I am a female swordsman.

She was extremely familiar with sword techniques. Because everyone learns swordsmanship differently, from the moment she picked up a sword, she was learning how to kill people and how not to be killed by those wielding swords.

Like a comet falling straight down, the silvery-white light whooshed like the whisper of death. The descending blade bypassed Huang Quan's arm at a tricky angle, attempting to end the fight with a single strike. The already heated atmosphere was suddenly thrown into a tense silence as everyone held their breath, clenching their fists, craning their necks, and widening their eyes, eager to know what the outcome would be!

boom!!!

Just before the blade was about to strike, an unusually violent vibration suddenly emanated from the sword!

A bright light exploded from Ying Huangquan's chest, the violent force of the internal energy blast sending Wu Mingyan flying several meters backward. The internal energy, detonated at a special frequency, created shockwaves inaudible to the average person. Having taken the full brunt of the attack, Wu Mingyan's face turned deathly pale in an instant!

I feel dizzy, nauseous, and have an urgent urge to vomit!

The swordsman, attacked by an unseen force, immediately sensed something was wrong. He quickly activated the internal energy within his body to block the attack from the outside.

【流浪武士】战技·【空明掌】！

The palm strike, imbued with internal energy, propels the space forward, triggering a unique explosion that resonates with surrounding objects at a specific frequency. The energy released by this resonance can almost completely bypass the defenses of fragile organisms, launching a fatal attack directly at their most vulnerable internal state!

This move is so insidious that it's absolutely a killing move!

After being hit in the face by Sakura Yomi's move, which isolated her from the unseen fluctuations, Wu Mingyan raised her gleaming silver sword.

"Vermilion Bird Secret Technique! Feather Fall!"

then……

The feather fell without a trace, its natural trajectory resembling a vast net of death, enveloping Sakura Yomi. It was incredibly subtle and weak; had Sakura Yomi not been present in the arena, no one else would have been able to perceive the unique nature of the Vermilion Bird Sword Sect's killing move. Once the sword energy formed an invisible net, it had already taken control of the battlefield.

The key to this move is the right timing, the right location, and the right people. It leverages the right location by creating a suitable combat environment and then launching an attack!

Sizzle! ...

The sound of the air being violently torn apart made all the spectators around the arena cover their ears. The sound was so intense that it was like the incessant screeching of countless birds of prey! Their eardrums could not withstand the shrill scream of the air!

The speed was not just several times faster than the first time the sword was drawn; it was more than ten times faster!

In the blink of an eye!

Suddenly, bursts of sparks and white energy erupted around Sakura Yomi! Her supple yet sharp cherry-colored tassels coiled and swirled, resisting the high-speed slicing that could instantly tear a person to pieces! Amidst the exploding sparks, Sakura Yomi's gaze darted around, searching for her opponent's location. She had seen many agile opponents, but those as awkwardly fast as this little Suzaku intrigued her!

'An interesting principle.'

Even under such circumstances, Sakura Yomi still has the capacity to unravel the mysteries of her opponent's sword style.

'Sword energy forms a net; fighting within this net is equivalent to receiving a buff...'

She slightly tilted her head to avoid the rushing sword energy, and then, for the first time, Sakura Yomi made a significant physical movement. Facing the unorthodox sword technique that defied all logic, she raised her left hand high, her fingers clenched into a loose fist. Sakura Yomi was curious: if she were to tear this net apart completely, would she be able to see the whole picture when Wu Mingyan rebuilt it?

'A half-hearted grip?'

Wu Mingyan also noticed Sakura Yomi's movements, which were much slower than his current movements. Logically, he should have been able to intercept her before she could complete her move, but it was precisely this extremely slow movement that inexplicably stirred a sticky feeling in Wu Mingyan's heart.

And this viscous feeling, like being trapped in a swamp, increased rapidly as Sakura Yomi's Void Grip took shape!

It's like a soaring Vermilion Bird having its wings bound!

"broken."

She parted her cherry lips slightly, uttered a single word, and casually used a combat technique.

[Wandering Samurai] Combat Skill: [Rock-Smashing and Earth-Shattering Palm]!

Sakura Yomi's loosely clenched left hand suddenly clenched! The soft, flowing tassels disintegrated with her movement, transforming into a vast expanse of cherry-colored light. This dazzling and magnificent light frantically compressed the space, creating a high-density internal force field that nearly caused Wu Mingyan, who was speeding along, to vomit blood due to the recoil from her speed!

The earth cracked! The arena shattered! Rocks flew everywhere!

With that palm strike to the ground, cracks appeared in the walls and pillars of the entire venue, some large, some small. The ground itself, struck by the palm, shattered completely! A shocking spiderweb-like pattern of cracks appeared, and the ground sank and caved in! All the beings within the space enveloped by internal energy suffered a terrifying blow at the same moment!

Chapter Ninety-Nine: A Hand

The arena was smashed...

This is an extremely rare occurrence, as it's a stage reserved for young people to make a name for themselves. Even the most exceptionally talented young martial artists wouldn't possess such exaggerated fighting power. But to shatter a stage the size of a football field with overwhelming force, as seen in this moment, is truly astonishing!

Humans hold power in awe.

Revere lightning, earthquakes, and fire from the sky.

Because those things are terrible calamities that humans cannot control. The essence of calamities is a powerful force that can easily turn human efforts into ashes!

Mado Yomi's power is a power that inspires awe from the depths of one's heart.

"Cough cough cough!!"

In the deathly silence, Wu Mingyan, stubbornly supporting his spine, coughed violently. Unlike those who observed the horrific scene with their naked eyes, he directly endured this extremely terrifying violent impact. The Rock-Shattering, Earth-Splitting Palm was an explosive martial technique that compressed internal energy into space and then released it instantly.

Its power is such that the more internal force the user inputs, the more terrifying the damage becomes. From shattering the arena to engulfing an entire city like a massive earthquake, Sakura Yomi can do it all, as easily as pressing a thumbtack into a wall.

"Rebuild it, rebuild it quickly, don't let me down."

Like a demon's maniacal murmur, Sakura Yomi's figure was blurred in the depths of the smoke and dust.

From afar, it looked like a twisted, demonic phantom, its eyes gleaming with a cherry-red light, gradually emerging from the depths of hell into the mortal realm. Its entire form exuded a chilling aura of unease, a monster that had struggled and fought its way out of countless hellish trials! That was Sakura Yomi, her indelible, powerful aura blazing forth from the world like a magnificent monster!

"impossible……"

How can there be such great power?

Wu Mingyan's body trembled slightly, the only part that wasn't trembling from instinct was her left hand, which was tightly gripping the sharp blade. Could a human body really do this? Or was it simply a monster in human skin walking through this world?

"Hurry up, let me see that move you just made."

With a hint of impatience, Sakura Izumi slowly emerged from the smoke and dust. Her left hand was still wrapped with the cherry-colored tassel, as if nothing had happened, urging Wu Mingyan to show more of her skills.

"If you're any slower, I'll kill you~~" Sakura Yomi's words, spoken in a joking tone, had an inexplicable magic, and a terrifying chill ran down Wu Mingyan's spine!

"You... madman...!"

"Crazy or monster! If you haven't satisfied me by the time I count to three, then prepare to go to the ends of hell." Sakura Yomi once again made a fist with one hand, but this time it wasn't the battle technique that destroyed the ground, but rather [Divine Light] condensed and landed in her hand.

The sword flashed, and it was swung around in a provocative gesture towards its fellow swordsman.

In this cruel and ruthless world, those without value cannot survive. The only way to earn the right to live is to fight, to fight against the stronger and defeat them one by one. Sakura Yomi's views seem normal, but her birth environment and experiences destined her to hold views drastically different from ordinary people beneath her seemingly normal exterior! Unrestrained, free-spirited, and self-centered!

"three!"

With a rather wicked sense of humor, he shouted "three!" Wu Mingyan, who had been hesitant, calmed down and quickly displayed the composure expected of a swordsman. Even with the chilling blade already at her eyelids, she didn't blink – a terrifying quality that was evident.

"Vermilion Bird's Secret Technique: Rebirth in Flames!!"

The already shattered network of sword energy began to weave, and the speed at which it took shape made Sakura Yomi's eyes light up. That's right! This was exactly what she wanted to see—the myriad martial arts techniques of this world, the culmination of the martial artists' hard work. Her life was already hopelessly entangled with this kind of thing.

Suzaku!

"Wow, this is incredible." Sakura Yomi murmured to herself as she looked up.

The enormous shadow cast a blinding light even in the sunlight. It hovered above the network of sword energy, looking down upon Sakura Yomi below.

Although it's a visualized imitation, it undeniably possesses immense power. This is the secret to the Vermilion Bird Sword Sect's survival amidst constant exile. Each generation of Vermilion Bird Sword Master receives the imprint from the previous master, and this imprint is passed down through generations and continuously visualized, eventually imbuing the imitation with the sentience bestowed upon it by humans!

An incredibly powerful ancient holy spirit, along with Wu Mingyan… no! It can no longer be called Wu Mingyan; at this moment, the body contains the manifestation of the will of all the Vermilion Bird Sword Masters throughout history!!!

"Listen to the wrath of this ancient mythical beast, you weaklings."

Like a trial for a sinner, a pressure more than ten times stronger than the Earth-Shattering and Rock-Splitting Palm slammed into Sakura Yomi's body! Before she could even bend her legs, they were forced into a pile of rubble! Her scarlet eyes gazed up at the scene of the artificial Holy Spirit displaying its power and dominating above her head, completely mesmerized!

next moment!

The Vermilion Bird, capable of incinerating everything, spread its wings! It transformed into a magnificent sword of holy flame, descending from the sky like a fiery red galaxy, and mercilessly pounced upon Sakura Yomi!

This is probably what it looks like when a bird of prey pounces on its prey.

"Haha, hahahaha! Not bad! Not bad!" Even in the face of such a terrifying scene, whether she was completely unaware of fear or confident that she could withstand the blow of the molten gold fossil, Sakura Yomi laughed wildly and even took the time to raise her right hand and remove the black-rimmed glasses from her face.

Live thoroughly, magnificently, and freely!

Amidst the white heat that incinerates everything, a woman named Sakura Yomi shines with unparalleled beauty.

Who can truly claim to be strong? A mighty warrior may fall at the hands of a woman, and the mighty Great Wall may crumble at the sound of a soft cry. Even the greatest power has a fatal weakness—that's the way of the world. And who can call another weak?

I want to live, to live more proudly and magnificently than anyone else.

I gradually rediscovered that feeling I had when I was weak!

It was with this feeling that she was able to reach the pinnacle of swordsmanship in one go. If she wanted to successfully awaken again, this feeling engraved in her bones could not be missing. For this reason, she was willing to put herself in any dangerous situation, as long as the enemy could give her a good time!

"I'll play with you using the strength of one hand, little Vermilion Bird."

Chapter 100: I'll Beat You Up!

What can you do with one hand?

There are many more things we can do now.

You can hold a cup, a toothbrush, chopsticks, a spoon, and even a gun or a sword. One hand is enough to handle many things, but no matter how you look at it, the scene of the Vermilion Bird Sword slashing down from the Milky Way couldn't possibly be stopped with just one hand!

It's impossible! That kind of thing is absolutely impossible!

But...

That incurable smile didn't reveal any panic or despair of being unable to accomplish anything; instead, it exuded a heroic spirit of "I am the only one who can do it!"

Who dares say it's impossible? Sakura Yomi can't remember who said it or where. Perhaps it was the night before she became the Assassin King's Killer, when no one believed that a commoner's rage could bring the world to mourn. Perhaps it was the moment before she became a swordsman, when no one believed that a weak woman could cut down the mighty Great Wall with her sword. Perhaps it was even earlier, in the second before she was forced to adapt to the energy transfer, no one believed that such a frail and unfortunate girl could survive.

That's a technique that's been lost to time.

Even in the Arad continent where the [Wandering Warrior] class originated, no one uses it anymore, because for various complex reasons, it has disappeared from the [Wandering Warrior] skill tree.

However, there are always some stubborn people who will remember.

Sakura Yomi was that kind of person. Although this move had been forgotten by those who came after her, she still remembered it. She remembered very clearly the comical feeling of burning half of her clothes and barely hitting the enemy when she first used it. But Sakura Yomi didn't feel the expected anger at the time; instead, she inexplicably burst into laughter.

Just like right now!

【流浪武士】战技·【红莲业火掌】！

This is a high-level combat skill of the [Wandering Samurai], and it is the foundational skill for Sakura Yomi's awakening technique. In other words, this move is indispensable in order to unleash her unique awakening.

The flame ignited in her palm.

Within the white light that engulfed her, Sakura Izumi's lips parted slightly as if she were saying something, but no sound came out. But that didn't matter anymore, because within that intense white light, a flame that was inexplicably eerie to behold had already taken shape. It greedily devoured the continuous flow of internal energy from its surroundings, its contractions and expansions possessing a surging, powerful force like a cannonball about to be fired!

"Don't die! I only have one hand!!"

The cannonball, about to leave its barrel, was finally aimed at the sky, at the falling Holy Spirit with outstretched wings. As the karmic fire blooming in the palm contracted and expanded, it began to emanate waves of invisible heat.