same way.

After Su Xing threw the two corpses into the lake—

Rumble!

Thunder suddenly boomed across the sky.

It's... going to rain. Su Xing looked up at the sky and smiled.

Heaven was helping him.

Time to go back.

The next day.

The torrential rain from the night before had left the morning air unexpectedly muddy and damp. The whole world seemed soaked through, humid and stifling.

The white brick path outside the sword dojo had been drenched by rain, its color transformed. The steady patter of footsteps rang out upon it, accompanied by a young man's increasingly heavy breaths as he trained.

Su Yu had risen especially early.

Before dawn had fully broken, he was already up and exercising.

In the past, Su Yu would never have gotten up this early. But two months of preparation time was truly tight. To give himself more ability to protect himself in the capital, he had no choice but to change his previous lazy lifestyle.

Su Yu ran one lap, two laps, three laps around the sword dojo, all the way until his tenth lap.

Only then did a groggy man's yawn come from inside the dojo, followed by the sound of footsteps slapping against the floor.

"Hey, Xiao Yu, why are you up so early?"

"It's not often that you get summer vacation. Why not sleep in a little longer?"

Su Xing yawned as he slid open the wooden door with a clatter. Watching Su Yu already jogging outside, he spoke in surprise.

"No, bro. From now on, I'm going to try being more disciplined. No more sleeping in."

Su Yu spoke to Su Xing while running, his voice slightly breathless.

The sword dojo where Su Xing worked was enormous. One lap around it was at least a kilometer, so Su Xing soon lost sight of Su Yu as he rounded a corner, though he could still hear his voice.

"What's with a high school student being so healthy?"

"When your brother was in high school, I'd stay up chatting with my roommates and playing Three Kingdoms Kill in the middle of the night. Then I'd be late for morning reading the next day."

Su Xing sat on the steps in front of the sword dojo and joked.

He vigorously rubbed his face, clearing some of the haze from his sleepy eyes.

Su Xing looked toward the distant lakeside. Scenes from the previous night flickered through his mind again, but his expression did not change. He merely stood up, dusted off his dirt-stained pants, and said,

"So? Still running? Want your brother to run with you?"

"Sure. Running alone is boring too."

Su Yu replied between breaths. Though he was already a little tired, he had never been one to refuse his brother's suggestions. Besides, his brother was just an ordinary person. By the time he was completely unable to run anymore, Su Xing probably would be done too.

However,

things did not turn out as Su Yu had expected.

After who knew how many laps, Su Yu's face was flushed red. His legs felt light and weak, and he finally could not endure any longer. He stopped, braced a hand against the nearby wall, puffed out his cheeks, then forcibly swallowed.

After finally catching his breath, Su Yu looked at Su Xing beside him and said, "Bro... you've got incredible stamina. Your future wife is definitely going to be very happy."

"You little brat, what nonsense are you talking about?"

Su Xing grabbed a cup of tea from inside the sword dojo, scolded him, then handed it to Su Yu, who had nearly thrown up.

Su Yu took the tea and drained it in one gulp, then let out a long breath. He felt as if he had come back to life.

Only then did Su Yu look at Su Xing, who stood beside him with concern in his eyes. Su Xing looked completely calm, with only a few beads of sweat on his forehead, as though he had barely run at all.

What kind of physical fitness is this...

If an ordinary person was a one and he himself was a two, then his brother was at least above a two. And this was something that could actually be achieved through training alone.

Su Yu's astonished gaze swept over the muscles on Su Xing's body. What a pity. His brother had not awakened a Sequence; otherwise, he would definitely have been among the truly talented.

"Huh?"

"Bro, look. What happened over there?"

As Su Yu was observing Su Xing,

the corner of his eye suddenly caught sight of wave after wave of people gathering by the distant lakeside. They seemed to be residents from nearby.

This place was very remote.

There were usually no entertainment venues around,

and crowds like this rarely gathered unless something had happened.

"I don't know."

"Let's go take a look."

Even as Su Xing spoke, his legs were already carrying him over there. Of course, he knew exactly what had happened, because he was very familiar with that location.

His heart pounded like a drum.

His mind kept running through whether he had overlooked anything the night before, but he ultimately determined that he should not have left behind any traces of himself. That put him much more at ease.

Su Xing did not want to become Zhang San and turn into some outlaw maniac.

"Hey! Bro, slow down!"

Gossip was human nature.

The moment people discovered there was something to gawk at, a far denser crowd than usual could gather in an instant.

By the time Su Xing and his younger brother arrived near the crime scene, the area ahead was already packed with people, layer upon layer. From above, it looked like a slab of three-layered pork divided into three tiers.

At the very center stood several police officers in uniform.

They stared at the bloody scene with grim expressions.

The second layer consisted of the early-arriving onlookers. They frantically pulled out their phones to record, crying out things like "Holy shit!" and "Fuck!" They had never encountered anything like this in their lives. Of course, some people with weaker stomachs had already lost control and begun vomiting on the ground.

The outermost layer consisted of people like Su Xing, who had arrived later. Other than the backsides of the people in front of them, they could no longer see anything.

Then, from the outer edge, a voice suddenly rang out:

"The Special Department is taking over this incident. All unrelated personnel, leave immediately."

At those words,

the onlookers had no reaction, because they had never even heard of this department. In ordinary people's eyes, the military ranked first, and the police ranked second.

As for some Special Department, they had never heard of it. What the hell was that?

But when the police in the center heard those words, they jolted. They immediately realized the severity of the matter and began dispersing the crowd as quickly as possible, telling the innocent civilians to leave at once.

Those who needed to work went to work, and those who needed to go home went home.

After all, the police were still respected. With the police directing them, the densely packed "three-layered pork" surrounding the area quickly scattered apart, like tiny beads that had gathered together before suddenly dispersing.

The entire area abruptly returned to its usual emptiness.

"You two should leave as well. It's dangerous here!" A police officer saw Su Xing still standing nearby and hurriedly spoke.

"I understand. Thank you, Officer."

Su Xing gave him a friendly smile, took his younger brother's hand, and left. Su Yu kept his head lowered, unable to stop a worried look from appearing on his face.