The man in the black robe instinctively felt a threat.
Logically, the strength of the youth was far inferior to his, and he shouldn’t have had this feeling.
The youth attacked him with moves no different from before. Whoever taught the youth’s spear technique was a mystery, as it was exceptionally simple - the same few moves over and over, but each was deadly!
The youth held the Red-Tasseled Spear with both hands, chopping it down viciously towards him!
He swung his sword to block.
To his surprise, although the youth’s moves were still the same, the power seemed to have increased by several folds, numbing his arms and hands!
The youth afforded him no time to recover, with the second thrust of the spear already on its way. He once again chose to defend with his sword. The heavy Red-Tasseled Spear pressed down on his raised sword, the youth’s immense strength sinking him several inches into the ground!
What had the youth done just now?
How had his strength increased so much?
When the youth’s third spear strike came, he finally stopped choosing to defend. Instead, he went on the attack, only to be forced back more than ten steps by the youth’s Red-Tasseled Spear!
The youth hadn’t even taken a single step back!
A flash of extreme astonishment crossed the eyes of the man in the black robe.
Indeed, he hadn’t used all his power in the fight against the youth because he couldn’t afford to - just as a top-grade horse could at most travel four hundred li in one day, but running the full distance would kill it.
The man in the black robe had started with only fifty percent of his strength, which he thought was more than sufficient.
Now, however, he had no choice but to increase it to sixty percent.
Since arriving in Zhan Country, this was the first person to force him to exert sixty percent of his power.
After several more exchanges, the youth’s attacks were fiercer with each move, without a single feint, all were kill shots!
The man in the black robe suffered injuries, both internal and external, enduring pain from all over his body.
In contrast, though the youth was also wounded, he seemed completely oblivious to the pain, relentlessly attacking without regard for the tears in his flesh and the blood flowing from them!
Losing the sense of pain during a fight is a very dangerous thing; it indicates which parts can no longer bear strain. Without this judgment, the consequences can be terrifying.
Gu Jiao struck with another spear thrust, with the force of mountains and rivers, her killing intent immense.
Seeing things go awry, the high-ranking expert in the black robe decided not to hold back in his fight with the youth. He directly increased his power to eighty percent, enough to completely overpower the youth’s level!
Of course, this was the limit for safe combat. Pushing beyond that would be deeply damaging to himself, or might result in both enemies dying together.
To kill this youth, even if it meant sustaining injuries, was worth it.
The expert in the black robe thought so as he launched his most fierce attack towards the youth.
He thought he could finally finish off the youngster, but to his astonishment, the youth’s power surged once again!
How could this be?
The expert in the black robe was stunned!
He gritted his teeth.
Fine, then a mutual destruction it was!
The expert in the black robe pushed his power to the limit! The meridians within his body could not withstand such terrifying power and began to burst, blood flowing from all his orifices!
He channeled all his internal energy into the treasured blade in his right hand, swinging it ferociously at Gu Jiao!
A wet sound rang out as a Red-Tasseled Spear mercilessly pierced through his chest!
He looked at the youth before him in disbelief, unable to understand how this had happened.
The youth approached him coldly, gripping the Red-Tasseled Spear with one hand, and with a fierce push, it passed completely through his body!
The expert in the black robe fell to the ground, ramrod straight; dying without understanding how he had been killed by such a young youth.
He looked up at the unfathomable expanse of the sky.
The God of Killing.
He had seen the God of Killing.
It was all over. Outside the Phoenix Pavilion, on the Official Road, there was a deathly silence, the air heavy with the scent of blood.
Gu Jiao held the Red-Tasseled Spear, her pupils dark as she looked towards the road ahead, her gaze unfocused.
Her killing intent didn’t diminish with the fall of the high-ranking expert in the black robe.
She still wanted to kill.
If she couldn’t kill someone else, she would kill herself.
"Chirp!"
Xiaojiu flapped its wings, circling above Gu Jiao’s head.
"Chirp chirp!"
Xiaojiu called out to Gu Jiao.
"Cooh!"
"Cheep!"
"Cluck!"
Gu Jiao pointed the Red-Tasseled Spear towards Xiaojiu.
Scared but undeterred, and with its feathers puffed out, Xiaojiu chirped: "Chirp!"
Xiaojiu was extremely frightened but didn’t flee.
It bravely flew above Gu Jiao’s head, pecking at her hairband with its beak.
"Chirp!"
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