The Note of the Swordsman

meeting with yourself(2).

"Old man, what are you doing?! You have absolutely no inner strength, why are you even challenging the four of them?"

Little Fu Juese was clamoring there, he became the noisiest person at that moment but the old man in front of him was instead unaffected and still remained calm. He's a hundred percent not listening to it.

"Come, we have to run, old man!"

"Fu Juese, you can't run. Running is only allowed if you are absolutely certain you cannot defeat your enemy. You mustn't be whiny and give up easily either."

"Old man...."

After that little motivational lecture, the three little Fu Jueses friends stood up again.

The three friends looked annoyed and angry, they prepared to attack the old man even though they knew that it was in violation of the teachings of his sect.

"Yeahahah!"

The three came simultaneously towards him but the old man managed to dodge every attack that came at him with his eyes closed.

"Damn. Why is nothing happening!"

The three of them used bare-handed martial arts, although it was still not perfect but it should be enough to defeat a normal adult man without any martial arts abilities.

"Dam. Damnit. Damnit. Damnit. Shit."

Yet the old man easily fended off everything without using any inner manpower.

"You see, Fu Juese."

The three of them had trouble fighting the old man. He lost one of his hands. He also had no one eye so what he saw was limited. The old man also seemed to be in an unhealthy state.

"Then how can it be?"

Little Fu Juese frowned seeing all that, she started to digest what was really going on.

The fight seemed to be about to be over, and the old man did not give them a single attack, the condition of the three people was already very exhausted from wasting much of his energy and inner strength.

"There's no other choice, we have to use it."

One of them said it and the two nodded. The three of them were together looking for something in his pants pocket, it was a pill. The pill was red and gave off a light.

"Demon Red Pill?"

The old man knew what the pill was and decided to move first. He then hit the person closest to him until he flipped backwards. He then did a spinning kick and a punch hit the back of his enemy. The three then collapsed one by one.

"Guho! What the fuck is that old man..."

"I will remember you... Old sir..."

The three fell unconscious.

"Fu Juese, you see. There was no need to be afraid of fighting with those martial artists."

"Old man, you're really magical. You're okay, right?"

"I'm fine."

Although saying so but no doubt if he looks not okay. He looks so tired. His eyes were half-closed and his breathing was in and out.

"Fu Juese's..."

"Yes." Yeah."

"Listen to me." The old man took a breath before speaking, "I've lived for eighty years and still survived until now, whereas I fought against all the powerful martial artists in the world. It's not all that I fight honestly, I have to use a lot of tricks and use my wits."

Fu Juese listened to all of that in amazement. Who exactly is this old man, and what is with him he is so considerate of him.

"You can do it just like me. I can't use the power inside at all because it's too late, but you still haven't. You can still fix your demon core."

"really?"

The old man answered him.

"I'm sure you're a smart man, because that's how we both are. But after this, your fate will be much different from mine."

Big Fu Juese handed the book to himself in the past.

"Old man, what's your name?"

"I? I'm Fu Juese."

The old man smiled. His body suddenly disappeared and was replaced with a beam of light right at the same time after the shadow of the sun was extinguished. He died without leaving a trace there.

Little Fu Juese got a book from him.