"Senior brother."

"what's up."

Chu Zihang opened his eyes and looked towards the location where the sound came from.

Lu Mingfei? No, that's not right!

He couldn't possibly have this kind of crazy temperament.

So, it wasn’t Lu Mingfei, but the enemy who caused Lu Mingfei’s change who came to find him!

In an instant, Chu Zihang pulled the Murasame sword from the scabbard beside him, and then slashed at the "enemy" in front of him.

The blade cut through the air, flashing silver light. There was clearly still several meters between the two of them, but the Murasame in Chu Zihang's hand slashed towards Lu Mingfei at just the right distance.

Iai, a famous Japanese sword technique, involves drawing the sword from the scabbard in an instant, in order to kill the enemy with lightning speed.

Many variations have been derived from this technique, from single sword to double swords, and even lengthening or shortening, which will result in different sword techniques in the Iai Slash.

Different heights, physical abilities, and training habits further expand the number of sword techniques.

Chu Zihang is not Yuan Zhisheng. He has no professional kendo master to teach him what swordsmanship is. The only thing he has learned that can be called training is the kendo course at the Children's Palace.

It sounds very ordinary. The swordsmanship practiced by ordinary students is just the basic method of using swords.

But Chu Zihang, the person wielding the knife, has a character that will directly affect the sharpness of his knife skills.

A person who doesn't care about life or death at all, and only wants to rush to the throne of God and complete the things he once avoided but failed to complete. His sword is unstoppable, fearless of life or death, and without hesitation.

Lu Mingfei looked at the blade coming at him diagonally without changing his expression, his pupils as dark as ink, and then reached out his hand.

It was like a swallow flying in a storm, riding the storm's air ripples, flying faster and faster in the wind and waves that were strong enough to tear it into pieces.

But for a moment, these were just illusions.

In reality, Lu Mingfei reached out and tapped Chu Zihang's wrist.

This was an impossible task. The sword swung by an indomitable swordsman fell at a speed that ordinary people could not react to, but was caught by Lu Mingfei's wrist.

But the reality, everything that appeared in front of Chu Zihang told him that the truth was so outrageous.

"Senior brother."

"...Lu Mingfei." Chu Zihang calmed down.

At this time, Lu Mingfei also released the hand that was holding Chu Zihang.

"Brother, you are really strong."

"…You have something to ask me."

"Of course." Lu Mingfei paused, scratched the back of his head, and laughed twice.

Chu Zihang looked at Lu Mingfei's hand with a serious look in his eyes.

It was this hand that managed to grab Murasame's wrist, which he had pulled out, and held it tightly like an iron clamp, preventing him from moving forward even a single step.

"Um, Senior Brother Chu, do you know how to control yourself through willpower?"

This is not a question that Lu Mingfei should ask.

Chu Zihang wondered what was wrong with Lu Mingfei while giving his own answer: "I don't know."

"Ah? No, isn't this what you're supposed to learn in swordsmanship?"

...Silence was the only atmosphere at the scene.

Lu Mingfei’s words left Chu Zihang silent.

The foundation of swordsmanship is to master yourself, and the basic threshold is to catch a high-speed sword with bare hands like Lu Mingfei.

So what is the pinnacle of swordsmanship?
The Sword Saint who split the sea with one sword, the God-Slaying Sword that killed gods, the Sword of the God of War that cut through everything...

Chu Zihang didn't know the answer. After putting Murasame into the scabbard, he told his personal experience of learning swordsmanship at the Children's Palace.

Listening to Chu Zihang's explanation patiently, Lu Mingfei compared it with his own content, reviewed it quickly in his mind, and compared his own growth with Chu Zihang's.

Then, he got the result. Chu Zihang’s growth had no effect on him and its reference value was almost zero.

"Brother, let's have a fight."

Lu Mingfei pointed at Murasame in Chu Zihang's hand with a firm look in his eyes.

No matter how much you describe it with words, it won't be as fast as a real fight.

"can."

Chu Zihang nodded without changing his expression.

"There's an open square nearby, let's go there for the competition." "Great, brother. By the way, I'll tell Boss Caesar about the situation first." Lu Mingfei thought of something, took out his cell phone and dialed the number.

"Dear brother, your favorite devil appears again." The voice of the little devil came from the other end of the phone.

"In order to reward old users for their spending, I have officially launched a new version of the season pass. All you need to do is..."

Lu Mingfei listened to the greeting calmly.

"Are you done?"

"Brother, you have changed so much."

Lu Mingfei turned his head and saw the little devil standing next to Chu Zihang.

He was still wearing the same unchanging suit, with a very disgusting yet helpless smile on his face.

"Brother, do you need a deal?"

"One quarter of life."

"Yes, as long as you have a quarter of your life, you can directly obtain this ability, brother."

As he spoke, the little devil snapped his index finger.

Snapped.

After a period of upheaval, the world in front of Lu Mingfei seemed like a world with paint drawn out of it.

"This is…"

"Yes, pure white space."

The little devil appeared in front of Lu Mingfei. He opened his big hands and seemed to chant an ancient poem.

"With only a quarter of your life, brother, you will learn how to use the power of will!"

“Are you done?” Lu Mingfei listened calmly to the little devil’s instigation, his face showing no joy or sadness.

"Brother, only a quarter of my life is needed..."

"Sorry, I refuse the deal." Lu Mingfei waved his hand.

"why?"

As long as you obtain this power, the result of you being killed seven hundred and twenty times repeatedly in the eighty-first floor dungeon can be changed!
You can fight with real swords and guns, relying on your sword to pierce the indestructible steel, and your claws can tear through all barriers.

You will be invincible, winning again and again!
"Lu Mingze, what did I do to make you disrespect me so much?"

Calm, indifferent, but extremely powerful.

Lu Mingze stopped persuading him, crossed his arms over his chest and looked straight at Lu Mingfei.

The two looked at each other...

This time, Lu Mingze laughed. He leaned back in his chair, holding his stomach and laughing.

"Haha, brother, you are really interesting."

"Really? I don't think it's a big deal."

"You actually gave up this power. Do you know how much it would cost if you learned it yourself?"

Lu Mingze asked the crucial question, like the final note of a farewell song.

"Is the price of a quarter of your life heavy?"

"…No."

Lu Mingfei and Lu Mingze were silent, and then said together: "So, the deal is over."

"Brother, I look forward to our next meeting. By the way, your monthly card has been automatically renewed. I think you also understand what the word price means."

Now that you already know the cost, it is boring to continue talking about a cheat that costs a quarter of your life in exchange for one attack.

"Hello, Lu Mingfei?" Caesar's voice came from the other end of the phone.

"It's me, Boss Caesar."

Lu Mingfei turned his head to look at Chu Zihang, then told him his needs.

"...That's just the way it is."

"I understand. I'll be there soon, in ten minutes." Caesar hung up the phone and left a time.

"Brother, Boss Caesar will be here in ten minutes."

"Yeah." Chu Zihang nodded, with a blank expression that never changed. (End of this chapter)