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Chapter 100 - 099: Drawing Sword Skill

Chapter 100: Chapter 099: Drawing Sword Skill

He Qiang’s words were ice cold and merciless.

Even disdainful.

He didn’t take Qin Tian seriously at all.

Of course, as the fourth-ranked member of the Ghost Blade Organization, He Qiang had the arrogance to back it up. In the eleven assassination missions he had taken on, not a single one had failed!

Among them were martial arts masters, special police elites... all of them were extraordinarily skilled individuals.

To him, Qin Tian, who looked to be in his twenties, was just a greenhorn whose feathers had yet to come in, not worth mentioning.

"Die quietly? Do you take me for a fool, or are you the joker?"

Qin Tian sneered, "I’ve never seen someone so boastful with a blade on their back like you before."

"Today, you will witness it!"

Suddenly, He Qiang’s voice turned cold, and then, without any warning, his body moved swiftly towards Qin Tian, throwing a punch without so much as a word!

His punch was unexpectedly fast and, without surprise, was sure to inflict serious injury on Qin Tian instantly.

But as He Qiang’s fist was about to reach Qin Tian’s chest, the latter, who had been standing still, casually shifted to the side.

This seemingly effortless move perfectly dodged He Qiang’s fierce punch.

The sudden sneak attack missed its mark, leaving He Qiang somewhat surprised.

At this moment, he was less than two meters away from Qin Tian.

"Not bad. Your punch is strong and fast. If it were someone else, you might have succeeded."

Qin Tian’s words came over, calm and composed, sounding more like a commentary on He Qiang’s move.

Hearing this, He Qiang frowned, feeling a loss of face.

"Kid, don’t talk to me in that tone!"

He Qiang, a bit irate, turned around and threw two more punches from left and right, fierce and fierce, aimed straight at Qin Tian’s chest.

Whoosh whoosh!

One punch after another, He Qiang unleashed a flurry of more than a dozen punches directed at Qin Tian.

This was a set of Continuous Fist technique, and He Qiang had used it to seriously injure several experts in the past.

But today, despite giving it his all, he hadn’t even managed to graze Qin Tian’s clothing.

This kid’s got some tricks up his sleeve!

After Qin Tian dodged the series of combination punches, He Qiang had no choice but to stop and reassess his assassination target.

"He was able to dodge my moves just now; it seems the price Qiao Zhicheng offered wasn’t unfounded."

Stopping, He Qiang scrutinized the dark silhouette of Qin Tian in the darkness.

Similarly, Qin Tian was watching him.

Although Qin Tian had evaded He Qiang’s move, the attacking power of the latter was still far beyond his expectations. The Fist Technique was aggressive and ruthless; most martial arts masters would struggle to defend against it, let alone dodge without counterattacking.

This was the strongest opponent Qin Tian had encountered in Zhonghai City.

Of course, despite this, Qin Tian wasn’t worried about this nameless assassin at all, and, in fact, he was confident of victory.

Such an assassin might strut in the city, but facing a real expert from a Mercenary Team, they wouldn’t have the capital to show off.

Qin Tian, known as "Dragon King," had seen all sorts of expert figures and didn’t take the one in front of him seriously at all.

"Tell me, did Qiao Zhicheng send you? Be honest, and I’ll let you live," Qin Tian said indifferently, standing with his hands behind him in the garden under the night sky.

"Hmph, what an arrogant kid. You think dodging my two moves gives you the right to talk?"

Upon hearing Qin Tian’s words, He Qiang scoffed and frowned.

At the sound of his voice, He Qiang once again launched a series of combination punches from the side, fiercely assaulting Qin Tian!

He refused to believe his boxing skills couldn’t even touch Qin Tian’s clothes!

Bang!

This time, Qin Tian did not merely dodge; before He Qiang’s fist could reach his armpit, he abruptly countered with a punch of his own.

Fist against fist!

Thud thud thud!

With their fists colliding, Qin Tian only felt a powerful recoil, but he remained unmoved.

On the other hand, He Qiang was sent reeling back by the force of Qin Tian’s punch, stumbling three steps backward!

At this, He Qiang’s complexion drastically changed, his face utterly unable to hide his disgrace.

Qin Tian had not struck before, and He Qiang could not gauge his strength.

Now, with a single punch from Qin Tian that left him standing in place, to have shaken him back like that, such strength was frighteningly formidable!

"You’re a worthy opponent!"

He Qiang threw out these words, preparing to draw his sword.

He had a premonition that if he did not draw his sword, he might truly be unable to kill Qin Tian tonight.

"Unfortunately, you’re not fit to be my opponent."

Qin Tian replied with a cold laugh, "Your fist technique is too crude, lacking attention to detail. When you attack, you focus too much on inflicting severe injuries on your opponent, but expose your own vital areas. As for fist technique, you are nothing but an amateur."

Hisss!

Qin Tian’s words nearly made He Qiang’s lungs explode. This brat, on the brink of death, was actually critiquing my fist technique?

Yet, He Qiang was still profoundly shocked because everything Qin Tian had pointed out was spot on.

"I’m not fit to be your opponent? Hmph, aren’t you saying that a bit too early?"

Finally, He Qiang drew his sword.

"When I strike with my sword, you will surely die!"

Whizz whizz!

As He Qiang drew his sword, his special long machete also emitted a buzzing sound, and waves of cold air suddenly assaulted the area, the dense aura of a killer!

Only an assassin would possess such a thick murderous intent!

"In your obstinacy. It seems Qiao Zhicheng didn’t spend a small sum to hire you."

Qin Tian still stood his ground, immovable.

His gaze was locked on the blade in He Qiang’s hand.

He had already sensed that the assassin before him was a master with the sword.

He Qiang’s movement as he drew his sword was slow, and mid-draw, he suddenly let out a furious shout—

"Die!"

In an instant, his speed surged, and then, under the night sky, a flash of white light as He Qiang’s blade, like a streak of light, ferociously cleaved toward Qin Tian!

The two were only two meters apart, and as the sword struck out, He Qiang had already closed the distance to Qin Tian!

Drawing the sword, this too was a sword skill.

While drawing the sword, one utilizes the speed and power of the strike to slay the opponent instantly. This was the essence of sword drawing technique.

And He Qiang was particularly adept at using sword drawing technique.

With years of combat experience, He Qiang knew that if his opponent did not react in the one second after he drew his sword, they would either be killed or severely wounded!

And now, one second after drawing his sword, Qin Tian across from him hadn’t made a single move, as still as a wooden chicken.

"He’s already a dead man."

He Qiang smiled smugly to himself; his sword drawing technique had indeed reached a level of perfection, and this young upstart was just too green.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

The sound of the sword wind howled as the distance between them shrank to only half a meter.

At such close range, Qin Tian remained unresponsive, and He Qiang was now certain that even if a deity were to descend, Qin Tian was doomed to die!

There was no chance of mere injury, it was certain death! A gruesome death!

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