The crowd dispersed, making way for four men and two women.
The four men were tall, but they were divided into two groups, one at the front and three at the back. The one at the front was tall and majestic, wearing a gray warrior's robe. His black hair was draped over his shoulders, and his chiseled face was calm and emotionless. Only a pair of black and white eyes, which emitted a deep light like a black hole, flickered with a breathtaking light. His arms were slightly longer than others, and his palms were broad. Just by looking at him, one could tell that there was something special about him. He held a sheathed long sword in his left hand, and the calluses between his thumb and index finger were clearly visible. It was obviously the result of practicing with a long sword.
Without even guessing, Sei Itō knew that this man must be the Qi Kingdom's Sword Sage, the number one expert in the world of Qin Ji, Cao Qiu Dao of Jixingguan Restaurant.
Although the three at the back were also extraordinarily handsome, and could be considered a first-class attractive man, compared to Cao Qiu Dao, they were like fireflies beside the bright moon, appearing very small. After seeing Cao Qiu Dao, it was difficult for ordinary people to pay attention to them.
Needless to say, these three were Cao Qiu Dao's four disciples, Bian Dongshan, Han Jie, and Zhongsun Xuanhua.
As for the two women at the back who were surrounded by Bian Dongshan, Han Jie, and Zhongsun Xuanhua, they were Sei Itō's main targets for this trip, Lady Ni, Zhao Ni, and Wu Tingfang.
"Husband." Zhao Ni and Wu Tingfang quickly called out.
"Cao Qiu Dao?" Sei Itō nodded at the two, then looked at Cao Qiu Dao and asked.
"That's right." Cao Qiu Dao calmly replied.
"The Qi Kingdom's Sword Sage is not meditating in Jixingguan Restaurant. Why do you suddenly want to become a bandit? Why do you want to rob people's wives and concubines? Could it be that Sword Sage Cao doesn't have much money left at home, and can't provide for your daily enjoyment? But that's fine, as long as Sword Sage Cao gives me a number, I'll immediately order people to bring it to you. "Sei Itō sneered.
"Nonsense!" Among Cao Qiu Dao's four disciples, Han Jie, who had a more unrestrained temperament, shouted angrily.
"Pa!"
However, as soon as he finished speaking, the crisp sound of a slap reverberated throughout the academy. Then, a clear five-fingered palm print quickly appeared on Han Jie's face.
"Croak! This prince is talking to your master. You have no right to interrupt. "Sei Itō acted as if he had done something insignificant. He glanced indifferently at Han Jie, whose head had been slapped to the side.
The latter looked at Sei Itō in disbelief.
Among Cao Qiu Dao's four disciples, in terms of strength, Han Jie had already surpassed Eldest Senior Brother, Bian Dongshan. He could be said to be the strongest among the four of them. Even in the current world, he was second only to his master, Cao Qiu Dao. He was a martial arts expert who was vaguely ranked in the top five. His strength was very strong. He believed that even if his master personally made a move, it was impossible for him to be hit by a move without him being able to react.
However, at this moment, in this strange Zhao Country, in front of everyone's eyes. He was really slapped in the face by the King of Zhao, who had never been heard of before. He didn't even know how he did it. This was completely beyond Han Jie's imagination. It could even be said that it was more shocking than what his master, Cao Qiu Dao, had done to him.
However, how could he have known? Cao Qiu Dao, who was beside him, was even more shocked than Han Jie. His calm face couldn't help but reveal an expression of shock and disbelief.
Just like how Han Jie was confident in his own strength. Cao Qiu Dao, who thought that he was invincible in the world, was even more so. However, even though he felt that the world was as lonely as snow, he couldn't find any trace of Sei Itō's move. How could this not shock and astonish Cao Qiu Dao?
However, in addition to this kind of shock and astonishment, an indescribable excitement rose from the bottom of Cao Qiu Dao's heart, which was as calm as an ancient well.
"I want to fight with him. I must fight with him. Perhaps through this battle, I can grasp the higher realm that I have never been able to reach before." Cao Qiu Dao was so excited that he couldn't restrain his roar.
Thinking of this, Cao Qiu Dao looked at Sei Itō with a burning gaze.
If Cao Qiu Dao had made a move for the Qi Country and the Qi King had treated him well for so many years, then now he was doing it for himself. He was doing it for the Way of the Sword that he pursued and the higher realm of the Way of the Sword. His motivation had changed fundamentally. Naturally, his attitude towards the King of Zhao had also changed subjectively. He had become more active and proactive.
It had to be said that from this point alone, Cao Qiu Dao was still a pure pursuer of the Way of the Sword.
Instantly, a powerful aura erupted from Cao Qiu Dao's body like a mountain. It pressed down on Sei Itō like a tide.
Although the main target was Sei Itō, the aura that spread out made the disciples, teachers, and students of the two factions pale. They involuntarily retreated a large distance, making a large space for Cao Qiu Dao and Sei Itō.
Feeling the aura pressing down on him, Sei Itō smiled. He casually received Cao Qiu Dao's aura. Then, he stretched out his hand and skillfully threw Zhao Pan, who was about to faint from the aura, into the crowd.
"Pan 'er!" Zhao Ni exclaimed.
"Peng!" Zhao Pan fell to the ground.
"Uh, I'm fine, mother." Zhao Pan shook his head and crawled up from the ground. Then, he looked at Cao Qiu Dao and Sei Itō with bright eyes.
He had never thought that there would actually be someone who could use just their aura to make others feel so uncomfortable, as if they were about to die. To him, this was completely like a myth, but it also filled Zhao Pan's heart with interest towards this strange and novel world.
"Could this be the real Sword Book?" Zhao Pan thought to himself.
At this time, in the field.
Seeing that Sei Itō was not affected by his aura, Cao Qiu Dao was not surprised at all. It would be a joke if someone could not even withstand the aura of an expert that he could not even detect. Then, Cao Qiu Dao gently placed his right hand on the hilt of his sword and slowly pulled it out of the sheath.
"Peng ~"
A dazzling white light shot out from Cao Qiu Dao's hand.
It was the light of metal!
Obviously, as the master of the Qi Kingdom's monarch, the Master of Sword, Cao Qiu Dao was qualified to use the rare metal to forge a sharp weapon and use it.
Then, an even stronger and sharper aura pressured Sei Itō again.
The air trembled, and the two figures became blurry in the eyes of others. It was as if they were seeing things.
"You're not going to use your sword?" Cao Qiu Dao asked as he saw that Sei Itō was still not moving. His sword was halfway out.
"The sword is in my heart," Sei Itō said with a smile.
Cao Qiu Dao acted as if he had heard a warning. His eyes suddenly brightened and shot out a sharp light that was as bright as the sun. Clearly, he had comprehended something through this sentence.
Cao Qiu Dao's aura, which should have reached its peak, rose a little bit more.
"I just don't know if the sword in your heart is as sharp as the sword in my hand." Cao Qiu Dao said again as he was about to pull his sword out completely.
"Master of Sword Cao is indeed the Master of Sword. Just a sentence and you understood it," Sei Itō said with a smile. Then, he changed the topic and continued, "Unfortunately, you still don't have the Miasma of Control. You don't have the True Meaning."
If it were someone else who said that, Cao Qiu Dao would at most take it as sword words to disturb his sword heart. He wouldn't care at all. However, Sei Itō was different. First of all, the realm he showed was so profound that Cao Qiu Dao couldn't understand it. Second, Cao Qiu Dao had just understood something mysterious from Cao Qiu Dao's words. Therefore, he subconsciously trusted Cao Qiu Dao's words. Therefore, Cao Qiu Dao's eyebrows couldn't help but twitch. Even his perfect aura became a little bit sluggish.
Although the sluggishness was small, it was enough to determine life and death for a martial arts master.
In a split second, Sei Itō's figure flashed and disappeared from where he was standing. Cao Qiu Dao's eyes focused. He pulled out his sword completely and slashed the void in front of him with a dazzling light.
There, Sei Itō's figure appeared and then separated from the blade light. Then, it reappeared behind Cao Qiu Dao's back.
"Whoosh!"
In the next moment, the air exploded and formed many big and small whirlwinds. They spread out in all directions and blew up the dust in the air.
"Is this the Heart Sword?" Cao Qiu Dao, who still had his back facing Sei Itō, asked indifferently with the tip of his sword pointing to the ground.
"The mind is the same as the mind. The mind moves. When the sword is out, it's out of the mind. It's not real but it's real. When the mind changes, the mind changes. The momentum and the sword are the same. It's not fake but it's not fake. "Sei Itō answered as if he was explaining something.
"So, this is the Heart Sword." Cao Qiu Dao said with a look of realization. He looked as if he had heard the truth in the morning and could die in the evening.
Then, Cao Qiu Dao's expression froze. He suddenly fell on his back.
"Plop!"
"Puff!"
Then, blood spurted out from Cao Qiu Dao's chest like a fountain. The surrounding ground was dyed scarlet.
"Ah!" When they first saw the dead person, many of the female disciples in the academy subconsciously cried out in alarm and hid their heads behind the backs of their acquaintances. They couldn't bear to look at it.
"Master!" Then, Bian Dongshan, Han Jie, and Zhongsun Xuanhua came back to their senses and shouted one after another.
"I'll kill you!" Then, Han Jie turned around and shouted at Sei Itō angrily.
Then, he grabbed the metal sword in Cao Qiu Dao's hand and dashed toward Sei Itō like a gust of wind. Itsunari didn't show mercy to Han Jie because of Cao Qiu Dao. He simply reached out his hand and caught the sharp sword with his Telepathic Finger. Then, he reached out his right hand and pressed the Heart-Pressing Palm on Han Jie's chest.
"Puff!"
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