Chapter 28: The Wind Sword King

  "Master brother, you've finally arrived." The white-robed old man joyfully came forward to greet him, his complexion looking quite rosy. It seemed that the injuries he had sustained earlier had almost completely healed.

  "Junior brother, after receiving your message, Master had me rush over immediately. Are you alright?" The middle-aged man in green robes looked at the old man in white with concern, his eyes scanning the surroundings, "Do these people need my help to resolve this for you?"

  Feeling the icy gaze of the middle-aged man in the green shirt, Hai Tian, Pa Li and Li Ai Hu all felt a tightening in their chests. Although there was a gap in strength between them, they were all the same in front of this middle-aged man.

  "Senior! As the Sword Emperor, isn't it beneath you to take action against us?" Parry still managed to maintain a clear head and wasn't blinded by hatred.

  Generally speaking, if the gap in strength is more than two levels apart, they won't make a move. But now this young man in green robes insists on making a move, and no one present can escape.

  However, the middle-aged man in green clothes heard this and only raised his eyebrows, sneering: "Sword Emperor?"

  "Hah, Parry, my senior brother is not the Sword Emperor, he's just..." The white-robed old man said with great relish, but before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Haitian.

  "He is the Wind Sword King!" The clear and cold voice of Haitian rang out.

  Everyone looked at the sea and sky in wonder, clearly not understanding the meaning. However, the middle-aged man in green clothes and the old man in white clothes were staring at the sea and sky in astonishment, with a hint of surprise flashing in their eyes.

  "Little kid, how did you know I'm the Wind Sword King?" The middle-aged man in green clothes fixed his gaze on Haitian.

  Haitian coughed, covering his chest, while continuously repairing the injuries inside his body. He coldly smiled and said: "From the moment you flew over just now, I knew you weren't Sword Emperor!"

  "Even if one can't become a Sword Emperor, they can still fly?" Parry's head turned around in astonishment, it was the first time he had heard such words.

  It wasn't just him, even Li Aihou not far away and other masters of the two families were staring at Haitian in surprise, it was clear that they had never heard of such a statement either.

  "Interesting, a little kid with only six segments of sword energy actually knows that I am the Wind Sword King." The middle-aged man in green seemed to be more and more interested in Haitian.

  "Generally speaking, only those who have reached the level of Sword Emperor can fly. However, there are two special exceptions." Haotian began to explain slowly, "One of them is a Wind-type swordsman like you, who can barely fly when they reach the level of Sword King, and will also produce a huge sonic boom. But the speed and height of flight are far from comparable to those of a Sword Emperor."

  The middle-aged man in the green shirt stroked his chin, rarely revealing a hint of a smile. "Not bad, I suppose you were able to judge that I am the Wind Sword King because of the sonic boom I emitted when I flew just now."

  "Yes, the Wind attribute does not belong to the Five Elements, and swordsmen with this physique are extremely rare. However, there are still quite a few of them on the entire Soul Sword Continent, but those who can cultivate to the level of Sword King are even fewer." Haotian spoke in a gentle tone.

  His words left Pari and Li Aihou stunned, no one had expected that such a young boy would know so many secrets they had never heard of.

  It's not that it's a secret, but rather that their strength is insufficient to reach that level. Although Hai Tian's current strength is very poor, he was once a Sword God after all, and in terms of experience, there are hardly a few people on the entire Soul Sword Continent who surpass him, let alone within the small range of Wushan Province.

  "What about the second one?" The middle-aged man in the green shirt seemed to have a bit of interest in Haitian.

  "The second is the Flying Sword Technique!" Haotian blurted out, his internal injuries slowly healing as the sword spirit's power flowed through him, but a faint trace of blood still lingered at the corner of his mouth.

  "Flight Sword Technique?" The middle-aged man in the green shirt was visibly startled, "I didn't think you'd actually know Flight Sword Technique, that's not simple. Kid, what's your name? Are you from the Li family or the Saru family?"

  "I'm not from anywhere, I'm from the Hai family." Haitian let out a cold snort as he glanced at Li Aihou and Pari.

  "It turned out to be that abandoned family, I didn't expect them to produce such an outstanding junior." The middle-aged man in the green shirt seemed to be muttering to himself, but his words made Haitian's heart skip a beat again - an abandoned family?

  He had heard such talk for the second time, what's going on with the Hai family?

  "Big brother, what's this flying sword technique all about?" The white-robed old man tilted his head and asked as he approached, it was the first time he had heard of such a term as flying sword technique.

  Not just him, but also other masters from the two families around them perked up their ears.

  The middle-aged man in the green shirt turned his gaze, smiled and said: "Younger brother, this flying sword technique has been lost for a long time. I've only heard our master mention it occasionally. You're often not on the mountain, so you don't know about it either. The flying sword technique is also a kind of sword technique, legend has it that any swordsman who cultivates this technique can fly, and its speed is no less than mine as a wind system sword king."

  "So powerful?" The white-robed old man's mouth was agape in surprise. Although he had already become the Sword King, he was a fire-type Sword King and needed to reach the level of Sword Emperor to fly.

  "Yes." The middle-aged man in the green shirt nodded with a smile, and then focused his gaze on Ha Tian again. "Boy, what else do you know? Tell me everything!"

  "I know you're not just a Wind-type Sword King, but also a Five-star Wind-type Sword King!"

  As soon as this was said, a look of surprise flashed across the face of the middle-aged man in the light green shirt, who had been indifferent until then. The white-robed old man beside him also looked shocked.

  To know that only by surpassing the other's strength can one see clearly the other's strength, but Ha Tianming obviously only has six-segment sword power, how can he see the true strength of the middle-aged man in green?

  "Little one, how did you know?" The middle-aged man in the green shirt spoke with a tone that had gradually become cold. The white-robed old man who was familiar with him understood that his Shixiong (senior brother) was already angry.

  Exposed by a junior, what dignity can the middle-aged man in green still speak of?

  The people present were also shocked, staring at Haitian, especially Pali and Li Aihou, who were even more convinced that Haitian could not be left alive and must be killed decisively. But now the man in green was present, how could they make a move?

  He glanced at the expressions on the faces of Bali and Li Aihou, and Hai Tian let out a disdainful cold hum. He also understood that the two now wanted to kill him, but with the wind-type sword king present, this was impossible.

  "I can tell you, but you have to promise me one condition!" Ha Tian said coldly, still covering his chest, at this time the injuries in his body had almost recovered, it's just that in order to confuse the enemy, he was still doing so.

  "Terms? You dare to discuss terms with me?" A cold glint flashed in the eyes of the middle-aged man in green clothes.

  "Of course, why not dare to discuss terms with you? If you can't agree to my conditions, then I won't tell you. If we encounter such a situation again in the future, others may not be as easy to talk to as me, and they might even see through all your secrets!" Haitian deliberately intimidated the middle-aged man in green clothes, but this kind of situation would never happen again.

  Don't look at his current six-segment sword power, but his soul is already at the level of a Sword God, and his sword recognition has also recovered to the level of a Sword Emperor. Investigating the reality of a small Sword King isn't that easy?

  What is most important for a swordsman on the Soul Sword Continent? It's the trump card, it's the secret!

  No matter how strong one's own strength is, or the sword in one's hand, they are all secrets of one's own. Once one's own secrets are completely seen through by others, it is equivalent to a woman being stripped naked and exposed in front of others.

  Can't help but say, Hai Tian's words are still very intimidating, scaring the Wind Sword King out of a cold sweat. If he is ever discovered by someone next time, then he will be at their mercy.

  "Alright, you first tell me your conditions!" The middle-aged man in the green shirt conceded, he was eager to know how Haotian had discovered his true strength. "Of course, your conditions can't be too excessive."

  "Naturally, my conditions are simple. Just ensure I can leave here safely." Hai Tian smiled confidently, believing that the Wind Sword King would not refuse.

  Compared with its own safety, this condition is really too easy.

  "Alright, I promise you!" The middle-aged man in the green shirt agreed without hesitation, but the white-robed old man beside him became anxious.

  "Big brother, you can't agree to it! He's only been practicing for a month and has already reached the sixth level of sword power. If we continue to indulge him, he will inevitably pose a great threat to our Li family." The old man in white clothes was no fool, once Haotian left safely, it would be difficult to encounter such an opportunity again.

  Not just him, but Parri as well. Haitian killed his son Kasa, he wants to torture Haitian severely, how can he let Haitian leave like this?

  "Elder brother, you can't agree to it!" Parry also cried out in a hurry.

  "Shut up!" The middle-aged man in a green robe frowned and shouted coldly.

  In an instant, a visible cyan light beam shot directly at Pari.

  Two shrill cries of despair echoed through the air, and Pari directly flew out, falling to the ground and vomiting blood continuously, his face looking extremely pale.

  "Junior brother, I won't go back on my word again. If you do this next time, don't blame me for being impolite!" The middle-aged man in the green robe said coldly, scaring the old man in white clothes into silence, his eyes filled with fear.

  Although they are both Sword Kings, the white-robed old man is only a one-star Sword King, while his senior brother has already become a five-star Sword King. The gap in strength between them is quite large.

  Moreover, his senior brother had a very high status in front of their master, while he was far behind.

  Everyone who saw the scene scattered, and the middle-aged man in a green shirt fixed his gaze on Haitian with a cold expression: "Alright, now you can tell me how you figured out my true strength."