Starting From Fooling the Elderly into Registering for a Cultivation Training Class Chapter 203 - Capabilities of the Sword Saint-to-be

Chapter 203: Capabilities of the Sword Saint-to-be

In the arena, an invisible net of swords swept toward Nick Cage and the others.
A crescent-shaped blood blade was floating in front of Nick Cage.
Facing the incoming sword net, he threw out the blood blade without hesitation.
The blood blade spun like a scarlet-red cyclone before colliding with the sword net.
Tss!
The blade and the sword net pushed against each other before the blood blade ripped a hole in the net. The blade’s color gradually faded before turning into red raindrops that scattered on the ground.
After tearing open the hole, Nick Cage quickly passed through it and charged towards Himura Kenshin.
His companions, the two other eccentrics similar to him, also tore open a wound with their blood blades, safely neutralizing the sword net’s attack.
They followed Nick Cage closely and reached out their sharp claws to attack Himura Kenshin.
The other two werewolves could only use their bodies to resist the sword net.
Since the sword net was composed of sword energy, its might was exceptionally terrifying.
Although the werewolves had thick skin and astonishing defense, they were still severely injured.
The wounds on the bodies of the two werewolves were hatched like a net, and blood flowed out continuously.
But soon, those wounds healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
After five to six seconds, the wounds were completely healed.
This almost perverse self-healing ability left people dumbfounded.
This was the best genetically modified person researched by the underground organization that was Blood Moon Temple.
All their attributes were almost perfect.
After the two werewolves recovered from their wounds, they rushed to aid their companions.
Presently, Nick Cage and the others were already fighting with Himura Kenshin.
The sound of weapons clashing echoed throughout the venue.
Himura Kenshin did not retreat in the face of the joint attack. Instead, he faced the attack head-on.
Himura Kenshin was a typical battle maniac. However, when facing an equally matched opponent, his cold eyes flickered with excitement from time to time.
However, these three people alone were not enough to satisfy him.
“You guys are still too weak!” Himura Kenshin said expressionlessly.
He could not help but feel disappointed.
Hearing this, Nick Cage was furious. His aura suddenly rose, and the speed and strength of his attack increased slightly.
The two others were the same.
For this, Himura Kenshin only smiled indifferently, not feeling any pressure at all.
He swung the double sabers in his hands like two swimming dragons. They were sharp and fierce, suppressing the three of them in an instant.
Multiple wounds appeared on their bodies.
Fortunately, they had super strong self-healing abilities. So as long as the wounds were not fatal, they could recover very quickly.
At this moment, the two werewolves arrived.
Werewolves were stronger, but they were not agile enough.
Per the saying, there is strength in numbers.
With the addition of the two werewolves, the rhythm of Himura Kenshin’s attacks slowed down.
After all, he was facing a genetically modified person whose martial level equaled a Grandmaster.
He, too, belonged to this level.
However, he was a rare sword genius in Yun Country, and he was a powerful swordsman who has even bestowed the title of Sword Saint-to-be.
Fighting one against many or fighting an opponent above one’s level were all basic.
Although the addition of two werewolves gave him some pressure, the outcome would not change.
Himura Kenshin had this kind of confidence.
Most of the people in the audience were convinced by the strength he displayed—especially the sword practitioners.
They were all wondering why there was such a huge disparity between the two.
In the VIP seats, the Patriarchs’ expressions did not change. On the contrary, they were still as solemn as ever.
“It’s such a pity that such a sword genius was born in the Yun Country. If only he had been born in my Ye family.” One Patriarch sighed.
“Patriarch Li, no matter how talented a genius is, they will become mediocre in your clan.” Another Patriarch shouted.
Patriarch Li was instantly upset.
“Don’t tell me you want him in your family and get raised to become a fatty!” Patriarch Li retorted.
“Let me see! He should be in my Zhang family. My family’s Sword Dao is famous throughout the martial arts world,” Patriarch Zhang said loudly.
“Tch! Who doesn’t know that the Zhang family used to run an iron shop? If he goes to your clan, there’s a high chance that he’ll become a blacksmith!” A Patriarch laughed.
“Old fogey, how dare you undermine me!” Patriarch Zhang was furious.
For a time, the air was filled with the smell of gunpowder.
However, right at this moment, changes occurred in the arena.
The freaks led by Nick Cage suddenly spat out a cloud of black gas.
The black gas spread rapidly, forming a thick black fog.
The black fog enveloped Himura Kenshin, Nick Cage, and the rest.
Although the crackling sounds of metal colliding could still be heard, it was impossible to see what was happening inside with the naked eye. It was the same even for the Connate Patriarchs.
But to Qin Chuan, he could see everything.
About ten seconds later, the sound of fists striking flesh could be heard from the black fog.
A figure rushed out of the black fog and flew out like a cannonball before crashing into the ground.
This person was none other than Himura Kenshin.
Everyone was stunned!
A series of question marks appeared in their minds.
Himura Kenshin stood up slowly. His body swayed left and right as he spat out blood from time to time. He looked a little weak.
At this moment, two tall figures emerged from the black mist.
When everyone saw this, their eyes were filled with shock.
One of them was an enlarged version of a freak with two more heads on his shoulders.
The other was an enlarged version of a werewolf with an additional head.
“Himura Kenshin, that punch didn’t feel good, did it?” The voice came from Nick Cage.
He had fused with his companion, who was also a freak and became like this.
Of course, he had absolute control over the body.
It was the same for the larger version of the werewolf beside him, a fusion of werewolves.
After the fusion, their strength would be greatly enhanced.
Nick Cage, fused with two freaks, had the power of a Great Grandmaster, the experienced kind.
As for the werewolf companion beside him, he had only fused with one werewolf. As a result, his strength was only slightly stronger than before, and he had yet to reach the level of a Martial Grandmaster.
Himura Kenshin wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and chuckled without any fear.
Clutching his dual katanas, he charged at Nick Cage and the others like lightning.
Nick Cage, on the other hand, looked confident and didn’t respond.
Himura Kenshin successfully arrived in front of Nick Cage. He raised his hand and slashed down with both his blades, which landed heavily on Nick Cage’s thigh.
Crack!
The crisp sound of a katana breaking could be heard.
The blade in Himura Kenshin’s hand had broken into several pieces.
There were only two shallow white marks where Nick Cage’s legs had been cut.
The fusing not only increased his strength but also increased his overall attributes.
Ordinary blades could no longer cause them any damage. Even when attacked with armor-piercing bullets, they could confidently defend themselves.
“Himura Kenshin, just accept your fate! You won’t be able to defeat us,” Nick Cage said sarcastically.
At this moment, Himura Kenshin’s expression changed.
For swordsmen, their swords could be said to be a part of their souls—their most important friend.
A person would die without a blade.
As he stared at the broken blade in his hand, Himura Kenshin’s eyes filled with grief. Yet, at the same time, a murderous intent was brewing in his heart.
His killing intent erupted like a volcano in the next moment, forming a dark red cloud above his head.
“Ittoryu · Ashura!”