Douluo Juggernaut

With the sword force, Lu Ming exerted all his strength and swept towards Herbert at super speed.

In an instant, the two of them were close. Guanshi Zhengzong took out his sheath and slashed his long sword from bottom to top.

How is it possible that I am going to die? I am a Soul Sect, how can I be defeated by a child, but I am really going to die.

The sharp sword force was like a thin needle, making Herbert's whole body feel like he was sitting on pins and needles.

Why should I mess with this boy, why should I be such a bastard, it would be nice to just play with myself in peace, I regret it so much.

This is the city of Burleigh, and he certainly wouldn't dare. If he dares to do this, the guards will not let him go.

But for a moment, the two figures crossed each other, and when they looked again, they had changed places.

"tick tock"

The blade of the blade, as bright as a mirror, was soaked with blood, which gathered along the blade and turned into droplets of blood, dripping onto the ground.

"How is it possible? How could I lose to you?"

Looking at his empty left arm, Herbert looked in disbelief. He neither believed that he was actually defeated by a young man, nor that a young man dared to really let him bleed.

"I have two great loves in my life, one of which is the sword."

Lu Ming's gentle voice sounded. After taking a look at the bleeding Guanshi Zhengzong in his hand, he turned to look at Herbert with a smile.

"My sword is a sword of honor. You are not qualified to die by my sword, so get out."

"Don't be too arrogant. If you dare to see blood in the city, the guards will not let you go."

Herbert stared at Lu Ming hatefully. If looks could kill, Lu Ming would have died thousands of times.

"If you don't get out, you can stay here forever."

Herbert was so frightened by the cold words that he didn't dare to say any more words. He covered his left arm and walked towards the door.

"Wait, take your arm"

Herbert gritted his teeth and picked up his arm from the ground, walked out quickly, and went to look for a doctor. If he delayed for a while, he probably would have died without Lu Ming's hacking, and the bleeding would have killed him. He was only in his thirties, and he didn't want to die yet.

"Sir, if there is bloodshed in the city, the guards will definitely come to investigate. Please show your respect, sir."

The fight just now lasted only a short while, and the owner of the hotel had already arrived at the scene. He waited until Herbert went out and then showed up.

"I'll leave you to clean up the bloodstains on the ground yourself."

Lu Ming did not embarrass him, took out a silver coin and threw it over, then turned and left the hotel.

Burleigh City is an important city in the southern part of the Star Luo Empire. Bloody fights are strictly prohibited in the city. Once discovered, they will be taken away by the guards.

The incident between the two happened just a few moments ago, and it happened in a hotel, not on the street, so the guards didn't know the news yet.

If he was taken away by the guards, it might affect his enrollment in school two days later. After thinking about it for a moment, Lu Ming decided to leave the city and enter the city again in two days.

What Lu Ming didn't notice was that just around the corner, Herbert was staring at him.

A bastard like Herbert naturally didn't dare to go to the guards, or even go to a doctor openly. He could only find a remote pharmacy to get some medicine and solve the problem himself.

Although his left arm was cut off and the pain was unbearable, the feeling of revenge was very strong, so he did not leave immediately. Instead, he hid in a corner after going out and observed Lu Ming's movements.

"It looks like this kid is going to leave the city. Hmm, I'm going to kill you tonight without a burial place."

On the other side, Lu Ming took the opportunity to prepare dry food, and then left the city without any delay.

Not far outside the city is a field where farmers are working hard under the scorching sun, forming a beautiful scenery.

"I wonder how my parents are doing."

Looking at the scene in front of him, Lu Ming remembered the small mountain village where he was born in this life.

In the past few years, Lu Ming relied on some business ideas from his previous life to organize villagers to open a store in Huanlong City to sell the fruits carefully selected in the village. The fruits with excellent quality and appearance were deeply loved by the people in Huanlong City. Love it, business is booming, and the village's economy has improved a lot.

After the life of the villagers got better, Lu Ming devoted himself to practice. He had not paid attention to his family for a long time, so he was inspired by the scene in front of him.

"Just rest here tonight"

Looking around, Lu Ming found a big rock and jumped on it.

Cultivation is like sailing against the current. If you don't advance, you will retreat. With nothing to do at the moment, Lu Ming sat down cross-legged and decided to practice Xia Wu's secret technique for a while.

"Young man, why are you still here? Why don't you go home?"

Time flies, it is already a few hours later, it is getting late, and the farmers working in the fields are getting ready to call it a day and go home.

Seeing Lu Ming still sitting on the big rock, a middle-aged man in his forties with a dark complexion came over and asked curiously.

Lu Ming had already sensed the middle-aged man's approach, but Lu Ming did not sense any malice from the middle-aged man, so he did not get up.

"Uncle, I am practicing here, not from here." Seeing him asking, Lu Ming responded with a smile.

"It turns out that you are a respected soul master. I am too talkative. I am not disturbing your practice." The middle-aged man said with sincerity and fear.

People with strong power may not necessarily have a strong state of mind. This is especially true in this land of blood. Although soul masters are yearned for in the hearts of ordinary villagers, they are not necessarily welcomed.

"It doesn't matter, today's practice is over, there is no need to interrupt."

"It's wet and cold outdoors in the summer, would you like to go to a humble house and rest for a night?" The middle-aged man invited Lu Ming when he saw that Lu Ming was just a young man and not someone who was arrogant and unapproachable.

After all, soul masters generally don't deal with idiots like them. If they can successfully invite a soul master to their home, it will be enough for him to brag about for half a month.

"Thank you, no need. I have time on my hands, and it won't bother me if I'm a little wet and cold. Uncle, you'd better go home early."

Seeing Lu Ming's firm words, the middle-aged man said no more to avoid causing Lu Ming's displeasure. He said hello, then turned around and went home.

The days are longer in summer and the nights come later, but the stars on summer nights are brighter and shinier.

After taking a simple bite of dry food, Lu Ming lay on his back on the big stone.

"It has been twelve years since I came to this world. I have almost forgotten everything in the past. I wonder if anyone in that world will remember me."

"Haha, maybe not. After all, to them, I am just a Shura. Who would miss a person with blood on his hands?"

"My best friend also died in my hands. I have lost too much for the sake of swordsmanship."

Summoning Guanshi Zhengzong and placing it beside him, Lu Ming gently stroked the scabbard and fell into deep thought.

"But my sword is more important than anything else. This is my lifelong pursuit. I will never stop pursuing the way of kendo."

"There are three things that must happen in life, honor, death, and hangover. My sword is my honor."

He said that Lu Ming took off the wine gourd from his waist, opened the mouth of the bottle, and took a sip.

"How can there be no sword dance at the moment of fine wine?"

Under the starlight, a dancing figure suddenly appeared and disappeared.