Chapter 31

Ryen Honsey was going to chop this annoying brat into two for his boldness to do away with the Second Son and Third Son right in front of him.

If he couldn't finish off Le Xaan now, his fame would be greatly weakened!

The blade sliced through the air with an abnormal vibration aimed at Le Xaan's skull.

The core technique of Sweeping Wind Blade Style was the way it channeled the strength into the blade, adding a considerable weight to the blow.

Therefore, Ryen Honsey's original incredible strength was amplified even more.

The blade pressed toward Le Xaan's head.

"Whoosh!"

Right then, Le Xaan found his balance and stood straight, the blade in his hand quaking and emitting a muffled noise.

"Roar!"

It's a tiger growl!

Le Xaan immediately executed Tiger Anger.

The blade was about to fall upon Ryen Honsey's arms at a speed far greater than that of Ryen Honsey's weapon.

"How dare you!" Suddenly, a snarl sounded from the breach.

At that exact moment, a dark object shot out and landed on the flank of Le Xaan's saber.

"Clang!"

It's a piece of grayish-white stone.

Another man jumped out from the breach into the yard.

His face was crisscrossed with two long scars, ugly and ferocious beyond compare.

"Eldest Brother!"

Just a moment before, Ryen Honsey's mind went blank after hearing the tiger growl, and his arms were nearly about to be chopped off.

Right now, he hurriedly backed up. Beads of sweat scurried down his face, and he must have been greatly frightened.

"It's Black Tiger Blade Style! He's a tricky opponent. Some people were heading here. Let's kill him together!"

Ryen Sanfer glanced at the two headless bodies and said in a stern voice.

"Well!"

The two brothers flanked Le Xaan from both sides.

Le Xaan wasn't afraid at all, executing Tiger Power, a move with an irresistible force.

The Black Tiger Blade Style of the Fourth Level was of significant power. Le Xaan's every slash was faster than those of his opponents and aimed at their weak spots.

In a short period of time, he unleashed Tiger Power seventeen times consecutively!

Shh! Shh! Shh!

The incessant whine of edges slicing through the air filled the surroundings. Despite the Ryen brothers joining forces against Le Xaan, they found themselves far from gaining the upper hand.

Never did they secure the opportunity to clash their blows with Le Xaan's. Every time they were about to do that, Le Xaan would force them to defend themselves with life-threatening strikes.

After an extended period of fierce battle, Ryen Sanfer could no longer wait. While his brother was blocking Le Xaan, he stepped back, reached into his bosom, and took out a paper wrapper, hurling it at Le Xaan's face.

"Death!"

"Pff!"

Le Xaan slashed the wrapper apart, from which a substantial amount of lime powder wafted over.

He was stunned. Then, he closed his eyes and kept from breathing in.

With the luxury of time to consider the situation, he desperately unleashed Tiger Roar.

"Roar!"

Another tiger snarl echoed through the backyard.

Clang! Clang!

This time, Le Xaan's weapons clashed directly with those of his opponents.

"Crack!" His saber was broken upon impact, rotating in midair before sticking into the earth.

As the strongest move of the blade style, Tiger Roar was too great in momentum.

Even the Ryen brothers' machetes were deflected and now quaking uncontrollably.

"What can you use to fight with us! Death has claimed you! Hahaha!"

Ryen Sanfer laughed aloud. Without a weapon, a bladesman was nothing but a docile sheep.

He held his blade tightly and was about to seal Le Xaan's demise.

"Pong! Pong!"

Right at this moment, two thunderous noises sounded out.

Ryen Sanfer suddenly found that Le Xaan sprinted forward and smashed his palms at his brother's chest.

"Clatter!"

Ryen Honsey's thick-backed saber landed on the ground.

He backed away a few steps and pressed on his front with a blank expression.

"Eldest... Brother... Run... Now!"

"Puff!"

As a stream of blood gushed from his mouth, he fell backward.

Le Xaan was in a bizarrely feverish mental state.

After killing Ryen Honsey, he pounced upon Ryen Sanfer a few steps away from him.

Ryen Sanfer jolted back to his senses, letting out a growl, and then tried to slash his blade at Le Xaan.

But it was too late!

The moment his mind went blank at his younger brother's death, Le Xaan had already made his way before him.

"Pong! Pong! Pong!"

Le Xaan finished three consecutive smacks at Ryen Sanfer's chest and abdomen in an instant.

Those smacks carried a unique force that penetrated through his skin and flesh and shattered his vital organs.

Ryen Sanfer's face flushed a blood-red. He stepped back but soon knelt down on the ground.

His eyes were fixated firmly on Le Xaan; he opened his mouth, trying to speak, but was choked by the blood pouring out from his throat.

Finally, he stiffly fell forward.

Le Xaan let out a chuckle.

"A couple of 'Strength Flow' top experts... They appeared to be the Ryen brothers that Elder Zaner tried to hunt down in his earlier years. Unexpectedly, they were executed by me today."

His gaze skimmed across the four bodies around him while he felt his heart pounding wildly.

"Could it be that I now entered into the realm of "Intelligence Flow" that Elder Zaner had talked about?And Master Cyam Suin had also instructed me on that."

"Strength Flow" was the Realm where one could marshal the majority of his total strength.

In the Realm of "Intelligence Flow", a martial arts expert would be able to string together the functions of his eyes, ears, and brains and coordinate them in a more effective way while combating.

And "Intelligence Flow" would also come along with a higher proportion of mobilizable strength.

There were few people who were able to summon up all of his strength, if any.

When he was back in his previous life, Le Xaan once learned of an experimental conclusion that an ordinary adult man would be able to unleash tons of strength with a single punch, yet under the premise that he could mobilize all of the muscles all over his body.

That's just a theoretical upper limit.

When such a punch was truly done, one's joints would be mangled and then completely broken.

So, it's just theoretically possible.

The "Intelligence Flow" Realm allowed for a more effective way to muster his muscular strength.

Le Xaan walked up to the Ryen brothers' corpses and patted them down.

He retrieved a stack of silver certificates, all in the denomination of one hundred silver coins, and stuffed them into his bosom without counting. Later on, he discovered a tattered black leather-made brochure. Since Ryen Sanfer brought it along with him, it must be something of great importance to him.

Then, Le Xaan began to rest on the spot, waiting for the arrival of the Le family's people.