Seeing his attacker to be around 30 or 40 years old male, Jian Chen didn’t think the man was sturdy looking at all. His plain looking clothes caused the man to appear extremely ordinary. If the man didn’t have his right hand raised up to its full height with a cyan colored Guan Dao in his hand, he would not look threatening at all. Nothing about him was remarkable enough to draw a person’s attention towards him.
Translation Note: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Guandao
While Jian Chen was measuring the male in front of him, the man was calmly staring back at Jian Chen while saying, “You’re quite strong, so your opponent has to be me!” He looked at Jian Chen with an even stare. It seemed as if Jian Chen was the only one in his eyes right now; the man seemed to completely ignore the screams and shouts ringing out around them.
Jian Chen’s vision slowly swept his surroundings. The man stood in a position amongst the bandits that clearly stated his status wasn’t low. Although there were still plenty of bandits around Jian Chen, once they had seen the man fight against Jian Chen, they had all started to drift towards other mercenaries to fight.
Jian Chen’s face changed as he realized that this would be the first life or death battle he would be involved in ever since his arrival in this new world. Despite being a veteran of over a hundred battles, and having confidence that he was unrivalled in the ways of the sword, Jian Chen was not at all sure that he would be able to land a killing blow on this new person. Based on the man’s previous attack, the man’s strength was stronger than his own, and since the man’s attribute was wind, his movements wouldn’t be any slower either.
The middle aged man looked at Jian Chen and slowly brought his Guan Dao higher into the air. The blade of the Guan Dao enwrapped itself in a cyan glow as the wind slowly revolved around the man.
Taking note of the man’s movement, Jian Chen’s focus reached its peak as he prepared himself. Even if he were to use the Profound Steps, his enemy’s strength was far too strong, and with his wind attribute Saint Force that made him specialized in speed, he didn’t dare find out what the outcome would be.
“Ha!”
Suddenly, the man shouted loudly and dashed forward at a mighty speed towards Jian Chen. The middle aged man’s speed was almost terrifying, and in the blink of an eye, the Guan Dao was almost invisible as it swung down onto Jian Chen’s neck.
Jian Chen’s head tilted to the side as the Guan Dao swept past his head. As the blade came downwards, a few strands of hair were cut from Jian Chen’s head.
As Jian Chen’s head bent to one side, he leaned his body forward and immediately strided out. Rapidly closing in onto the man, his Light Wind Sword flashed with a bloody red as it lashed out like lightning towards the man’s heart.
Against the stronger male, Jian Chen was pulling out all of the stops without hesitation. Jian Chen’s speed was so fast that it was his current physical limit; in the blink of an eye, the Light Wind Sword had already hit the middle aged man’s stomach. The tip of the sword immediately became wrapped in Sword Qi as it pierced through the man’s body.
Seeing the tip of the sword pierced his body, the middle aged man’s expression suddenly changed to one of shock. However, the middle aged man reacted soon afterwards, and the strong Saint Force from within him had been drained. The ultimate form of a weapon being to able to fiercely attack and defend at close range was important. Although, the Saint Force surrounding his body was just as thin as he thought it was initially.