Looking at the Wudang players nearby who were still running around like headless chickens, David Harris couldn’t help but feel a surge of superiority. He was no headless chicken—he had a clear goal, and every step on his way here had been carefully planned out. Now, all he had to do was wait for James Allen to show up.

This guy… surely he won’t come through the main gate, right?

Actually, David Harris hadn’t been waiting long, but his sky-high expectations made him grow suspicious of everything. He even worried that James Allen might suddenly have some real-life accident, causing the sword of the Hero of Xiangzhong to be lost offline forever. Compared to the other players, his restless demeanor actually made him look more like a headless chicken.

“He’s here!”

At last, his anxiety paid off. David Harris, who was glancing up at the mountain path almost three times a second, finally spotted James Allen’s figure, running straight toward the mountain gate without stopping. As for the sword, of course he wasn’t foolish enough to carry it in his hand—who would know if it was tucked away in his inventory? After all, an online game is still an online game.

David Harris steadied his emotions and began descending the stone steps, heading straight toward James Allen.

There were plenty of Wudang players going up and down the stone steps. Those who recognized James Allen all made way for him in various ways, clearly showing some fear of this notorious second-ranked expert. But there were also plenty of players who didn’t know him. David Harris now looked just like one of those players, hurrying down the steps, not even glancing at James Allen.

No one noticed anything unusual about him—not even James Allen.

It wasn’t until the instant they brushed past each other that David Harris’s gaze remained fixed straight ahead. But in the very next moment, David Harris suddenly spun around, and with a light touch, pressed his palm against James Allen’s back.

The “soft” in Soft Palm doesn’t just mean the technique looks gentle and weak—it also means continuous and unending. This move, executed without a sound, once started, flows seamlessly in both form and force, making it the Wudang style’s number one technique for ambushes.

Even James Allen couldn’t defend against this strike; as soon as it landed, he staggered forward.

David Harris’s skill in this technique was far from low—otherwise, he wouldn’t have had the confidence to ambush James Allen. Even so, this strike only managed to make him stumble. If it had been someone weaker, this palm would have been enough to seriously injure them.

Fortunately, David Harris had anticipated this. The continuous nature of the Soft Palm allowed him to keep pressing the attack. David Harris struck again and again, both hands landing blow after blow on James Allen.

Caught off guard, James Allen wanted to fight back, but his attacker had struck from behind, using the relentless Soft Palm, and was highly skilled as well. For a moment, James Allen couldn’t even turn around. By the time the flurry of attacks ended, James Allen was already sprawled on the ground, gravely wounded.

It all happened in an instant—so quickly that the surrounding players didn’t even have time to gossip about what had just occurred.

A flash of sword light.

David Harris, who also feared James Allen, didn’t dare give him any chance to catch his breath. He didn’t even want to see James Allen turn around. After all, this was a game—once you die, you immediately respawn, and James Allen would definitely come for revenge. But if he didn’t even get a chance to turn around, maybe he wouldn’t even know who attacked him.

David Harris hoped for this outcome, but luck couldn’t be entirely on his side. Maybe James Allen had thought of this too. So, in that final brief moment, he didn’t resist at all—he just desperately turned around.

Can’t let him see me!

With this thought, David Harris—who would have worn a mask if it weren’t so conspicuous—quickly turned his head aside, trying his best not to let James Allen see his face as he struck.

But then, he heard James Allen say mockingly, “Are you an idiot?”

James Allen had already been run through with a sword. When David Harris looked back in surprise, James Allen had already turned into a flash of white light, respawning at the revival point, leaving only his equipment and the items from his inventory scattered on the stone steps. David Harris didn’t have time to ponder James Allen’s last words; his eyes immediately locked onto the Hero of Xiangzhong’s sword among the pile of loot. He mustered every ounce of his strength and rushed forward to pick up the sword and stash it in his inventory.

Did anyone notice? Did anyone notice?

David Harris’s heart was pounding. He’d moved fast enough—he hoped no one had recognized the sword so quickly. To be honest, the sword wasn’t all that distinctive, and in the blink of an eye, it probably hadn’t drawn much attention, right?

The quiet around him put David Harris a bit at ease. It seemed no one had noticed. To avoid making his earlier move look too suspicious, David Harris kept up his rapid actions, quickly picking up all the items James Allen had dropped.

When he stood up again, David Harris’s sharp hearing caught some low whispers from the players nearby.

“Who is this guy? He actually killed James Allen?”

“It was just a sneak attack…”

“James Allen really got tripped up in the gutter today!”