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"Ha ha, I didn't expect our hiding to be so good, yet we were still discovered." A man dressed in black slowly walked out from thirty zhang away. He had a broad face, thick eyebrows, large eyes, and an eagle-like nose, giving him a fierce appearance.
"Exactly! I was planning to find the new Elite Disciple of the Azure Wind Sword Sect for some sparring, but I didn't expect to see such a dramatic scene of fellow disciples harming each other on the way. This trip has truly been worthwhile!"
Another person stepped out, dressed in purple with long hair cascading down. He had bright eyes and a handsome face that should have given off an impression of integrity. However, his thin lips and the gloating expression he wore made him seem cold-hearted and cruel.
"Oh, so you are the First Elite Disciples of the Tiger Howl Sect and Yunxing Sect," Ren Pingsheng said after sizing them up with some surprise.
Feng Yi had mentioned before that the other two sects also had First Elite Disciples. Moreover, it was said that the First Elite Disciples of the Three Factions often engaged in combat with each other. Although they called it sparring, there was always a chance that one could permanently eliminate another.
At that time, the three of them were evenly matched in strength, so none could gain the upper hand over the others.
Thus, when Ren Pingsheng became the First Elite Disciple, Feng Yi specifically reminded him to pay attention to the movements of the other two sects' First Elite Disciples. He didn't expect to actually encounter them; this truly felt like fate.
"You have some knowledge after all. These people are all killed by you; it seems your strength is quite impressive. Why haven't I heard of someone like you from the Azure Wind Sword Sect?" The Purple-Clad Man asked with a grin.
"Heh heh, there are many capable people in the Azure Wind Sword Sect; there are plenty you don't know about."
"Tsk tsk... You wouldn't be that new First Elite Disciple from the Azure Wind Sword Sect, would you?"
"With this level of strength, it's quite possible," the man in black replied after a careful examination.
"Ha ha, this is interesting. The First Elite Disciple actually slaughtered disciples from his own sect; if this news gets out, it will be quite amusing!" The Purple-Clad Man spoke sharply, his excitement evident as he seemed delighted by this scenario.
"Oh, what a pity," Ren Pingsheng sighed lightly, feeling somewhat helpless.
"Pity? What’s there to pity? It should be interesting instead."
"If you hadn't said that, we could have chatted calmly. But there are always those who don't know their place or their own mortality. I'm just sorry for you; I'm afraid you won't be able to leave here today."
"Uh... haha... Cheng Hu, listen to this, listen to this. This is the funniest joke I've ever heard. He said he wants to kill me, he actually said he wants to kill me." The Purple-Clad Man was momentarily stunned, then burst into wild laughter as if it were truly a hilarious joke.
"Kid, don't think it's just you; even if Feng Yi himself came, he wouldn't be able to do anything to me. I didn't expect you, the newly promoted First Elite Disciple of the Azure Wind Sword Sect, to be such a braggart!"
"Zhang Han, let's be careful; if we end up capsizing in the gutter, it would be embarrassing." Cheng Hu, the First Elite Disciple of the Tiger Howl Sect, said with a smile. However, his tone sounded strange. Perhaps he also thought it was a joke or was confident in his own strength, so he didn't take it seriously at all.
"Hehe, it doesn't matter; you'll believe it soon enough." Ren Pingsheng chuckled lightly, showing no displeasure at their reactions.
"Is that so? Then I'll see what skills you have as this newly promoted First Elite Disciple." Zhang Han's expression turned cold as he suddenly moved within ten feet of Ren Pingsheng. His longsword flashed like a star and lunged toward Ren Pingsheng.
Ren Pingsheng remained still as his longsword instantly unsheathed and effortlessly blocked the incoming attack. With a slight tremor of his hand, the sword coiled like a spirit snake and turned to stab at Zhang Han's throat.
"Hmph!" Zhang Han let out a cold snort and deftly parried Ren Pingsheng's attack with a flick of his sword. At the same time, he stepped sideways and thrust his sword out again with astonishing speed.
Ren Pingsheng lightly stepped back to evade and then blocked Zhang Han's follow-up strike. With a reverse flick of his wrist, the tip of his sword aimed at Zhang Han's abdomen. This sudden change caught Zhang Han off guard, prompting him to retreat immediately.
"Very good; you do have some skill. However, I won't hold back next." Zhang Han said with a cold smirk as he retreated to the side.
After saying that, he made his sword tremble violently and unleashed over a dozen Sword Lights at lightning speed. They surged toward Ren Pingsheng in a dense wave.
"Slash!" Ren Pingsheng remained unfazed as he swept his longsword across, shredding all the Sword Lights that were engulfed by a whirlwind. He leaped into the air and was already above Zhang Han, bringing his longsword down in a straight chop.
"I need to end this quickly!" This was the decision he made in his mind as an ominous premonition urged him to leave this place as soon as possible.
"Hmph, foolish." Zhang Han scoffed disdainfully at Ren Pingsheng's straightforward approach without any variation.
"You can't escape." Seeing Zhang Han preparing to retreat and dodge, a glint flashed in Ren Pingsheng's eyes as the Sword Momentum on him surged forward with oppressive force.
"What..." He felt an unsettling pause in his body that abruptly interrupted his retreat. That unexpected sense of restraint left him horrified.
Before he could react, Ren Pingsheng's sword had already slashed down towards his head, the powerful force causing his long hair to fly and his scalp to tingle.
"Block it for me!" The responding Zhang Han swept upward with his Longsword, shouting loudly. At the same time, he pushed off with his toes, attempting to quickly retreat and dodge.
Seeing that his attack was about to be blocked, Ren Pingsheng smiled lightly. With a twist of his wrist, the descending Longsword suddenly paused, rotating sharply to the left and backward, tracing a perfect arc. This caused Zhang Han's upward thrust to miss entirely. Without stopping, Ren Pingsheng executed a gentle reverse flick, directly slicing across Zhang Han's throat.
The instantaneous exchange was nothing short of spectacular; Ren Pingsheng's adaptability and timing were truly breathtaking.
"Uh... how is this possible... you..." Poor Zhang Han, unable to retreat in time, froze in disbelief. He had thought that even if he couldn't block it, he could still dodge; however, Ren Pingsheng's reaction and speed were so swift that he had no chance at all.
"I told you that you wouldn't leave here today; now you believe me, right? It's just a pity about your life." Ren Pingsheng smiled lightly and then shook his head.
Zhang Han reached out as if to say something, but his gaze dimmed, and he could no longer speak.
"You... you killed Zhang Han; you've gotten yourself into big trouble. His master is an Elder of the Yunxing Sect, a High-Level Warrior. You're done for now." Cheng Hu, who had been watching with interest, suddenly changed his expression and pointed at Ren Pingsheng with fear in his eyes as he shouted.
"Oh, that's really troublesome. To prevent the news from spreading, I guess I'll have to take you out too." Upon hearing this news, Ren Pingsheng frowned; these old fellows were not something he could handle easily, so he could only buy time for now.
"You madman! I don't want to go crazy with someone who's about to die!" Cheng Hu exclaimed without thinking and turned to run.
"Don't you think it's too late to try and escape now?" As soon as Ren Pingsheng finished speaking, he appeared beside the fleeing Cheng Hu and thrust his sword swiftly and fiercely, directly blocking him from escaping.
"Damn it!" Cheng Hu hadn't expected Ren Pingsheng to be so fast. When they arrived, Ren Pingsheng had already dealt with most of the others, but he was unaware of Ren Pingsheng's terrifying speed.
He drew his sword to block the attack and suddenly retreated five paces away, watching Ren Pingsheng warily. He had witnessed Zhang Han's death and believed that his own strength was not greater than Zhang Han's; now that Zhang Han was dead, he naturally felt very threatened.
"Kill!" With a step forward, Ren Pingsheng closed in on him, the sword gleaming like a shooting star with overwhelming killing intent.
"Do you really think I'm afraid of you?" Cheng Hu's expression hardened as he executed a 360-degree spin to evade Ren Pingsheng's attack and countered with a downward slash.
Ren Pingsheng did not dodge or evade; he struck down with a single sword. In that instant of their clash, both felt a jolt. Ren Pingsheng lightly turned to dissipate the recoil, while Cheng Hu, unsteady on his feet, staggered two steps before regaining his balance.
The two steadied themselves and exchanged glances before charging at each other once more. This time, it was Cheng Hu who attacked while Ren Pingsheng defended.
"This is the moment!" Seeing Cheng Hu thrusting forward, the distance between them had already closed significantly. Ren Pingsheng narrowed his eyes, and the sharpness of his Sword Momentum flickered and vanished in an instant. It was merely a fleeting moment, but it was enough.
Ren Pingsheng did not dodge or evade; taking advantage of that brief pause, he thrust his Longsword forward with incredible speed. In the blink of an eye, it reached Cheng Hu's Heart.
"Ah! Die..." Cheng Hu, realizing too late, could not evade in time. He opened his mouth, and a Sword Light shot out from it, speeding even faster towards Ren Pingsheng.
If they continued like this without care, they would surely face mutual destruction...
"Hmph!" Ren Pingsheng snorted coldly. With a flick of his left hand, he unleashed a Cleaving Palm that collided with the Sword Light. It only delayed the inevitable for a moment, yet Ren Pingsheng tilted his head to evade while his Longsword continued unabated, striking at Cheng Hu's Heart.
"Poof... you... you can't escape either," Cheng Hu spat out a mouthful of blood, his face filled with unwillingness as he fell backward.
Ren Pingsheng glanced at him and said nothing. He quickly searched the bodies for any valuables; these were all gains that could not be wasted.
"No good, I need to leave quickly. For some reason, I feel an unsettling sense of dread!" He suddenly halted his actions and glanced at the remaining bodies of Zhang Han and several Bandits before deciding against approaching them. After collecting what he could, he leaped away to escape.
Suddenly, an overwhelming pressure descended upon him, causing him to pause and his expression to darken immediately. There was no longer any thought of lingering; he flickered and began to flee for his life.
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