Hearing Charles Harris's question, Robert Harris replied expressionlessly, "There's nothing inappropriate about it. No matter how promising a seedling is, it needs to endure wind, frost, rain, and snow to grow strong. Although Ben is exceptionally gifted, he has never been tempered, and his temperament has already become somewhat unstable. Letting him take action this time, I hope that while defeating a formidable enemy, he can also temper his own character to become more steady, laying a solid foundation for advancing to the Fourth Heaven."

Seeing his master speak this way, Charles Harris could only nod and say, "Master, you are right. I'll go notify Fourth Junior Brother now. Fourth Junior Brother is a well-known genius in all of Qingsang City. He succeeded in drawing qi into his body at the age of five, became a Second Heaven martial artist at eight, and by eleven was already a young expert at the Third Heaven. Now, he has the cultivation of the early stage of Martial Dao Third Heaven, and has reached minor mastery in both the Gentle Wave Sword and the Ripple Step. His strength among the younger generation is truly outstanding. Having him deal with a Martial Dao Second Heaven opponent will be absolutely no problem."

Robert Harris nodded slightly and added, "That Martial Dao Eighth Heaven expert has already been driven to the end of his rope by us. Even an ordinary martial artist would be unable to handle him now. Tell the searchers to act quickly! Our large-scale operation this time has already attracted the attention of some forces. If we can't find that broken blade tip within a day, we'll be put in a passive position, and might even return empty-handed."

Charles Harris nodded slightly, tapped his foot, and his figure transformed into a great bird, flying away.

Chapter 0013: Ten Blades to Defeat a Strong Enemy

"Kill!"

William Clark shouted, and his thick-backed blade drew a faint arc of light through the air, cleaving a Martial Dao Second Heaven martial artist in two as if chopping wood, separating head from body.

Wiping the blood from his face, William Clark let out a light sigh of relief.

In order to break out as soon as possible, William Clark had, in a short period just now, attacked four squads in succession, killing a total of fifteen Second Heaven martial artists. To kill so many people in such a short time, even with William Clark's formidable strength, he had suffered quite a few injuries, the most serious being a long gash on his arm from a weapon, deep to the bone, causing excruciating pain with every movement.

The continuous fighting left William Clark covered in wounds. But he also gained a lot. From his opponents, William Clark found nine Body Tempering Pills, three martial arts manuals, and more than a dozen gold notes, estimated to be worth over ten thousand taels of gold.

Now, seeing his opponent defeated, William Clark dared not delay at all. He quickly searched the body, pocketed two gold notes and a Body Tempering Pill, and immediately left.

This time, he hadn't gone far before stopping in his tracks. Because ahead of him appeared a tall, slender youth in white, with a long sword at his waist, looking exceptionally outstanding.

William Clark sized up the youth and sensed that this person's aura was much stronger than his own. His pupils narrowed slightly as he said, "Martial Dao Third Heaven?"

The young man in white puffed out his chest like a proud rooster and said arrogantly, "That's right."

Hearing the young man's admission, William Clark couldn't help but gasp. This person was about the same age as him, probably twelve or thirteen, but his cultivation was a whole level higher! Even his exceptionally gifted eldest brother would pale in comparison!

Seeing William Clark's surprised expression, the young man in white puffed out his chest even more. A trace of mockery appeared in his eyes as he sneered, "What? Are you scared?"

"Scared?" William Clark laughed dryly. Although he was only at Martial Dao Second Heaven, cultivation did not equal combat strength. The ones he had just killed were all at the same level as him. After defeating so many opponents in a row, William Clark had gained some confidence in his own strength. Even facing someone at Martial Dao Third Heaven, he felt no fear.

Not wanting to waste words, William Clark gave a low shout, his thick-backed blade flashed, and he struck with a slash.

This slash from William Clark was a probing attack, seemingly simple. But simple did not mean weak; on the contrary, William Clark's slash followed a straight line—the shortest distance between two points. With such a short distance and William Clark's extremely fast blade speed, as the blade's momentum unfolded, the young man in white saw the thick-backed blade rapidly enlarge before his eyes, the fierce wind from the blade messing up his hair and even making it hard to breathe.

A trace of surprise flashed in the young man's eyes. He hadn't expected William Clark, with only Martial Dao Second Heaven strength, to be able to unleash such a fierce and powerful slash so easily.

Although a bit surprised, the young man in white didn't take it too seriously. In Martial Dao, each level is a world apart. The gap between Second and Third Heaven is huge. With his Third Heaven strength, no matter how formidable his opponent, he was confident he could easily win.

With a movement of his hand, the young man in white raised his palm vertically, forming a blade with his hand, and struck out.

As he slashed, before his palm even arrived, true qi surged forth—this was the unique skill of Martial Dao Third Heaven: true qi projection!