71 The First Monthly Tes (2/2)

Evidently, this boy stuck to Golden Roc Fort's fighting style. No matter how narrow the space was, he still tried to kill his opponent from the back.

While the boy was jumping about, Gu Shenwei just kept low and steadily rotated his body to avoid exposing his back to his opponent. For quite a long time, the stocky boy had failed to spot any chance to launch an attack, and they had not really exchanged any moves.

Soon, Gu Shenwei found that there was definitely something off about the stocky boy, who was preparing to jump up for the tenth time. The boy's shoulders had already started to sink, but his feet still on the ground, which perhaps was induced by tiredness.

Given that, Gu Shenwei easily predicted the boy's movement and struck at him.

In the next minute, the boy threw his saber away and used both of his hands to cover the wound in his chest. Blood kept spouting out from between his fingers, but he still struggled, trying to remain upright. After a moment, he could not control his body anymore. He involuntarily staggered backward and then fell onto the ground. Gu Shenwei clearly saw the boy's legs twitch a few times before he died.

Gu Shenwei had thought he had already got used to killing, but now when he ended someone's life in a fighting contest for the first time, he could not help but feel like he wanted to vomit. He had not felt this way for a long time, since he had thrown Mama Xue's dead body off the cliff.

To avoid the boy's blood, which was flowing on the ground toward him, he kept stepping backward until he suddenly felt a wall against his back. The impact woke him up from the shock instantly. He swiftly turned around and knocked three times on the door, telling the yellow-belt outside that the fight was over.

He put on a straight face to mask his unpleasant sensation and then walked out of the room. The yellow-belt outside was greatly surprised. Even those cool killer mentors also could not help casting their eyes on him.

During this monthly test, he was the only one who had killed his opponent with just one strike. There were a few unlucky killer apprentices who were seriously injured and sent to the Firewood Yard in the West Castle.

Gu Shenwei kept his promise. He himself carried the boy's dead body to the Giant Rock Cliff, chanted the ”Death Scripture” three times and then threw the corpse off, hoping that the nestling could get this food.

The thin killer mentor did not care about his apprentice's death at all. As a seasoned killer, he had already become accustomed to such things. He had not even come to see his apprentice for the last time.

But Tie Hanfeng had come to see the dead boy. He had checked his wound carefully, without saying anything. When Gu Shenwei returned to the yard after throwing the boy's dead body away, his mentor got revealed his anger at him.

”You son of a b*tch. You've killed someone in the test. Are you proud of yourself now? What? Did someone tell you that you're not a real killer?”

”Yes,” Gu Shenwei answered. He still remembered that Hu Shining, the training tutor of the Carvewood Academy, had told him that his kung fu had a ”fatal flaw”.

”Huh, you're really proud that you killed someone with only one strike in your first monthly test, aren't you?”

”No.”

Gu Shenwei was confused now. He thought he had done very well in the test.

”Are you f*cking stupid? You cut into his chest. What the f*ck were you thinking? Haven't you learned anything from those idiots in the Carvewood Academy?”

”I've not been trained in the Carvewood Academy.”

Gu Shenwei blurted, while holding his saber handle tightly.

Tie Hanfeng was stunned. He realized that he could not reproach Slave Huan for not knowing the basics, since he was the only killer apprentice who had not been trained in the Carvewood Academy in all these years. Tie Hanfeng had listened to Hu Shining's recommendation and had decided to take this boy as his apprentice even before he had met him in the Pyrowork Academy. Now he found he could only blame himself for underestimating the importance of basic killer training, but this could not stop him from spilling his rage at his apprentice.

”F*ck you and all your ancestors and relatives! Did you come to frame me? You don't even know the basics. How can you become a killer? I'll kill you now, you jerk. I'll chop you up and feed you to a dog, and then chop up the dog and feed it to a pig, and then chop up the pig and feed it to the rats. I'll kill all the rats and throw some of them in the mountains and the others into a river. After that, you may be reincarnated, but you'll always be missing some body parts.”

Tie Hanfeng cursed while dashing toward Gu Shenwei with a saber in hand. He slagged his apprentice off for striking at the stocky boy's chest, but now he was also planning to attack Slave Huan from the front. He thought he was much stronger and experienced than the slave boy and did not need to use any advanced techniques to kill him.

Gu Shenwei was always on guard against his mentor. Seeing the malevolent look on Tie Hanfeng's face, he understood that his mentor did mean it when he said that he would kill him.

Tie Hanfeng kept rushing forward without raising his saber. He did not need to do so. He moved much faster than most people. He believed that the slave boy could never determine his moves, not to mention counter them.

Gu Shenwei did not raise his saber either. He was clear that he could not compete with his mentor in speed. If he raised his saber now, he would just give his mentor a chance to predict his movement and spot his weakness.

He took a step back and felt nauseous again. What Tie Hanfeng said sickened him. Although he was well aware that he talked like this all the time, he still could not endure such verbal abuse. Being brought up in a traditional Chinese family, he could hardly get used to this kind of filthy speech.

All the knife fighting skills and routines he had learned flashed across his mind, from the Gu family style to the the Iron Mountain style and Golden Roc Fort style. Nevertheless, Gu Shenwei was not satisfied with any of these moves. Suddenly, he thought of a move and raised his saber to stab Tie Hanfeng's neck.