Chapter 63: Horizontal Chop (2/2)

Even if he didn’t kill the beast with a sabre, Qian Jin was aware that the beast’s body were tough as the weapons. Generally, one could cut down a beast’s bone, yet he would eventually meet an obstruction while chopping.

However, when Qian Jin chopped down with Ji-du, he didn’t feel obstructed at all.

“Is this the power of the Warrior Weapons?” Qian Jin looked at his Zhanmadao, stupefied. “I must become a Forge Master and go to Franklin’s Blacksmith Shop to forge a Warrior Weapon exclusively for myself!”

Suddenly, a dozen grown men in rags holding iron swords and wearing a ferocious expression jumped out of the bush, which was of a man’s height.

Who are they? Before Qian Jin could figure out what was going on, those beastly men, clenching their swords, silently rushed towards Qian Jin.

The man running ahead came to Qian Jin first, brandishing his sword at the latter! Qian Jin agilely yielded the might of his ankle, slid his body to the other side, and succeeded in escaping from this bash. By horizontally wielding his Zhanmadao, Qian Jin axed on the man’s rib, bouncing him away with great power.

Another two men came in. Qian Jin held up his sabre to resist the falling bash from their swords, bent down slightly, and jumped behind. Anxious and doubtful, Qian Jin looked at these people who made up their mind to kill him on their first encounter.

“Ah… will these people end up like the Three-headed Wolf?”

Watching these people attacking him, Qian Jin was lost in thought. The time before last time when he was bitten the wolf, he woke up finding a row of tooth print on his throat. If it was not for the inaccurate biting of the wolf, maybe his neck would have been bitten apart. And what would happen if he was axed by these people? Would he bleed in the head, or would he be directly killed?

“Is this a game or not?” Qian Jin dared not to carelessly behave; he knew there hadn’t been any virtual game like this, though all games provided by Zence Empire were of no danger. God knows whether he could wake up alive or not if he was chopped by these people.

Din-din, dong-dong…

Qian Jin warded off the strikes of some six or seven swords. He screamed out several times, but got no reply. It seemed as if these people were determined to extinguish him.

Killing a wolf was different from killing “people”; the former could be done without psychological burdens as it was killing an animal, but the latter seemed somehow thorny since Qian Jin hadn’t killed any person before.

Puff! Accidentally, Qian Jin’s arm was sliced, making him grimace in pain and feel irrepressibly exasperated. He might be stabbed to death if they kept on chopping!

The ferocious swordsmen intensified their attack upon seeing Qian Jin bleed. Qian Jin came to know why instructor Rodriguez said that the academy could only pass down warrior techniques to its students, instead of shaping them into real warriors! The reason was that killing is prohibited on the campus!

“Oh, damn it!” Qian Jin warded off the two incoming steel knives and growled, “I don’t care whether you are people or beasts; anyone trying to kill me will be knocked down by me!”

A lightning mixed with anger was produced by Qian Jin’s Zhanmadao as it dropped down. Qian Jin faintly shook his wrist as he slightly changed the chopping route of Zhanmadao. The sabre didn’t touch his enemies’ steel knives, rather, it chopped into their wrists directly, moved to their heads, and fell out from their hipbones!