Chapter 23: Killing and Destroying the Heart
Looking at the noodles, wontons, and beef on the ground, Li Ke became increasingly angry.
"You can have opinions about me, and you can have opinions about Elder Suma. After all, even money has its dislikes, but..."
Li Ke's sword began to hum. Li Ke no longer wanted to care about the fact that this sword belonged to Yongen . His Qi forced the sword to obey him and gave it a BUFF.
A weapon that can break through any obstacle.
"…What's your opinion on food?!"
Li Ke had been hungry in this world, and the winter in Ionia was just as hard to endure, so the income of a woodcutter was naturally average. Now this man had knocked over a table of delicious food in front of him when he was hungry, so Li Ke's anger was naturally imaginable.
"oh?"
The man smiled arrogantly, stepped on the beef and noodles that could still be saved, and crushed them into mud with his expensive boots.
"I'm sorry, but human food is for humans, not for cowardly dogs. All of Su Ma's disciples deserve only to be dogs in hell!"
Li Ke was no longer interested in talking to this person; the other party's murderous intent was obvious.
"I'm going to kill you, you coward! And then I'm going to kill Souma!"
The other party roared again, but Li Ke did not answer. Instead, the moment the other party opened his mouth, energy surged throughout his body. The energy that should have been calm and upright became sharper, and Li Ke's figure became faster. The man only saw a black shadow, and he felt a sharp pain in his chest.
He flew backwards, and Li Ke's figure instantly turned into a black shadow and disappeared.
Although his strength was vulnerable to Yasuo who used the Wind Control Sword Technique, and he was like a child fighting in front of Meimu, he was seriously injured and exhausted both physically and mentally.
But it's more than enough to beat a guy who doesn't know the value of food!
The cold sword light flashed in the eyes of the man who fell to the ground, but he did not feel any pain. However, the moment he rolled over in fear, he felt his hair become disheveled.
No, to be exact, his hair was cut off.
His vision was obscured by his hair, so he could only see a blurry figure. He swung out his sword to block, but the angry Li Ke had no interest in giving this guy the ability to resist.
The energy flowed through the sword, releasing a two or three millimeter long white light in front of the snow-white blade. The trembling of the sword body became more and more frequent. When it was swung, it was impossible to tell whether it was really trembling.
The sword light kept dancing at a speed that this man could not imagine. The moment he swung the sword, Li Ke's sword had already started to rotate in his hand.
Sparks flew, and the sword blade easily cut off the tip of the man's sword, but Li Ke wanted more than just that. In order to let the other party understand what happened, every time he cut off a piece of the sword blade, he would report how much he had cut off.
"One inch, two inches! Three inches! "
Feeling the sword in his hand becoming lighter and lighter, the provocateur became more and more frightened. He kept trying to retreat and block Li Ke's sword, but the more he retreated, the lighter the sword in his hand became.
“Four inches, five inches, six inches!!”
The sword in his hand continued to turn, but Li Ke's speed of thinking could not keep up with the speed of his own slashing. His hand shook, and only the hilt of the sword in the man's hand remained.
The broken sword blades fell to the ground with a clanging sound, and the sound was continuous and never stopped. This sound was like a nightmare, making the swordsman who was looking for trouble feel like he was in a nightmare.
Li Ke stopped his attack, but the man continued to retreat, waving his sword with only the hilt left in his hand. He screamed with disheveled hair, as if he was still fighting with Li Ke.
Taking a look at his footsteps, Li Ke sneered.
"Your swordsmanship is terrible, your steps are loose, your character is bad, your vision is poor, and you are not decent at all! What gave you the courage to sneak attack and kill me, and even knock my food to the ground? Is it your ignorant and arrogant heart?"
After saying that, Li Ke rushed forward again with his sword. At this point, it was impossible for him not to kill the other party. Moreover, according to the rules of Ionia, this person insulted his teacher, endangered his life, and even spoke rudely, comparing him to livestock, and he was a swordsman holding a sharp sword.
Then, even if I killed him, no one would blame me!
The reason why I didn't kill him with a single sword before was simply to kill him and destroy his heart!
Under Li Ke's accusation, the man finally came to his senses. He swung the hilt of the sword twice in a daze, then glared at the other people who were watching here with a red face, and then pointed at Li Ke angrily.
"Impossible! Impossible! You are clearly the least talented disciple at Souma's place! Master clearly said that I am the most talented swordsman around!"
Li Ke almost laughed out loud.
That's right, he was the least talented disciple under Elder Suma, because he had no magic and did not have the strong body of the Ionians.
but!
What the hell is this swordsman in front of me?
Li Ke was born with deficiencies, but this guy's efforts were not to the point where Li Ke had to compete with him in talent!
He has the body of a strong Ionian with magic, but with such swordsmanship... He may not have spent half as much time training in swordsmanship as I have!
Yasuo is very arrogant, but he practices swordsmanship every day, and even trains his wind-controlling swordsmanship under a dangerous waterfall. Yongen is indeed less talented than Yasuo, but in the eyes of others, even if he doesn't know wind-controlling swordsmanship, he can still hold up the appearance of Elder Suma.
Even if there were other disciples who did not work hard, they only tried their best at 99 out of 100 points. And before getting the simulator, Li Ke tried his best to work 120 points every day!
A mere young master of no rank who thinks he is a swordsman just because he holds a sword is worthy of being compared with Li Ke?
Is he worthy of lamenting his lack of talent?
"Do your efforts match your talents? Do your character match your gifts?"
Li Ke raised his sword. The man in front of him was obviously from a wealthy family, but so what?
The figure disappeared, and Li Ke rushed towards the young master with dignity. What he wanted was to make the other party watch his death with his own eyes.
If he hadn't blocked the sword just now, he would have fallen to the ground. When dealing with a sneak attacker, there is no need for any mercy!
He wanted to let this young master see his brains!
“Show mercy!”
Just when , another sword approached his shoulder. It was obvious that the person who attacked wanted to rescue the young master by using the strategy of besieging Wei to save Zhao.
Not only that, another person drew his sword and slashed at Li Ke's sword, trying to deflect Li Ke's weapon.
Moreover, he had no ill will towards Li Ke. As long as Li Ke drew his sword and chopped back, he could easily block the sword.
But Li Ke snorted disdainfully.
His hand slid quickly in the chopstick cage on the side, and then a chopstick appeared in his hand, and a sharp aura covered it.
Block, spin, and stab.
He blocked the blade.
And there was an extra chopstick between the swordsman's eyebrows!
Who says you can’t kill someone without a sword?
