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Lin Ming raised his head and was shocked.
Even though he was very confident in Mister White, when he actually climbed up White Cloud Mountain and arrived at White Cloud Village, the impact on his heart was incomparable.
Along the way, because Mister White's body was weak, they had to rest many times. However, no matter what kind of monster they met, even if it was a terrifying monster the size of a small mountain, none of them could withstand one strike from Mister White.
When Mister White swung his sword, he could kill a monster from a hundred meters away. The monster could not get any closer.
White Cloud Village was in a dangerous place. It was easy to defend and difficult to attack. No wonder the army of Floating Cloud City could not do anything to it.
At a glance, there were cliffs on all sides. They seemed to be natural and man-made. There was only one narrow and winding path that led up to White Cloud Village. This path could barely fit two people at a time. The army could only unleash their true power in a flat and spacious place. If they were trapped in such a dangerous path and were at a disadvantage, they would definitely die.
"Follow me," Mister White said. He swung his sword and killed the bandit guarding the entrance of the mountain. He walked towards the small mountain path and started to climb one step after another.
Lin Ming's heart was beating wildly. He excitedly followed. He was going to see Mister White show off his power again.
Not long after, they encountered another checkpoint. There were bandits guarding it. Before they could say anything, Mister White waved his right hand and the two bandits escaped again.
They continued climbing and rested three times. Finally, they reached the entrance of White Cloud Village. White Cloud Village did not receive any news because they were killed before they could even make a sound.
They walked through the door as if no one was there. Lin Ming followed closely behind. As he looked around, countless gazes gathered on them from all directions. First, they were shocked. Then, they looked ferocious. Lin Ming felt as if he had fallen into a pack of wolves.
But he was not afraid at all because Mister White was there.
"Who are you two?"
"What are you doing here?"
The bandits surrounded them from all directions and asked harshly.
"Killing people," Mister White said calmly.
"Killing people …" The bandits were all stunned.
"Killing who?" Some bandits asked stupidly.
"All of you." As soon as he finished speaking, Mister White swung his Sword Sword. The light from his sword was small, and there was no sound. There were dozens of bandits around him, and they all stopped moving. Their faces looked happy and peaceful as they fell to the ground.
"Lin Ming, watch carefully. This is the Sword Intent Style that I am going to impart to you." He stepped forward, and his body flashed. He was like a ghost. He flashed and appeared in front of each of the bandits. Then, he disappeared.
Lin Ming was dumbfounded.
Wasn't Mr. White's body very weak?
How could he be so fast?
"Where the heart goes … where the sword goes …"
That voice seemed to come from beyond the heavens. It entered Lin Ming's ears and went straight to the depths of his mind, giving him countless insights.
One sword, one kill. Every sword came from a completely different angle, but they were all executed to the extreme, unavoidable and unblockable.
In less than ten breaths of time, the hundreds of bandits that could be seen had all turned into corpses on the ground.
"Who exactly are you?"
The second-in-command and first-in-command of the White Cloud Village appeared. When they saw the corpses on the ground, their eyes turned serious. They looked at Mister White as they asked. However, they were shocked to find that this person did not have any Qi and blood fluctuations. He was just like an ordinary person.
The more powerful a martial artist was, the more powerful his Qi and blood would be. For a martial general like the first-in-command, his Qi and blood were like the water of a river. It was very shocking and oppressive. Those who were weaker than him would feel uncomfortable standing in front of him. It was as if they were restrained.
Why couldn't they feel this person's Qi and blood fluctuations?
Could it be that he was a martial artist who was stronger than a martial general?
That was impossible. A martial artist who was stronger than a martial general was a Martial Arts Grandmaster. Not only did he have a strength of more than a million jin, but he also had a realm that a martial general did not have. He could start his own sect. Why would he care about a small force like the White Cloud Village?
Even a top-level martial general was nothing in the eyes of a Martial Arts Grandmaster. He was just a slightly stronger ant.
Moreover, this person looked like a sickly person. How could he be a Martial Arts Grandmaster who was stronger than a martial general?
However, the hundreds of corpses around them could not be faked. Not only were there martial warriors, but there were also some martial masters.
Mister White did not reply. His body flashed and he appeared in front of the second-in-command. The second-in-command was an ultimate martial master. When he exploded, he had a strength of 45,000 jin. It was very terrifying.
However, in front of Mister White, he did not even have time to react. He fell to the ground with a happy and peaceful expression. This made the first-in-command's hair stand on end. Without hesitation, he stabbed with his spear.
The strength of a martial general was at least 50,000 jin. Furthermore, the use of strength was more precise. When the first-in-command exploded with his spear, his strength was more than 200,000 jin. It was very terrifying. Wind and thunder immediately surged in the air. Under the terrifying pressure, it was enough to turn a small hill into powder.
However, when the terrifying wind pressure brought by the spear approached Mister White, it turned into a gentle breeze and blew past him.
Mister White attacked with his sword. Sword Intent!
The sword passed by, sticking close to the spear. It seemed to extend endlessly and hit the first-in-command's forehead between his eyebrows. The first-in-command's body trembled and he immediately stopped. He fell to the ground with a peaceful expression.
"He's dead …" Lin Ming was stunned. He had heard that the first-in-command of White Cloud Village was a very powerful martial artist. Even the martial artists of Floating Cloud City could not do anything to him. Now, he had been killed by Mister White with a single attack.
Mister White did not let the rest of the defeated bandits go.
"Lin Ming, remember, eliminate all evil," Mister White said. He killed all the bandits in White Cloud Village.
Naturally, he would not let go of the good things that the bandits had. Coincidentally, the first-in-command had a storage device. It was a bracelet. Mister White gave it to Lin Ming and told him to keep it well and not to expose it.
After that, the two of them went down the mountain and returned to Xiao Yun Village.
When the people of Xiao Yun Village found out that White Cloud Village had been eradicated by Mister White, they were very excited. They celebrated that night.
Without the threat of White Cloud Village, they could live a better life in the future.
Mister White was not in a hurry to leave Xiao Yun Village. He stayed for a while to teach Lin Ming and the other youths how to cultivate. He also used the spiritual medicine that he had obtained from White Cloud Village to heal his body.
His body was in a terrible condition. If he wanted to leave Xiao Yun Village, he had to heal his body. He did not have the ability to do so in the past, but now he did.
Mister White could only teach him sword skills. He had created two sword skills himself.
The first one was the Heart Sword Style. It was the essence of the sword style. There was only one sword style, but it was ever-changing. It was about following one's heart, and the sword would be wherever the heart desired. It seemed simple, but it was actually extremely profound. Its power would continuously increase as the practitioner's understanding of the sword increased.
The second one was called the Thirty-Three Sword Skills. It was a very basic sword skill. Of course, it was only basic to Mister White. Ever since he had held a sword, his understanding of the sword kept surging. He learned a lot. He did not know that no one in this world could compare with him.
Naturally, a basic sword skill created with such understanding of the sword would be extraordinary.
The Thirty-Three Sword Skills could be said to contain the essence of all sword skills. Mastering the Thirty-Three Sword Skills was better than mastering thousands of sword skills.
Including Lin Ming, there were a total of 15 youths in Xiao Yun Village who were learning from Mister White. They all practiced the Thirty-Three Sword Skills. This sword skill seemed simple, but it was not simple at all. The more they practiced, the more they realized how deep it was.
As for the Heart Sword Style, only Lin Ming practiced it. Mister White did not intend to teach the other youths.
The Thirty-Three Sword Skills were nothing to Mister White. However, the Heart Sword Style was his life's work. It was the real essence. It was a unique sword skill. Naturally, he would not teach it to others easily.
Other than the sword skill, they also needed a cultivation method. After all, they were not Mister White. They did not have his ability.
The practice method came from White Cloud Village's second leader's practice method. Mister White easily understood the two skills. He extracted their essence and combined it with his own understanding. In the end, he created a new skill. He called it the Dragon Tiger Wind and Cloud Spell.
With this Dragon and Tiger Wind Technique, it was enough for Lin Ming and the other youths to reach the level of a Martial Arts Grandmaster. As for the rest of their cultivation, it would depend on their own efforts.
Mister White was just a guide. He was going to lead them on the path of swordsmanship. That was all.
This was like a seed. After being planted, they were allowed to grow. They had to experience wind, frost, snow, and rain.
With Mister White's wholehearted guidance and the various spiritual herbs from White Cloud Village, the 15 youths' cultivation improved very quickly. Their cultivation of the sword skill was also very smooth.
After a year, all 15 youths had become Martial Warriors. Other than Lin Ming, the other 14 youths all had a strength of 1,000 jin. Lin Ming was more outstanding. He was also a low-level Martial Warrior, but he had a strength of 3,000 jin.
At the same time, Mister White's body was also better than it was a year ago. He began to lead the 15 youths into White Cloud Mountain to hunt demonic beasts. He let them walk the line between life and death. They sharpened their combat skills and increased their combat experience.
In the blink of an eye, another four years had passed.
After another four years of recuperation, Mister White's physique was finally better than that of an ordinary person. He was comparable to a Martial Warrior. As for Lin Ming and the other 15 youths, their improvement was very significant. They all had a breakthrough in their cultivation and reached the level of a low-level Martial Master. They had a strength of 10,000 jin. Lin Ming was even more powerful. He had a strength of 30,000 jin.
After five years of cultivation, not only had their cultivation improved, but they had also become very familiar with the 33 Sword Skills. They had also been sharpened in a few years of life and death battles. They had all gained something and evolved their own style.
Lin Ming, in particular, was even more outstanding. His Sword Intent had also begun to show results.
The seed had been completely planted. It was time to leave.
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