Martial Cultivator

Chapter 442: Can't Draw His Saber

Chen Chao reached for the hilt of his saber, narrowing his eyes slightly.

Killing intent also began to appear.

However, the young woman quickly looked at him, raising an eyebrow, "Do you want to kill me?"

Chen Chao clicked his tongue and said, "What's this? The villain is accusing the victim first. Weren't you the one who showed killing intent first?"

The young woman narrowed her eyes, her pupils turning completely white again. She stared at the young martial artist in front of her, whom she had never met before, and said, "You've killed many demons."

Chen Chao mimicked her smile and said, "And you have killed many people."

The young woman said indifferently, "Then you can go and die."

Chen Chao stood up, shrugged, and said with a smile, "Perfect, I was thinking the same thing."

The saying "words are a waste of breath if there's no common ground" applied to both of them. After a brief exchange, Chen Chao moved swiftly, closing the already short distance of several dozen feet between them. He reached the young woman without hesitation, pressing his hand onto the head of this unknown demon. As his qi surged, he intended to explode her head with sheer force. However, he underestimated the woman. As his qi surged, the woman also gathered demonic qi in her hands. Just as Chen Chao wanted to kill her in one blow, she pushed her palms forward, hitting him squarely in the chest. In that instant, Chen Chao felt qi surge like crashing waves in front of him. Despite his resilient body, he found himself uncontrollably pushed back over a dozen feet.

Chen Chao was greatly shocked, this young woman's cultivation realm was beyond his expectations.

Caught off guard with her head pinned, even if it was only for a moment, a hint of killing intent appeared in the girl's eyes. After pushing Chen Chao away, she ignored his status as a martial artist and immediately advanced, aiming to strike his head with her palm, intending to smash it off.

Chen Chao initially intended to draw his saber, but with the girl's fierce momentum, he had to block her palm with his hand. Then, with his other hand clenched into a fist, he punched at her. However, she fearlessly reached her palm out to resist.

In an instant, a powerful surge of qi spread out, causing the flames in the nearby swordsmith workshops to flicker wildly.

The next moment, Chen Chao was hit squarely in the chest, and sent flying backward. He crashed into one of the swordsmith workshops, shattering the furnace with a series of loud crashes.

As he tried to get up from the debris, the girl was already in front of Chen Chao. She chopped down with her hand aimed at his forehead, saying with a cold smile, "Just this bit of skill and you want to kill me?"

The white mist within Chen Chao's body circulated as he retreated an inch, his toes tapping the ground, ready to draw his saber. But just as he gripped the hilt, the girl's palm pressed on his wrist, stopping him from drawing his saber!

Chen Chao frowned; this girl was indeed the most formidable opponent he had ever encountered in his life. The sense of suppression she exuded was even more terrifying than that of Yun Jianyue.

Chen Chao could not draw his saber, but he did not let up with his other hand, throwing his elbow at the girl's neck. The girl raised her free hand and pressed down on his elbow, effortlessly neutralizing his powerful strike. In the blink of an eye, they exchanged several moves with just one hand each. Feeling the dense demonic qi emanating from her, Chen Chao's expression turned grim. He had never encountered a situation where he could not draw his saber in a fight unless he had not brought it along.

The girl's expression was cold and indifferent. With one hand pressing down on Chen Chao's wrist, her other hand continuously attacked. Chen Chao found himself in danger several times, narrowly avoiding lethal blows due to his years of experience in fighting demons, which had honed his instinct for danger beyond that of ordinary people. Otherwise, his head would likely have been removed.

Even so, a cut appeared on Chen Chao's neck from the girl's attack. Though not deep, he would have been seriously wounded if not dead had he been even a moment slower in retreating.

Being continuously pushed back, Chen Chao kept retreating. After that, he smashed through numerous swordsmith workshops. The heat from the furnaces was intense, and had his body not been so tough, he would have been either beaten to death or burned alive.

As he was forced back onto the main road, Chen Chao was in a miserable state. He still had not managed to draw his saber. His expression was ugly as he blocked another vicious hand strike from the girl. Then, he grabbed her wrist, immediately noticing it was cold; like icy jade.

Catching his breath, Chen Chao said, "I just took an extra look at you. There's no need for this."

Now, both of them were gripping one wrist of the other person, neither willing to let go. If the girl released her hold and attacked Chen Chao, he would seize the chance to draw his broken saber. With the saber in hand, the situation could change immediately.

The girl felt the warmth from Chen Chao's grip and was momentarily dazed. But she quickly regained her focus and said with a smile, "Do you think grabbing my hand keeps us evenly matched?"

As she spoke, she kicked towards Chen Chao's groin.

Chen Chao quickly kicked at her ankle and cursed, "Your Father hasn't even used it yet, and you want to cripple it?"

The girl said with a cold smile, "It's useless keeping it anyway. You'll give birth to a son as worthless as you."

Gritting his teeth, Chen Chao scolded, "If we're fighting, just keep it physical. Your Father held back verbally because you're a girl. Do you really think Your Father can't out-insult you?"

The girl gave a cold laugh and suddenly said, "Are you waiting for me to let go so you can draw your saber?"

Chen Chao was expressionless, "If you're not afraid, let go and see what happens?"

The girl shook her head and did not speak. But in an instant, the wrist Chen Chao was gripping suddenly became extremely slippery. No matter how hard he tried, he could not maintain his hold and had to watch helplessly as her wrist slipped from his grasp. As soon as she was free, the girl immediately aimed a palm strike at Chen Chao's head.

Chen Chao did not block this time, swinging his elbow towards the girl's head at the same time.

Since neither of them wanted to back down, then they might as well trade injuries?

The girl understood Chen Chao's intention and abandoned the idea of mutual harm at the last moment. Whether she did this because she did not want to fight to the death or simply did not want Chen Chao to touch her head remained unclear.

Blocking Chen Chao's heavy elbow strike, the girl's figure could not help but fall back. Chen Chao thought she would finally let go, but to his surprise, as she moved back, her hand still grabbed hold on his wrist firmly, dragging Chen Chao backward with her.

Chen Chao silently cursed: Damn, I really could not draw my saber?

The girl said coldly, "Say what you will, but you have guts. Daring to risk your life like this, seems like you've killed quite a few demons to become this bold."

Chen Chao gritted his teeth and replied, "In a moment, Your Father will kill you and see what kind of demon you really are."

The girl nonchalantly replied with a simple "Oh?" and then smiled, "Try to draw your saber first before talking."

Provoked by her words, Chen Chao's hand which was gripping the saber's hilt decided not to wait for her to release him. He suddenly exerted force, his entire arm tensing and veins bulging, attempting to forcibly draw his saber.

But in an instant, the broken saber had already emerged from its sheath by a few inches, its bright blade reflecting the light that illuminated the surroundings.

However, the girl furrowed her brows slightly, surprised that the young martial artist before her could actually draw the saber under her watch. Although it was only a few inches, it was enough to surprise her.

But, since she had made up her mind not to let the young martial artist before her draw his saber, then he would not be able to do it.

The girl exerted force to push down, and the saber that Chen Chao had just drawn by a few inches was returned to its scabbard. With a heavy knock, Chen Chao almost lost his balance and nearly fell forward.

Chen Chao furrowed his brows, his expression ugly. What kind of freak was this girl?

However, he exerted force again, and the broken saber emerged from its sheath once more, but it was pressed back down by the girl after just a few inches.

Then the two continued to exchange blows with one hand while the other hand was contending over this broken saber that could not be drawn.

Chen Chao attempted to draw the broken saber several times, but each time it was only drawn out by a few inches before being forcibly pressed down by the girl.

This infuriated Chen Chao greatly. He had wandered the world for so many years and had never felt so humiliated before.

"Told you that you're useless."

The girl scoffed. her voice dripping with contempt.

Chen Chao remained silent, but he gathered his strength once again. This time, the broken saber was continuously drawn out by him. Finally, he could see the blade almost completely out of the scabbard, but just as he was about to reach the broken edge, the girl suddenly let go. Then, with lightning speed, she slammed it back in.

Chen Chao's broken saber was once again slammed heavily back into its sheathe!