Dominating Martial King
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372: Chapter 226: One Slice (Please Subscribe)_4 372: Chapter 226: One Slice (Please Subscribe)_4 By the time Wang Ming realized what had happened, Chu Xisheng’s Gentle Wind Thunder Blade was already pressed against Wang Ming’s throat.

The blade edge ripped open Wang Ming’s collar and drew a thin line of blood at his throat.

Wang Ming had no choice but to halt in his tracks, looking at Chu Xisheng with disbelief in his eyes.

How could this guy’s Sword Speed be so fast?

At this moment, the entire arena below erupted with a resounding boom.

Everyone had the same expression on their faces.

The great ‘Mad Blade’ Wang Ming, one of the three youngest and most outstanding Swordmen within the Capital’s limits, was pointed at the throat by Chu Xisheng’s blade in the blink of an eye during the exchange?

What kind of joke was this?

Or were they dreaming?

“Fuck!”

Standing at the top floor window railing of the restaurant, Hu Kan couldn’t help but let out a curse; his eyes filled with astonishment: “Brother Chu’s Sword Skill has actually reached this level?

It took only one strike to defeat Wang Ming?”

Hu Lai’s pupils also constricted slightly.

He slammed his hand against the window railing, venting the turbulent emotions in his heart: “No wonder Brother Chu scheduled the challenge with Si Huangquan and Li Xiuzhang at 7am-9am.”

What made Hu Lai even happier was that they, the brothers, had bet twelve thousand taels on Chu Xisheng.

Nine thousand taels were what was left from before, and three thousand taels were what Chu Xisheng had stuffed into their sleeves when they parted yesterday.

The two of them went all in on Chu Xisheng, betting on a three-to-one payout for a quick victory!

“This is a true Shenxiu Ten Master!

Brother Chu is one tier lower than Wang Ming!

If he couldn’t take a seat among the Shenxiu Ten Masters, then who in this world is worthy of the name of the Ten Outstanding Sabers?”

Hu Kan was so excited that he was almost incoherent, his bushy eyebrows dancing with fervor.

He then paused and turned towards the opposite side: “Look at those people from the Debating Martial Arts Tower.”

Hu Lai didn’t need Hu Kan’s reminder, as he had already noticed the expressions of the people in the Debating Martial Arts Tower.

The faces of those three Divine Mechanism Scholars were very grave.

Unable to help himself, Hu Lai laughed: “These gentlemen must be feeling quite troubled; once reputation is damaged, it takes ten times the effort to restore it.”

However, on the platform, Wang Ming showed no signs of dejection.

After a brief moment of astonishment, a look of surprise and a hint of joy surged in his eyes.

“Your blade is much faster than it was on the boat, and I thought I had seen through you.”

Chu Xisheng remained expressionless: “You have never seen my strongest blade, my fastest blade, how can you talk about seeing through?”

As Chu Xisheng spoke, the Wang Ming he pointed at with his blade vanished into smoke and dissipated into the air.

Chu Xisheng, unfazed, stood with his blade rooted to the spot, giving a mocking laugh.

“I do not know what your Power of Nihility is, what Cultivation Technique it is, or what Bloodline Talent you possess.

However, your one hundred and seventy-seven ambushes have ingrained your Qi Power signature and your True Yuan features in my mind.”

Extreme Move: Trace of Wind!

Chu Xisheng’s blade movement was ethereal, like a shadow.

His sword passed like a gentle breeze, leaving no trace where it went except for a line of blood that was cut out behind, marking the legacy of the wind.

At this moment, Chu Xisheng’s blade was again pointing steadily behind him, at the throat of Mad Blade Wang Ming, motionless.

Wang Ming stood seven feet behind Chu Xisheng, his own blade only halfway in motion before he was forced to stop.

He looked down at the ‘Gentle Wind Thunder Blade’ before him, his face once again showing astonishment.

“You, this guy—”

Wang Ming’s figure once again turned into smoke.

But when he appeared again, he saw that familiar azure blade light slashing towards him once more.

This time, however, it didn’t stop at his throat but sheared off his hair instead.

In an instant, countless strands of hair drifted in the wind.

Immediately after, another blade edge, as fierce as lightning, swept across.

Chu Xisheng had already split his “Gentle Wind Thunder Blade” in two—one blade cut his hair, another aimed for his throat.

Mad Blade Wang Ming felt a chill surge through his body, and like a flare of the aurora, he retreated several feet backwards.

Touching his now bald scalp, he looked at Chu Xisheng with utter astonishment, “Are you retaliating?”

The fellow across from him had actually shaved off his hair?

Chu Xisheng heard this but neither confirmed nor denied, “What do you think?”

This was an eye for an eye, tooth for a tooth.

This fellow had launched sneak attacks on him a total of one hundred seventy-seven times—did he think he was so docile?

Wang Ming’s complexion immediately darkened.

He valued his head full of hair quite highly, otherwise, he wouldn’t have been so eager to chop off Chu Xisheng’s hair.

After all, “Do not do unto others what you do not want done unto yourself.”

Yet, in just the span of a breath, Wang Ming’s whole body emitted a thick black fog.

Chu Xisheng’s pupils also constricted.

His Supreme Divine Communication had already sensed some dangerous aura, like facing a fierce beast about to awaken.

Yet his heart was undisturbed, with both hands on his sword, he stood prepared.

However, Wei Feilong from the Eastern Heaven Association who was overseeing the battle, let out a light snort with a chilling voice, “You have already lost, step down!”

The presence of Mad Blade Wang Ming abruptly stifled.

Furrowing his brows in thought, he then let out a laugh and dispersed the black fog around his body, “Indeed, I have lost!”

Wang Ming knew why Wei Feilong had not intervened until now—it was because he still had the Method of Nihility to evade Chu Xisheng’s lethal blade.

But just when Chu Xisheng’s blade had cut his hair moments ago, a slight dip lower would have sliced off his skull.

Besides, there was no point in prolonging the fight.

Although Mad Blade Wang Ming hadn’t yet shown his full strength nor deployed his Bloodline Talent,

Chu Xisheng on the other hand hadn’t used all his Qi Power either.

In intelligence reports, this man was said to possess the Bloodline “Burial Sky” that grew stronger the more he was wounded.

His Vengeful Blade Intent, stirred to its limit, had not been put into play yet too.

He clasped his hands together, revealing a disenchanted smile, “Brother Chu’s sword speed is impressive, the fastest I’ve seen among those of the seventh and eighth grade.

Mad Blade Wang Ming is in awe!”

“I am flattered!”

Chu Xisheng sheathed his sword as well, “However, Brother Wang, if you dare to hound me incessantly like these past few days, I will certainly chop off your head to accompany my drink.

I am warning you now, so do not say I did not forewarn you.”

The corners of Wang Ming’s lips twitched slightly.

Indeed, he had such intentions, to follow Chu Xisheng’s ship until he could defeat him.

By now, Chu Xisheng had turned his head, looking towards the restaurant in the rear, “Huang Quan, come down and have a battle with me.

Let me see how much your sword skill has advanced since our parting at Coastal.”

If it were before today, everyone watching below would think Chu Xisheng was talking big if he dared to say this.

But at this time, everyone was rendered speechless by his challenge.

However, the person who leaped down from the building above was Divine Swallow Saber Li Xiuzhang.