I Can See Your Combat Power
Chapter 1603 - Chapter 1603: Chapter 62: A Poor Man Has Short Ambitions

Chapter 1603: Chapter 62: A Poor Man Has Short Ambitions

People find it hard to resist their instincts; when Xu Lao Ying asked Meng Ba if he had ever killed the innocent indiscriminately, although the leader of the Overturning Sky Thieves displayed a fearless demeanor, deep down, faces uncontrollably surged forth in his mind.

Faces and names he thought he had forgotten appeared so vividly, followed by Xu Lao Ying’s icy tone piercing straight to the heart, which completely panicked Meng Ba.

“Xu the wanderer, spare my life, spare my life!”

With a thud, he knelt to the ground, his head heavily hitting the earth as he pleaded, “It was greed that blinded me initially, but now I have truly repented. Spare my life, spare my life!”

“This plea does not resemble the demeanor of the leader of the Overturning Sky Thieves.”

Flourishing the Vajra Short Sword in a dazzling display, the blade shimmering with cold light, Xu Lao Ying sneered, “Has anyone ever pleaded for their life before you in this manner, and how did you respond?”

Meng Ba, continuously bowing his head, stiffened all over. His lips trembled as he tried to speak, yet nothing came out.

“I cannot rest easy with you alive.”

Xu Lao Ying chuckled, “That’s a fine saying. I’ll return it to the chief today.”

The short sword slipped from his hand, its icy light darting around Meng Ba’s vital points, the long-reigning chief of the Southern Boundary was chopped into pieces.

Yuanzhou Swordsman turned towards the dumbfounded Kaba and said, “The previous move was Thunderbolt Slash, and this is Imperial Separation.”

While Xu Lao Ying still had mind to test sword techniques, the young Black fellow Kaba hardly had the heart to pay attention.

He was reconstructing his shattered worldview on this short journey up South Mountain Stream, his simple, naive understanding now filled with many unaccountable matters.

Among these, the heaviest was the identity of Xu Lao Ying.

His brother Lao Ying, a flamboyant, debauched wandering swordsman, would even pawn a valuable Spiritual Sword for a gift to a girl he fancied.

This made Kaba feel a connection to the familiar old brother; how could he suddenly transform into… such a formidable and respectable figure before his eyes.

Yuanzhou… Xu Clan?

Am I, a person like this, truly worthy of associating with the descendants of sages?

“Hey, hey, hey, aren’t you going to say something?”

Seeing Kaba unresponsive, Xu Lao Ying stepped forward, waving a hand in front of him, “You haven’t been scared stiff, have you? Ah, never mind, I’ll look after your sister from now on, Kaba, you go in peace…”

“You’re the one scared stiff, damn it!”

People need some spiritual strength to rise from despair.

For Kaba, that strength was his wife. Hearing the amorous rogue before him making such a proposal, where would he have any respect for the descendant of sages: “I can take care of her myself, get lost, get lost, get lost!”

“Tsck!”

Xu Lao Ying spit slightly regretfully: “He hasn’t gone mad, what a pity.”

After a jesting remark, the barrier previously felt seemed to vanish, Kaba was still the top Divine Swordsman of Tainan Street, and Xu Lao Ying still the beachcomber who ultimately wins women’s hearts.

Flourishing the High-Carbon Steel Short Sword once more, Xu Lao Ying said lightly, “Once I’ve dealt with these bandits, I’ll teach you how to sword fight.”

The bandits surrounding them had long been frightened stupid by Xu Clan’s show of force. Seeing him approaching with the sword, none had the heart to resist.

They knelt en masse, pleading through tears, all claiming they were forced into banditry by dire circumstances.

“Alright, alright, everyone line up here.”

Holding the High-Carbon Steel Short Sword like a baton, Xu Lao Ying had the hilltop bandits line up, “Those who think they haven’t killed innocents, step forward and explain your situation, everyone will get a chance to talk, no need to fight or scramble, one by one!”

Meng Ba had embarked with eighty personal guards attempting a breakout; when Xu Lao Ying descended into South Mountain Stream, the Sword Rain killed a dozen, and with one move he severed the chief’s left arm, sending dozens into flight doomed to be hunted down by Yu Feng. Now, only twenty to thirty bandits remained on South Mountain Stream.

With a policy of not wrongfully killing a single innocent, Xu Lao Ying allowed them to step forward one by one for interrogation, yet those capable of being the chief’s personal guard were hardly decent people.

Even those with the least sin had three to five innocent lives on their hands, and here ‘innocent’ does not refer to combat during bandit purges or collisions with caravans.

It meant facing unarmed civilians or wealthy gentry who had already paid ransom, yet still showing unbridled brutality.

After a brief interrogation, killing eight in succession, the remaining bandits couldn’t take it anymore.

“You just want to eradicate us!”

Fear made a young bandit burst with limitless anger, picked up a short gun from the ground and shouted, “Brothers, let’s fight him together!”

“Do you feel quite wronged?”

As the High-Carbon Steel Short Sword danced in Xu Lao Ying’s hand, he tilted his head looking straight at the young bandit holding the gun: “What’s there to feel wronged about? Your whole family was oppressed by gentry, and you fled to the mountains to be a bandit, leading your mountain brothers next year to wipe out the gentry who killed your parents. This might be called a ‘just revenge’, but what did you do next?”

“In the winter, stealing the entire village’s grain reserved for winter and abducting a dozen girls. If their brothers tried to stop you, you chopped them off! Must’ve felt exhilarating, right?”

“Exactly!”

The young bandit yelled proudly, “My parents were oppressed by the gentry, yet those foolish villagers turned a blind eye. The day I left the village, I swore, if I ever gained power, to make them pay a hundred times, a thousand times over!”

Uninterested in talking to a wall, Xu Lao Ying’s hand with the High-Carbon Steel Short Sword transformed into a beam of cold light, and pinned the young bandit against the mountain wall.

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