This Lady Is Trying to Kill Me

Chapter 55: Small Fry of Jianghu

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Swoosh!

A gust of wind suddenly swept across the street!

The old man only paid attention to the movements in the bookstore from the corner of his eye, but the ‘panicked’ young saberman in front of him seemed to have instantly changed into a different person.

Ye Jingtang didn’t use the Hornless Dragon Saber in front of him to choose any method to break the move. Instead, he exerted strength in his feet and pushed the saber forward with his body, performing a progressive slash with lightning speed!

This saber move was very unskillful. There were no feints or defense at all. It relied on terrifying explosive power to directly strike the opponent.

The old man had rushed within seven steps and had no chance to dodge.

If it were an ordinary martial artist, they would have been slashed in the chest and waist by this saber move the moment they were distracted.

However, the old man was not an ordinary martial artist. When he was at his peak, he had killed a Grandmaster. Since he was old, his physique had weakened, but his experience had not.

The old man stabbed straight at Ye Jingtang’s heart. Ye Jingtang pushed his saber forward and slashed. Logically speaking, he should slash the iron cane. Otherwise, he would definitely be stabbed through first.

But Ye Jingtang had no intention of striking the iron cane at all. He had already raised his speed to the extreme, and there was no room for him to change his move.

The old man could tell that Ye Jingtang wanted to exchange life for life with him and bet on their courage to force him to defend himself. A hint of mockery appeared in his eyes.

After all, this move was too easy to break. With the advantage of being the first to attack, the old man only needed to pierce Ye Jingtang’s heart with his cane and swing it horizontally at the same time to use the tail to protect his midline and block the saber to break this move made in desperation.

The old man did this, but…

Thud!

There was a muffled sound!

The old man stabbed with all his might. The iron cane was like the tip of a spear as it stabbed straight at Ye Jingtang’s left chest.

But the old man was shocked to discover that the iron cane had been blocked by something and couldn’t pierce this child’s chest at all!

The length of their weapons was about the same. If he missed, the blade would already reach his arms. There was no chance to break through Ye Jingtang’s defense with an inch of force.

The old man could only move the iron cane horizontally in front of him.

But the power contained in this slash was far greater than he had imagined!

Clang!

The sound of metal colliding resounded on the quiet street!

Although the cane blocked the blade, it couldn’t block the power contained in the blade.

The old man didn’t stab Ye Jingtang’s chest, and there was no fulcrum on the other end of the iron cane, so how could he block Ye Jingtang’s two-handed, full-strength slash with one hand?

The iron cane directly struck his body, and his bamboo hat immediately shattered. The blade grazed his cheek and cut off half of the old man’s right ear.

Bam!

In just one exchange, the old man, who had appeared with an extraordinary and oppressive aura, had been blown back and flew toward the house across the street.

Ye Jingtang knew that the other party was most likely an old Grandmaster. It wasn’t easy for him to pretend to be weak and deal a hard blow. How could he give the opponent a chance to make a comeback?

At the same time that the old man flew out, Ye Jingtang followed him like a shadow, spun around, and slashed down at the old man who had yet to land.

This slash was the third saber move that Ye Jingtang had comprehended while waiting for Dongfang Liren in the afternoon!

Swoosh!

The two saber moves linked together without any gaps. The speed was so high that even seeing them clearly was an extravagant hope, let alone blocking them.

This was exactly the valiant aspect of the Eight-Steps Frenzied Blade. It went all out and only attacked without defending. As long as the user struck with the saber and made the opponent lose their balance, the opponent would basically die.

The Eight-Steps Frenzied Blade was too ferocious. It spared no effort in erupting with strength, and it consumed a lot of energy. It was very easy for the user to tear and pull their muscles. There was even a saying that went: One move with the left hand and one move with the right hand, go home and recuperate. Even Kuang Yazi, the Saber Chief of the previous dynasty, could only use eight saber moves consecutively, so it was called the Eight-Steps Frenzied Blade.

There were very few people in the world who could deliver eight saber slashes in a row, but there was basically no one who could withstand eight slashes from ancient times to the present. Normally, the outcome would be decided in one slash.

The old man was sent flying, and his bamboo hat shattered, revealing his wrinkled old face. His eyes were full of shock when he recognized that this was the Eight-Steps Frenzied Blade. He knew that he had fallen into a desperate situation, so he could only hurriedly raise his iron cane in the air to block.

Dang!

A saber slash that could split a mountain!

The old man, who had yet to hit the house, was smashed into the ground from midair.

Boom!

The blue bricks on the street instantly shattered, gravel flew everywhere, and a circular pit formed.

The aftershock of the airwaves even blew up the pages of the books in the bookstore and scattered Dongfang Liren’s hair.

“Pfft—” The old man slammed into the ground and spat out a mouthful of blood. His face turned sickly red.

In this desperate situation, the old man’s movements were still not slow. He kicked the ground with both feet and slid backward. At the same time, he raised his iron cane and stabbed.

Ye Jingtang was standing upright and could advance and retreat freely. The old man had already fallen to the ground with severe injuries. It was impossible for him to break the Eight-Steps Frenzied Blade.

When the old man fell to the ground, he tried his best to counterattack. It was nothing more than death. He wanted to exchange death for injury and bite the opponent even if he died.

But what the old man didn’t expect was that the young saberman was so steady that it made one’s hair stand on end!

He didn’t even trade injury for death. As soon as he raised his hand, the young saberman decisively jumped backward, landed in front of the bookstore’s door, and put his saber back into its sheath.

Crack! Crack!

The commotion came to an abrupt stop!

The sheathing of the saber was clean, neat, and indescribably elegant. In the old man’s eyes, he felt that he had already been cut by Ye Jingtang’s saber unknowingly, and his head rolled to the ground.

From the corner of his eye, he saw that half of his ear was missing. He wasn’t dead yet…

The old man was a little stunned, but he still grabbed onto the life-saving straw. He immediately jumped onto the roof across the street and assumed a defensive posture. He stared at Ye Jingtang as if he was facing a formidable enemy. “Eight-Steps Frenzied Blade?!”

Ye Jingtang didn’t respond. He just pressed his hand on the hilt of his saber and scanned the street with a cold gaze.

In the bookstore, Dongfang Liren had stuck her head out when Ye Jingtang drew his saber. Now, her eyes were like a fangirl’s looking at a handsome knight.

When Ye Jingtang made the two slashes and flew back elegantly, Dongfang Liren thought that the assassin had been killed. She was about to faint from Ye Jingtang’s peerless elegance.

But when she looked at the other side, the assassin’s face was full of relief for having survived. He looked as if he was about to cry from fear of Ye Jingtang…

?!

The assassin isn’t dead. Why are you posing so handsomely? Dongfang Liren’s gaze was indescribable. “You…”

Ye Jingtang held the hilt of his saber and scanned the surrounding houses with his stern eyes. His voice was cold and cautious. “How can such a small fry of Jianghu dare to assassinate Your Highness alone? This person is bait. There must be experts around.”

Small fry? Dongfang Liren’s eyes were full of surprise as she thought, According to the information, the Blood Bodhi is a true Grandmaster. It’s just that he’s a little old…

But on this occasion, she didn’t dare to disturb Ye Jingtang. She hurriedly hid behind the counter to avoid dragging him down.

And on the other side…

Under a misjudgment, the old man was severely injured after two consecutive slashes and felt as if he had just walked through the gates of hell.

Hearing these words, he immediately understood why this unfathomable young saberman had stopped. He felt that he was too weak and wasn’t the main force. Afraid of being ambushed by more assassins, he didn’t dare to move away from the Prince of Jing rashly.

The old man had roamed Jianghu for decades, but this was the first time he had been treated as cannon fodder by his opponent. It was simply a great humiliation!

But the opponent was indeed unfathomable. He couldn’t even withstand the Eight-Steps Frenzied Blade, so he couldn’t try to see if the other party knew the Dragon Slaying Decree. In his opinion, there was a high chance that he did.

Seeing that Ye Jingtang had also ‘misjudged’, the old man said without hesitation, “Go!”

Then he flew back and retreated, acting as if his accomplices were nearby and coordinating from a distance. He flew farther and farther away.

Ye Jingtang still put on a cautious expression as he scanned the street. Only when the assassin completely disappeared did he secretly heave a sigh of relief. You call yourself a Grandmaster? You’re even inferior to Third Lady.. What the hell…