Chen Ping's Sword-Chapter 69: Escort One, Kill One

Fortunately, the Spring and Autumn Silkworm was somewhat reliable this time, and did not let Chen Ping attach to the Straw Hat Man to drink all night.

After a short while, the Straw Hat Man suddenly put down his wine cup and flashed outside the house.

It was exactly the body technique that blends into the clear wind.

He had already integrated this body technique and sword technique into his very being, using it now without a hint of earthly smoke.

Even if Chen Ping was attached to his body, he felt very amazed.

In the pitch-black night, although no one could be seen, it could be sensed that beneath the peach tree, there was indeed a person.

Standing quietly.

This was the tactile sensation guided by the qi mechanism, a unique skill of a qi cultivation expert.

At this moment, Chen Ping was already enjoying this sense in advance.

He was silently contemplating in his heart, how to deal with such a level of qi cultivation expert if encountered in the future, and how to avoid being detected by the other’s qi mechanism.

Thinking of this, Chen Ping quickly calmed his heart and spirit...

Because he found that "he" was actually a bit excited, his heart beating somewhat fast.

"But you agreed to my conditions, can I have a look at the Heart-Questioning Sword?"

Chen Ping heard "his" mouth utter this sentence, and his curiosity grew heavier.

In his impression, the Straw Hat Man had been pursuing and slaying all night, always calm as ice, ferociously awesome... Even when being sneak attacked at the end by his ’Tiger Tail Kick’, in vain. He still could control his heart and spirit and retaliate resolutely.

Having his arm torn off, breaking four ribs, even at the brink of life and death, he could calmly use the Blood Escape secret technique to flee hell and gone...

It’s conceivable how steady his mind is, and how strong his will is.

Chen Ping himself couldn’t guarantee that after having his little brother kicked to pieces, he would still be able to maintain combat power and continue attacking...

That kind of pain is just beyond what humans can endure.

So, this old guy is cruel to his enemies and even more so to himself.

The voice opposite seemed to carry some laughter: "How important the Heart-Questioning Sword is, how can it be handed over to you so easily? Complete another task well... and perhaps the Crown Prince there might be able to speak for you."

"Are you playing me?"

The Straw Hat Man’s body shook, anger surging...

The long sword at his waist unsheathed, in the hazy night, like a specter, went for the kill, without shadow or form.

No sword shadow could be seen, only the sound of the sword blade slicing through the wind, coming and going vertically and horizontally.

In an instant, the peach tree in the courtyard was already cut into countless small pieces from branch to trunk by sword qi...

In the soft hissing sound, it seemed as if there was nothing in front, no opponent at all.

But Chen Ping knew, the opponent had always been there, just unseen, untouchable.

The clouds were blown by the wind, revealing the silhouette of the crescent moon...

On the opposite open ground, cut into a net by countless qi forces, Chen Ping finally saw it.

The person ahead, dressed in a white robe, black hair flowing behind, looking very elegant and gracious.

Strangely, his face had no features, just a flat, incredibly smooth surface.

His feet firmly pinned in place, not moving an inch, upper body gently swaying, like a roly-poly toy.

No matter how wildly the Straw Hat Man danced, blending with the wind, no matter how swift the long sword in his hand was, so fast that even the shadow couldn’t be seen, it couldn’t hit even a single hair of him.

Chen Ping barely saw the figure.

The white-robed man also drew his sword...

With a thrust of the sword, all the densely packed, faintly visible sword lights in the air disappeared.

That sword was clearly aimed at empty space... yet the Straw Hat Man stubbornly crashed into it, the sword tip pressing firmly against his throat.

The two faced each other, from extreme movement to extreme stillness, the wind stopped, and the moon hid, the courtyard fell silent for a moment.

"Is this the Heart-Questioning Sword?"

The Straw Hat Man’s voice was hoarse, both eager and forlorn.

Clearly seeing the ultimate skill before him, yet unable to learn it... For a martial artist who has trained in swordsmanship his entire life, it’s simply a torment.

"Correct, to question others, to question oneself, to question the heavens, with three questions, the sword must kill."

The white-robed man said lightly, "Actually, your Clear Wind Shadowless Sword has already reached great success, it’s just that there is a knot in your heart that can’t be untied, so the sword technique has not reached perfection.

If you achieve Clear Wind Shadow, and no longer pursue being shadowless and formless... Then, my Heaven-Questioning Sword might not be able to do anything to you."

"How could I not know, but, the last step, I just can’t take it, I can only seek external aid to complete the foundation. Zhen Wumian, you’ve won, say it, what’s the task?"

"Escort one, kill one."

The Faceless Man didn’t waste words, chuckled lightly upon hearing this, although his face showed no expression whatsoever.

He waved his hand, and a letter flew over, landing in the Straw Hat Man’s hand.

When the Straw Hat Man returned to the house and lit the oil lamp, Chen Ping didn’t even have time to see the writing on the paper, and his heart and spirit were already lifted, waking up.

The cave where he was situated came into view again.

Outside the cave, the moonlight was flowing.

’Was the experience this short-lived?’

Chen Ping was slightly astonished, unable to understand how this "Trace Origin and Steal Fortune" works.

However, although the time was a bit short, he had already learned the sword technique.

Being attached to the Straw Hat Man, personally experiencing the operation of qi force, sword forms and techniques, and body exertion, was more detailed and thorough than the best teacher could teach.

If he couldn’t learn that, Chen Ping estimated he could hit his head on tofu and die.

More valuable, the Straw Hat Man, to fight the enemy, used the same Clear Wind Shadowless Sword with seventeen killing techniques and thirty-six methods to lure the enemy, so rich in experience.

Of course, the opponent, that Faceless Man, still had the superior hand and calculated him dead to rights.

With just one sword, he broke the Clear Wind Shadowless Sword.

It can only be said that perhaps sword techniques have distinctions in high and low, but the gap between people is even greater.

The white-robed man across was just standing in the courtyard, and yet it seemed he was not there... Under the crescent moonlight, this person seemed indistinct, obviously very close, yet seemed very far, rendering any attack useless.

The Heaven-Questioning Sword clearly calculated ahead, a sword technique with foresight.

No wonder the Straw Hat Man coveted it.

His Shadowless Sword is fast, and also stealthy.

But just being purely fast, purely stealthy, facing a true master, if he can’t kill on the first strike, in prolonged battle, his attack power is clearly a bit lacking.

But if combined with the calculations of the Heaven-Questioning Sword, with such sword speed, and able to invisibility on certain levels... if unleashed, even opponents a tier or two above might suffer bitter defeat.

The Heaven-Questioning Sword could not be learned.

Yet Chen Ping was not disappointed.

With his insight, actually, often, this Clear Wind Shadowless Sword is more useful.

Among all martial arts, only speed is unbreakable.

The Straw Hat Man’s sword technique, the reason it got caught twice, futilely, was not because this sword technique was weak, but because it wasn’t fast enough to the extreme.

Zhen Wumian, in fact, already made it very clear.

It’s just that the Straw Hat Man thought the other was just being perfunctory and didn’t take it to heart.

But Chen Ping knew, what the other said was not false.