“My heavens!”

“The Sixth Leader’s speed is so fast!”

“I can only see his shadow—I can’t even make out the Sixth Leader’s clothes!”

“Is this what a mid-tier Common Grade movement technique looks like? How terrifying!”

The bandits’ gazes were filled with worship and envy!

“Not bad, not bad.”

Zhou Tianba, seated on the high platform, said with satisfaction: “Sixth’s Seven Steps Shadow Transformation has improved considerably since half a year ago.”

Beside him, the Second Leader, that fair-skinned man, smiled: “With Sixth Brother’s current speed, even I would find it very difficult to capture him.”

“If Second Brother can’t do it, us brothers certainly can’t either.” The big-headed, large-eared Fourth Leader grinned.

Why could they chat and laugh so casually here? Because after the Sixth Leader accelerated, he didn’t rush to attack Jun Changxiao, but instead kept circling around him.

“Kid!”

“Let me show you what speed really is!”

“Swish! Swish!”

The Sixth Leader’s footsteps continuously accelerated. Afterimages covered the training ground, and the wind speed they generated stirred up clouds of dust.

The Second Leader shook his head and smiled: “Sixth Brother is toying with that guy.”

“No matter how fast his sword is, it can’t be faster than Sixth Brother’s gale-like speed.”

The several minor leaders were all smiling.

“Sixth Leader, sever this guy’s hand and foot tendons and make him crawl on the ground screaming like a dog!”

“Torture him half to death first, then chop off his limbs, gouge out his eyes, throw him in a jar and make him a human swine for the brothers to admire!”

Several hundred bandits jeered and shouted.

Standing in the training ground, Jun Changxiao’s hair was blown into disarray by the wind, and his face was covered with dust. He said impatiently: “Buzzing around like a fly in my ear.”

“Swish!”

He took a step forward. The Elementary Grade Cold Edge Sword appeared in his hand, and he suddenly thrust it forward.

Unfortunately, he didn’t stab the extremely fast Sixth Leader.

“Hahaha!”

“The Sixth Leader is so fast—if random stabbing could hit him, then…”

“Squelch!”

As they were speaking, the bandits saw something suddenly fly up from the training ground, tracing a beautiful arc before rolling outside the arena.

Looking closely, it was unmistakably the Sixth Leader’s bald head!

The bandits’ expressions changed dramatically. They hurriedly looked back to see the afterimages in the training ground gradually dissipating. The Sixth Leader’s headless body ran several circles before collapsing, blood spurting out like a fountain.

Jun Changxiao maintained his sword-thrusting posture and said flatly: “Idiot. Don’t you know how to turn? Had to run right into my sword?”

As it turned out, after this guy had casually stabbed forward, he’d twisted his wrist to turn the sword horizontally, changing the blade’s orientation from vertical to horizontal.

The Sixth Leader had been circling Jun Changxiao clockwise. Because his speed was too fast, he inevitably crashed into the blade, and his head flew straight off his body!

Never mind the incomparably sharp Cold Edge Sword—even if you stretched an iron wire in front of him, at Baldy’s speed just now, crashing into it would definitely have separated his head from his body.

It must be said.

The Sixth Leader executing Seven Steps Shadow Transformation was truly fast. With Jun Changxiao’s tenth-stage Meridian Opening cultivation, it was difficult to track his form. But fighting doesn’t rely solely on strength—sometimes you also need to use your brain, otherwise there’s no difference from being a brute.

……

“Sixth Brother!”

“Sixth Brother!”

“Sixth Leader!”

Grief-stricken cries came from outside the training ground.

“Whoosh whoosh!”

In an instant, furious auras spread out. Two hundred bandits simultaneously locked onto Jun Changxiao, their eyes flashing with undisguised killing intent!

“Damn it!”

The scrawny Eighth Leader and the shorter Seventh Leader angrily rushed into the arena. One wielding a monk’s blade, the other a spiked club, they charged forward.

Bandits were bandits. After witnessing their companion’s death, dominated by rage, they wouldn’t care about fighting many against one.

“Swish!”

Jun Changxiao employed footwork to avoid their attacks and smiled: “What? Can’t beat This Seat, so you’re prepared to bully me with numbers?”

“Die!”

The Fourth and Fifth Leaders, their fists carrying spiritual energy, launched a sneak attack from behind.

“Swish!”

Jun Changxiao shifted his footwork and flashed to the right side, the smile vanishing from his face as coldness flashed in his eyes.

He had already realized that these cruel bandits wouldn’t follow any martial world rules and were determined to gang up and kill him.

“Chief.”

Jun Changxiao said flatly: “Is this how Black Wind Stronghold treats guests?”

Hearing this, Zhou Tianba nearly choked in anger.

Upon arriving at Black Mountain, you first killed two of my subordinates.

After entering Black Wind Stronghold, you killed two more of my leaders, and you still have the damn nerve to call yourself a guest?

“Hmph.”

Zhou Tianba’s gaze turned sinister: “Kid, for killing my Black Wind Stronghold’s people, even if you paid the ransom today, I would still keep your life here.”

“Swish! Swish!”

As he spoke, four leaders attacked from four directions.

Jun Changxiao had no confidence that with just his Elementary Grade Cold Edge Sword he could fight four twelfth-stage Meridian Opening cultivators, so he immediately employed his Flowing Cloud footwork to dodge.

This Flowing Cloud footwork was something he’d learned in passing while pointing out flaws for a Wutu in Qingyang City. Although its level wasn’t as high as Seven Steps Shadow Transformation, it was at least Elementary Common Grade, more than adequate for dodging the four-way pincer attack.

“Thud thud thud!”

Jun Changxiao’s footwork unfolded. He dodged left and right in the limited space, then stopped in a safe area and said coldly: “You’ve forced This Seat to use his trump card!”

“Whoosh whoosh!”

Spiritual energy surged around his body.

“Trump card?”

“Black Wind Stronghold has so many people here. By himself, even if he has a trump card, he’s definitely dead for sure!”

The bandits sneered one after another.

The four leaders stopped attacking, watching to see what trump card Jun Changxiao could produce.

Zhou Tianba propped up his face, saying with great interest: “Kid, I rather hope you can produce a decent trump card.”

The bandits’ trade was murder and robbery. If the opponent produced a good trump card—like a precious weapon or treasure—they would definitely snatch it.

“Whoosh!”

Jun Changxiao released spiritual energy while taking deep breaths.

After a moment, the Elementary Grade Cold Edge Sword in his hand vanished into thin air, replaced by a blade-like weapon.

Facing one Wutu, six twelfth-stage Meridian Opening cultivators, and two hundred fierce and malicious bandits, he finally brought out the Difficult to Retract Blade that Shouyuan had given him!

“A blade?”

Zhou Tianba shook his head in disappointment.

He also used a blade—the long blade he’d used earlier to behead the Tiegu Sect disciple. Its quality was high-tier Common Grade, gifted to him years ago by a white-bearded old man during his travels through the martial world. It was called the Azure Dragon Crescent Blade.

Wait!

Isn’t this guy’s blade… a bit short?

Jun Changxiao’s mouth was also twitching at this moment, because summoning the Difficult to Retract Blade for the first time, he discovered this thing was only half a foot long!

Half a foot.

About the same size as a normal toothbrush.

Fortunately, it was an inch wide. Otherwise, Jun Changxiao would have felt like an idiot wielding a toothbrush against enemies!

This isn’t right, this isn’t right.

In the spatial ring it had clearly been over three feet long. How had it become so small when taken out? Even accounting for the difference between the buyer’s photos and seller’s photos, the gap was way too huge!

“What this guy pulled out is a blade?”

“Even an ordinary dagger would be longer than his blade!”

“Damn, when my little guy down there gets hard, it’s longer than that thing!”

“Hahaha!”

The several hundred bandits surrounding the training ground burst into laughter.