Sword Roaring in the Sky

Chapter 3 Apprenticeship
Sun Yanwan was immediately surprised and thought to herself, "The sword blade can actually produce a green light. Could it be that this is the world of immortal heroes, not martial arts?"

The young man reacted extremely quickly, throwing the broken knife in his hand, stretching his body and leaping back more than three feet. He walked out of the door of the inn that he had broken down, and landed on the snow outside like a leaf. He used his lightness skills and disappeared in an instant.

The big man surnamed Hu dodged the broken knife flying towards him, shouted, paused, and rushed out of the broken door of the inn, chasing after him with a sword.

The other big men also rushed out of the inn. The unarmed men took weapons from the dead horse lying in a pool of blood and followed the two men.

The fight between the gang members was extremely dangerous. The older guys in the store were quite experienced and had escaped long ago. The chef who was called to cook never came out at all. Sun Yanwan had no such experience and stayed where he was. He wanted to escape at this time, but it was no use.

He peeked out the door and saw dead horses all over the ground. The young man had been extremely cruel. More than ten of the twenty or thirty strong horses had been hacked to death. The dead horses lay on the ground with their wounds frozen and not much blood. The few horses that were still alive kept neighing and were quite restless. There were also the bodies of two big men lying on the snow, which was horrifying. It was obvious that the young man had killed the horses and these two unlucky guys in the process.

A thought suddenly struck him, and he thought to himself, "Is this some kind of unusual lottery? These men, regardless of their martial arts prowess, must be wealthier than the shop assistants. Those dead horses and bodies must have some valuables on them. If I can find some money, it will definitely be of great benefit to my future. This kind of opportunity may not come around again in years, so I can't miss it."

Although it was the first time Sun Yanwan saw a murder and her legs were weak with fear, she still mustered up the courage to run into the snow and reached into the arms of a big man. After groping for a while, she found a purse. It was quite heavy, obviously containing a lot of money.

He felt a little happy and hurriedly emptied out the contents of the purse, leaving only the small silver and copper coins. He put the rest of the miscellaneous items back into the purse and stuffed it back into the dead man's arms.

After all, Sun Yanwan was a time traveler and was thoughtful. If he took the purse, those big men would definitely notice that their companion had lost something when they came back. But he definitely didn't believe that these people knew how much money was in their companion's purse.

Sun Yanwan did not have time to carefully examine how much money he had received. He went to search another person and found a purse. After doing the same thing, he did not put the silver and copper coins into his arms. In order to prevent the employees from stealing money, the boss would search them from time to time. If he found the silver and money, he would definitely take it away and leave him nothing. The young man found a big tree and hid the money in the snow pile under the tree.

After hiding this unexpected fortune, Sun Yanwan walked back to the inn, gritting his teeth to resist the cold, and thinking excitedly: "With this money, I will go to the south to find a good job in the spring of next year, and not suffer here anymore. It would be even better if I could find a master and learn some martial arts."

As he was imagining the future, he saw a young man in a coarse cotton coat and a thick felt hat sitting on a chair in the lobby, with one hand supporting his chin, a half-smile on his face. He suddenly felt as if he had fallen into an icy cave and his body turned cold as ice.

The young man said slowly: "You are quite scheming!"

The young man was filled with murderous intent, which made Sun Yanwan shudder. Without thinking, he fell to his knees and shouted, "Disciple Sun Yanwan, I beg Master to take me in."

The young man was stunned for a moment before he chuckled and said, "You actually want to take me as your master?"

Sun Yanwan replied, "I come from a humble background. Without the support of a mentor like you, I would have lived my entire life as a shop assistant in a large store, living a lonely and miserable life, turning into a pile of dry bones. Life would have been too boring."

The young man looked at Sun Yanwan for a moment, and his murderous intent suddenly disappeared. He suddenly smiled and said, "Do something for me first. If you do it well, I will take you in as my apprentice."

Sun Yanwan was about to ask what he was doing when the young man suddenly tilted his ear to listen and said hurriedly, "Just do your work as usual. Don't look at me!" He jumped onto the beam and lay flat on his back. The young man was thin, and the beams of this large store were so thick that he was completely hidden.

Sun Yanwan had an idea and ran out. He used all his strength to drag a corpse back. He took off the single-edged sword from the corpse and threw it onto the beam. The young man reached out to grab it, but then retracted his hand.

The wind blew snow, making a rustling sound. Seven or eight big men rushed in. Just then, they saw Sun Yanwan probing the nose of one of his companions with his finger. A big man with a scar on his face shouted, "Hey, man, what are you doing?"

Sun Yanwan said timidly, "I just saw this gentleman move a little, so I thought he wasn't dead yet. I was afraid he'd frozen outside, so I moved him back. I'm checking to see if he's breathing. Is there any way he can be saved?"

The big man's face lit up with joy, and he was about to come over to check, but he heard a steady voice shouting, "Get out of the way!" The big man named Hu appeared in the lobby of the inn at some point, walked over quickly, stretched out his hand to push Sun Yanwan away, bent down and was about to check.

At this moment, a cold light flashed, and a single sword fell from the beam like lightning, piercing the body of the man named Hu from the back.

The big man surnamed Hu was suddenly hit hard. He roared wildly, jumped high, and slapped the beam with his palm. The sound was like thunder and broke the beam as thick as a bear's waist. The whole hall shook and half of the roof collapsed suddenly.

The big man surnamed Hu struck out with a palm and fell from mid-air, making a hoarse sound in his throat and twisting his body on the ground. He tried to reach out and pull out his single-edged sword several times but failed. Suddenly, his body trembled, blood gushed out of the wound, and he never moved again.

The young man suddenly launched a sneak attack and killed the big man surnamed Hu with one blow. He landed on the ground with a smile, not caring about the collapsed roof at all. Looking at the big man surnamed Hu who died, he said, "Hu Fengwei is dead. Who among you can be my opponent?" The remaining seven or eight big men were all terrified. They shouted wildly together and rushed into the wind and snow, never daring to look back.

Sun Yanwan was just thinking that the young man would chase out and kill all these people, but he saw the young man fall to the ground with a thud, spitting out blood. The palm strike from the big man surnamed Hu was so powerful that it still seriously injured him even through the beam.

Sun Yanwan was startled and asked hurriedly, "Master, where are you injured? Is there anything you need from me?"

The young man squinted at me, then suddenly smiled and said, "My dear boy, you are so lucky! If I hadn't been injured, I would have just left. Now I need your care."

The young man had never thought that he could plot against the big man named Hu. This man's martial arts was actually better than his. He just wanted to make a surprise attack and kill a few of Hu's men to vent his anger of being hunted. However, Sun Yanwan was bold and careful. He set a crude trap. Not only did he get a knife for him, but he also lured Hu Fengwei to his front, revealing a big flaw. He suddenly attacked and actually killed this archenemy.

The young man glanced at Hu Fengwei's corpse, feeling slightly pleased. He couldn't help but smile again, causing his wound to flare up, causing him to spit out a small mouthful of blood. He didn't care at all and said, "Help me go outside and pick out two horses. We must leave now, otherwise, when Hu Fengwei's men come back, both our master and disciple will surely die."

　Recommend a very good classical fairy tale novel "The Immortal Son-in-law"

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