I am a swordsman in a strange city

Chapter 132 The Assassin Trio
Pei Ju sat there, suddenly feeling a pang of anxiety.

This feeling of palpitation is extremely brief, arriving suddenly and disappearing in an instant.

He closed his eyes and examined his own heart, but found nothing that bothered him.

After his trip to the Five Immortals Cave, he felt that he had cleared away the gloom in his heart and his whole being was now pure.

That state of "Sword Heart Clarity" has been elevated once again.

He sat there without moving, not even looking anywhere else.

Upstairs behind him, by the railing, stood a man holding a glass of wine—the same middle-aged man who had just been chatting with Pei Ju on the deck.

He stood there watching Pei Ju, observing Pei Ju's movements.

Pei Ju sat there, showing no other reaction whatsoever.

"Heh, all that talk about is nothing special," Liu An thought to himself.

In this world, some ancient professions never change, such as prostitutes and assassins.

In Liu An's view, there was not much difference between killing a person and killing a pig.

To kill a pig, you only need to hold it down, find the right spot, and kill it with one blow. To kill someone, you find them, find their weaknesses, and then take their life in one fell swoop.

Everyone has weaknesses; there is no one in this world without weaknesses.

He had heard of Pei Ju's deeds.

A true swordsman.

With a sword in hand, no one dares to test the sharpness of its three-foot blade. It is said that it can even cut through magic and break spells, and can break through both tangible and intangible things.

When he saw this information, he felt that the Longxiang Kingdom was probably going to produce a swordsman, and it would be a pity to kill him.

But then again, assassins know no borders, at least not in his mind.

His mentor, who brought him into the profession, told him that he shouldn't have feelings; he only needed to do things for money and didn't need to have emotions, because if an assassin had emotions, then he would have a weakness.

Although he was from Longxiang Kingdom and knew that it was not easy for Longxiang Kingdom to produce a swordsman, since he had accepted the mission, he had only one goal: to kill the target.

The three of them are a small team.

Although they weren't a fixed pair, they had collaborated several times. The three of them shared a common trait: they were all exceptionally good at concealing their murderous intent and were all extremely skilled at acting.

They act as a family of three, portraying a warm and loving home, which always helps to lower the target's guard.

This time, they also used equipment that was closest to combining technology and magic for the first time.

A magic camera; the photos taken through this magic camera can be used to cast spells.

The memorial service was conducted with a photograph, and after seven days of worship, the deceased fell into a drowsy state and gradually fell into a coma.

This is the first assassination plan; if everything goes smoothly, there will be no need for a second plan.

He stood there, holding his wine cup, looking at Pei Ju sitting below him, and sighed inwardly. No matter how sharp a swordsman's swordsmanship was, it was difficult for him to achieve much in this era where magic reigned supreme.

The decline of the swordsman is not a matter of a day or two, but a general trend. This profession will eventually be completely eliminated. If it does not want to be eliminated, this profession must be completely overhauled.

Pei Ju did not feel the enemy's gaze, but he felt that he was watching. However, since he felt that he was watching but could not actually feel it, there was only one possibility: the other party was very clever.

He suppressed his murderous intent, avoided letting anyone linger on him, and in fact, he didn't even look at him directly.

He was sitting in an open space, with people walking around him. He could feel some gazes falling on him, but none of them were malicious.

The two swordsmen were about to start fighting again when Pei Ju suddenly beckoned to the waiter and said, "Bet on Gu Lu, the one in white, to win." "Yes, sir, how much would you like to bet?" the waiter replied.

"Ten thousand, please. After it's over, could you tell her that a fellow disciple wants to meet her? I'll give you all the money I win as a tip," Pei Ju said.

A hint of surprise flashed in the waiter's eyes. He saw the room card on Pei Ju's body, which was one of the most prestigious room numbers. He believed that the other party would not lie.

"Yes, sir, I will definitely pass on the message to her." He didn't need to know what Pei Ju wanted to do; he only needed to fulfill Pei Ju's wishes and tasks.

Bashan Sword Field is a very famous sword field in the southwest, known for producing swordsmen of very high skill levels.

Zeng Fei and Gu Lu took to the field again, and the halftime break was the time for everyone to place bets.

Pei Ju was certain that both of them had been hiding their true strength; of course, the first half of the match showcased their unique swordsmanship.

At the start of the second half, the two engaged in an even more intense battle.

Zeng Fei's swordsmanship was extremely fast, advancing and retreating in quick succession. His swordsmanship had become even more concise. Gu Lu's sword danced like a dense forest. No matter how fast Zeng Fei thrust, it would be blocked and then countered with a sword beam.

Gradually, the space and distance for them to lunge forward decreased as they retreated more.

His space for maneuver has been compressed, and this dueling platform is rectangular. If it were an open space, Zeng Fei could move around freely, but now the space on the dueling platform is limited.

Gu Lu's figure swayed like a willow branch in the wind, and Zeng Fei's every swift thrust missed its mark.

If he did not retreat, he would be stabbed by Gu Lu's counterattack sword.

The two fighters' rapid and fierce swordplay drew applause and cheers from the audience. It was also noticed that, despite this, neither of them was ever hit by a sword, whereas they had both been hit in the first half of the match.

Suddenly, the dense sound of sword clashes disappeared, and the intricate sword light on the stage also faded away, leaving only two people standing there.

Gu Lu held her sword, pointing it at Zeng Fei's throat. Zeng Fei's sword was outside, and he was unable to defend himself.

Zeng Fei removed the protective gear from his head, revealing a face with a small mustache.

After Gu Lu removed her protective gear, a beautiful face was revealed.

"The Returning Wind and Dancing Willow Sword Technique of Bashan Sword Field truly lives up to its reputation," Zeng Fei said with a touch of admiration and longing.

The Bashan Sword School does not teach sword techniques in a very open manner; it is relatively closed and requires accepting disciples. As for those who go from outside and pay to learn, they cannot learn the core Returning Wind and Dancing Willow Sword Technique.

Gu Lu didn't say much, only offering a polite "thank you" before stepping aside.

For her, sword duels were a form of travel.

Winning against Zeng Fei is not something to be particularly happy about; it's just normal.

However, she has never lost to anyone her age.

After she left the stage, a waiter suddenly came to her side and said, "Swordsman Gu, a gentleman says he is your fellow disciple and wants to meet you."

Gu Lu was taken aback for a moment, then asked, "Fellow disciples? How old are you?"

"He should be about the same age as you. He's sitting at table number seventeen. If you want to go there, you can just go over there."

Upon hearing the words "fellow disciples," Gu Lu wanted to go over. She looked in the direction the waiter pointed and saw a young man sitting there. Her eyesight was excellent, and she was certain that she didn't recognize him at all. She couldn't help but frown.

However, since the other party claims to be from the same sect, I'll go and see. Perhaps it's someone I haven't met before, or for some other reason.

She first took a shower, then changed her clothes and came out. The moment she saw Pei Ju at his desk, her expression changed.

(End of this chapter)