I’m Cultivating Immortality While Everyone Else Practices Martial Arts

Chapter 56: Insta-killing A Fighter Of The Sixth Rank

Translator: Simple MTL Editor: Simple MTL

Following Bilston’s gaze, Mad Saber’s entire body trembled.

This young man… was Andrew!

His face was instantly filled with fear.

Andrew?

Why was he here?

His heart was filled with unceasing waves as he frantically pondered. Impossible, it was impossible for his identity to be exposed.

In just this instant, he had thought of countless decisions.

At this moment, in his ear, Bilston cried out, “Mad Saber, please beat someone for me. This young man is so vicious. If he has some achievements in the future, doesn’t that mean that he wouldn’t even put you in his eyes… Ah!”

Before Bilston could finish his sentence, he felt a sharp pain in his chest.

Then…

His body became light, and he flew up.

Bang!

He didn’t stop until he crashed into the wall of a private room.

“Boss!”

The three bodyguards were dumbfounded.

They just rushed into the private room. They didn’t have the courage to question Mad Saber about why he hit their boss.

Bilston was helped up.

Even if Mad Saber controlled the strength of his attack, he still had two broken ribs, and his expression was ferocious from the pain.

However, he was very unwilling to accept this. He roared, “Lord Mad Saber, why did you hit me?”

“You deserve to be hit!”

Mad Saber snorted coldly, “Bilston, you usually rely on your stinky money to not put low-ranked martial artists in your eyes. Today, you even dare to scold a Grandmaster.

“Do you know that a Grandmaster is not someone that trash like you can insult?

“Even if Grandmaster Andrew were to chop you up, no one would dare to say anything.”

Bilston was dumbfounded.

Even though his broken ribs were extremely painful, the malevolence on his face had vanished.

In the entire high-end restaurant, other than the gentle music, all other noises had stopped.

Everyone looked at Mad Saber.

Their faces were filled with confusion.

In the next moment, Mad Saber had a smile on his face as he strode forward and walked in front of Andrew. He laughed loudly, “Grandmaster Thunderblade!

“Hahaha, when I came back from the wilderness last night, I heard that a new Grandmaster has been born in Boston. At the age of eighteen, he stepped into the seventh rank. With his thunder blade, he killed a seventh rank crocodile demon and helped the people of Boston.”

Mad Saber stretched out his hand, wanting to shake Andrew’s hand.

Andrew was stunned at first.

Then, he reacted.

Mad Saber did not know that his identity had been exposed.

After all, he had not participated in Soder and Black Rock’s operation yesterday.

Even if Andrew had already fought with the two of them, it was impossible for him to know his identity.

Looking at Mad Saber’s extended hand, Andrew had a look of disdain and said, “Who are you!”

Mad Saber did not care. He was a genius, so it was natural for him to have some personality.

Moreover…

He wanted to find out what was going on, so how would he dare to give Andrew a hard time?

He retracted his hand and rubbed it. Mad Saber smiled awkwardly. “I’m Mad Saber.”

However, when he said this…

He subconsciously felt a sense of danger.

“Not good!”

Mad Saber’s pupils shrank.

His expression changed drastically.

In front of him, Andrew pulled out a knife and pierced through his heart.

Even though his reaction was fast enough, he was still stabbed by the blade.

However, the strength of a sixth-grade powerhouse didn’t allow him to die in one strike.

When he suddenly retreated, his mind was frantically thinking about when he was exposed.

Andrew actually recognized him.

However, Andrew didn’t give him a chance at all.

Before he retreated a few meters, he felt powerful spiritual energy instantly blast toward him.

“Rumble.”

A thunderous sound rang out in his mind.

His body, which had just escaped, twitched for a moment before lying on the ground, motionless.

Immortal level secret spiritual technique—Eye of Spirit!

Andrew was stunned… F*ck, with just one attack of Eye of Spirit, a late-stage sixth grade Mad Saber died?

“Ding!”

“You have killed a warrior of the sixth stage. Reward: +1,000 strengthening points.”

F*ck.

Andrew’s face changed.

He was shocked.

“A martial artist of the sixth stage is so weak?

“Why didn’t I feel anything when I was shocked by my spiritual strength so many times before? My spiritual strength is also very weak. It’s just slightly stronger than a martial artist of the seventh stage…”

A single attack, and he died?

F*ck.

He wanted to leave him alive.

Plop!