Chapter 65: Before Me, Even Drawing Your Sword Is A Luxury!
“Mister Ji, you…”
Ye Chunsheng knew that Ji Qing’s saber was faster.
Back then at the Hanging Temple, he had lost.
But even if Ji Qing’s saber was fast, it was only so fast—could it safely rescue Zhao Jingjing?
Not only did Ye Chunsheng doubt it, but Zhao Wuya, the Sword Forging Manor disciples, and all the Jianghu people doubted it too.
The Astonishing Swan Saber was indeed very fast.
But could it be faster than the blade the man in black held against Zhao Jingjing’s neck?
The opponent only needed to apply a little force, and the sharp blade edge could easily slit Zhao Jingjing’s neck.
This number one beauty of Jiangnan might then perish in an instant.
At this moment, gazes fell on Ji Qing one after another.
Ji Qing, however, walked step by step, extremely firmly, toward the man in black.
“Stop!”
“If you dare take another step forward, I’ll kill Zhao Jingjing!”
The man in black warned.
But what about Ji Qing?
He didn’t stop, but continued walking forward.
“You don’t care about Zhao Jingjing’s life? Fine, then don’t blame me…”
The man in black gritted his teeth, slightly applying force to the saber in his hand.
But at that moment, a sudden change occurred.
“Boom.”
An invisible pressure suddenly descended on him.
The man in black looked at Ji Qing in horror.
He had just tried to apply force, but discovered that his hand gripping the saber was trembling slightly.
He couldn’t apply force at all.
Even moving now seemed very difficult.
He roared madly in his heart.
“Move… move for me…”
The man in black didn’t know what was happening—why had he suddenly become unable to move?
Moreover, as he looked at Ji Qing, boundless terror unexpectedly welled up in his heart?
This was very wrong!
“In front of me, even drawing the saber is a luxury!”
Ji Qing’s calm voice entered the man in black’s ears.
At this moment, the man in black’s eyes widened, his whole body plunging into an ice cave.
He understood.
Saber Momentum!
This was the legendary Saber Momentum!
But how could Saber Momentum make even drawing the saber a luxury?
Not only was the man in black shocked in his heart, but the surrounding Jianghu people also felt stormy seas in their hearts.
“That’s… Saber Momentum!”
“This is Saber Momentum? Why do I feel like I can’t even draw my saber…”
“How can Saber Momentum be this strong? Even drawing the saber is a luxury…”
There were no shortage of saber users among the surrounding Jianghu people.
At this moment, their hearts were full of doubts too.
It was one thing for their saber technique to be inferior to Ji Qing’s.
But now even drawing the saber was a luxury—how could they fight?
Was Saber Momentum really this domineering?
Only Ye Chunsheng’s pupils contracted slightly, his gaze deadlocked on Ji Qing’s hand.
Stormy seas had already risen in his heart.
Of course he knew that was Ji Qing’s Saber Momentum.
He had even clashed Saber Momentum with Ji Qing countless times.
It was already extremely familiar.
But at this moment, Ji Qing wasn’t gripping the hilt with his hand.
Ji Qing had no saber in hand!
According to the exchange back then at the Hanging Temple between the two regarding Saber Momentum and Sword Momentum.
Grass, wood, bamboo, and stone could all serve as a saber.
This was the second realm of Saber Momentum—no saber better than having one!
He hadn’t expected that in just a few short months, Ji Qing’s Saber Momentum second realm had already reached minor accomplishment?
This was indeed Ji Qing’s Saber Momentum.
He had reached the second realm of Saber Momentum; even without a saber in hand, he could still unleash Saber Momentum.
And minor accomplishment Saber Momentum possessed even stronger suppression ability.
This suppression ability could even prevent saber users from drawing their sabers.
Even moving was difficult.
Of course, the time wouldn’t be too long.
Not even one breath could be sustained.
Perhaps merely a single instant.
But a single instant was already enough for Ji Qing!
When stormy seas rose in the man in black’s heart and terror appeared in his eyes, Ji Qing had already drawn his saber.
“Clang.”
Saber light spilled like mercury, the sharp blade edge making everyone’s body stiffen.
Seeing this saber light, panic flashed in Zhao Jingjing’s eyes.
She opened her mouth, as if wanting to say something.
Unfortunately, it was already too late.
“Pa.”
Ji Qing had already sheathed his saber.
As if he had never drawn it at all.
“Let’s go.”
Ji Qing didn’t continue looking at the man in black.
Instead, he turned and left with Lei Yu.
“Pfft.”
Ji Qing had just turned when the man in black clutched his throat tightly.
A deep bloodstain appeared on his throat.
Blood sprayed out, instantly dyeing his clothes red.
“Thud.”
The man in black fell to the ground, his body still convulsing, his gaze fixed on Zhao Jingjing, even reaching out a hand toward her.
That wasn’t a gaze of resentment.
It was more like a gaze seeking rescue.
Unfortunately, Zhao Jingjing was stunned in place like a wooden chicken.
In merely a few breaths, the man in black went still, turning into a cold corpse.
Dead!
This man in black’s lightness skill movement was definitely not that of an unknown person; he was surely a second-rate expert.
Yet this second-rate expert, while holding a hostage, had been slain by Ji Qing with a single saber strike?
The process was basically an instant kill.
The hostage was completely unharmed, without receiving any injury.
This had already exceeded many people’s understanding of second-rank martial artists.
Was Ji Qing really just a second-rank martial artist?
Especially the Saber Momentum Ji Qing had just unleashed—under Ji Qing’s Saber Momentum, even drawing a saber was difficult.
How terrifying was this?
They could now confirm that Ye Chunsheng’s Sword Momentum was definitely not this powerful.
It couldn’t prevent someone from even drawing their sword.
Although both were “momentum,” Ji Qing’s Saber Momentum was clearly even more profound and unfathomable!
“The Jianghu all say ‘Astonishing Swan Saber appears, heads fall’; I thought it might be exaggerated rumor, but now it seems it’s truly well-deserved—another soul has fallen under the Astonishing Swan Saber…”
“Ridiculous. Before, I even thought Great Hero Ye could compete with Astonishing Swan Saber Ji Qing. But now it seems the Astonishing Swan Saber is still in a league of his own in the Jianghu!”
“I once saw Astonishing Swan Saber Ji Qing strike; his saber speed was fast then too, and his Saber Momentum strong, but definitely not strong enough to prevent drawing a saber. Now Ji Qing is strong to the point of despair.”
“Without first-rate emerging, Ji Qing is already invincible!”
“No nameless ones fall under the Astonishing Swan Saber. This man was in black with his face covered, but his martial arts were impressive—who exactly is he?”
Ji Qing left, but most of the Jianghu people didn’t.
They were very interested in the man in black’s identity and wanted to see who it was.
However, Zhao Wuya was an old Jianghu person.
For such a matter, he naturally didn’t want it publicized.
Especially since he had already noticed some “unusual aspects” of this incident, he certainly wouldn’t reveal the man in black’s identity.
“Everyone, please take your seats. The engagement ceremony proceeds as usual!”
Zhao Wuya waved his hand, and Sword Forging Manor disciples immediately carried the man in black’s corpse away.
Though the crowd was a bit reluctant, since Zhao Wuya didn’t want to publicize the man in black’s identity, they had no choice and dispersed one after another.
Ji Qing returned to his seat.
Lei Yu beside him couldn’t help asking: “Old Three, aren’t you curious about the man in black’s identity?”
“Zhao Wuya won’t let anyone know the man in black’s identity.”
Ji Qing said confidently.
“You’re so sure? Why?”
Ji Qing looked deeply at Lei Yu and said word by word, softly: “Because there was no fear in Zhao Jingjing’s eyes, and no killing intent in the man in black’s eyes!”
“Boom.”
Hearing this, Lei Yu’s expression changed drastically.
“You mean, between the man in black and Zhao Jingjing… they might know each other?”
Lei Yu’s eyes widened.
Ji Qing didn’t speak, but closed his eyes.
This was the Jianghu!
His saber could kill, but it couldn’t change people’s hearts!
