The Heavenly Tiger Swordsman
I Wait for the Reward

Hao Zhao was staring silently every one of the four, had heard indeed himself the entire conversation of the Main disciples of the Sword Pattern sect and did not accept of course.

The four of them in Hao Zhao's grades were simply not worthy of being a swordsman, the reason being that the four of them considered helping was only a stepping stone to their mission as well as their big name alone.

“Help then help it, if it helps only for the mission and the reciprocity that you will get then it is better not to help at all," said Hao Zhao quietly, gives a very strong impact.

Each of the four themselves immediately frowned after hearing Hao Zhao's words, not feeling that there was anything wrong with their actions especially if they remembered that almost every swordsman mostly did the same thing.

“We help only for the mission or not what is your business? After all there are warriors who care about what happens to ordinary people if not for rewards or intend to find a name?" Jung Douli expressed his displeasure.

Hao Zhao heard Jung Douli's words immediately react, never expecting a young swordsman to dare say such a thing that was clearly completely unworthy of being said.

Swordsmen are much stronger than ordinary people, so it must be for warriors to help protect ordinary people. That was what Hao Zhao always applied during his time as a swordsman.

“Everyone has the right to hold his own reason for being a swordsman, I accept the perspective you have. But you should be able to separate when to apply it" Hao Zhao said, shaking his head slowly, not thinking right continue to think like that when the lives of most villagers just count the time until the bandits come.

“Apply what? Don't speak so vaguely like that Damn it, you think the lives of dozens of these villagers are equivalent to my anger over their attitude after your brazen actions a few days ago?" Jung Douli gnashed his teeth, holding back the growling thought of Hao Zhao who had once hit him so hard.

“True, if we do not care about the mission and people's assumption of our failure then it is a good thing this village is made to suffer by the bandits." Zhang Zhisan chimed in after a long period of silence, feeling annoyed after Jung Douli reminded him of what happened a few days ago.

Hao Zhao was silent for a while before grinning, never expecting to hear such words directly from the mouths of the two.

“If you guys say something like that behind my back maybe I'll try to close my eyes, but if you say it in front of me like this .. It would be better if you guys don't become warriors at all." Hao Zhao before pulling his sword.

Jung Douli as well as Zhang Zhisan immediately prepared after seeing this, understanding them if a young man of their age somehow wanted to once again do something to them like last time.

“Come on, this won't be as easy as last time." Jung Douli with a big smile, always curious about Hao Zhao's ability.

“Show us how high you are to no doubt offend the Master disciple of the Sword Pattern sect!" zhang Zhisan exclaimed, starting to play the sword in his hand to welcome Hao Zhao's attack.

Hao Zhao only sighed softly before taking a step, so fast that not how long had it been right in front of Jung Douli as well as Zhang Zhisan.

“First Step Sword Pattern, Swing Sword Pattern." Jung Douli immediately, where around his sword was already shrouded in energy so thin.

Hao Zhao immediately tried to avoid seeing Jung Douli's sword swing so suddenly, where it succeeded Hao Zhao did even though the energy around the sword managed to touch a little part of his body.

“Haha, you're fucking done!" Jung Douli with a wide smile, paying no heed to his missed sword swing was more concerned about his sword energy reaching Hao Zhao.

Hao Zhao looked at Jung Douli strangely, not understanding why Jung Douli was happy when his sword swing missed completely.

“What is this?" mumbled Hao Zhao not for long, realizing there was like a small complexion in which he was exposed to the thin energy of Jung Douli's sword.

“You must be confused right now, right? That's a pattern of the moves I use, where the body part affected by the pattern will be difficult to move." Jung Douli with a big smile.

“Does that mean I can't fight with my right hand now?" asked Hao Zhao with a flat face.

“Fuck that, it means you've lost" Jung Douli said before gesturing for Zhang Zhisan to move along with him to finish off Hao Zhao.

“For a swordsman who uses a sword, the hand is the most vital part of the body. A swordsman who cannot use his strongest hand is like a bird who has lost its wings." Jung Douli, had already stepped leisurely towards Hao Zhao.

“Dare to deal with us I guess how strong, it turns out that it is only a stupid swordsman who cannot realize the limitations of his own strength." Zhang Zhisan, occasionally glancing at Mei Rin wished Mei Rin was amazed to see her even if she wasn't.

Indeed Mei Rin was also Mei Er was so worried at that time, afraid Hao Zhao why-why. Clearly the two did not have the heart to see a handsome young man Hao Zhao being hurt, even if it was done by his second future lover-to-be, both of them still could not let it go.

“Sister, should we help him?" mei Rin asked quietly, unable to stand still looking at all of that.

“We have to help him, but in what way?" Mei Er who has similar concerns with her sister, although she can not do much because it could be a suspicion arises in Jung Douli and Zhang Zhisan if she and Mei Rin interfere.

Mei Rin was also Mei Er with a lookout for anxiety constantly trying to think of something, until it seemed too late because Jung Douli as well as Zhang Zhisan had stood right in front of Hao Zhao who could only stand in silence.

“You have lost, consider this as a lesson for you so as not to carelessly interfere in the affairs of others." said Jung Douli as he raised his sword high.

“Haha, off ... Brother Rin, look how amazing I am when I finish this trash." Zhang Zhisan began to take a swipe to stab his sword.

Slashhh!!!

Blood started to splatter on the floor, followed by the shocked expressions of every one of them who saw it.

“No way... no!" Jung Douli stared in disbelief as his hand that fell to the floor separated from his body.

“This pattern did not affect me at all, I forgot to tell you that," Hao Zhao said with his newly swung sword to cut off Jung Douli's hand.

“Damn it, what did you do to Brother Douli!" zhang Zhisan exclaimed amidst his shock, unable to keep quiet of course seeing Hao Zhao dare to cut off the most important body part for a swordsman.

Slashhh!!!

“What I did to him was the same thing as what I did to you, so there is no need to be surprised like that" Hao Zhao said before returning to sheathing his sword after being able to shake it once more.

“You ... will receive the reward Damn it!" Zhang Zhisan was quite hysterical, looking at his fallen sword along with the hand that was grasping it.

“I wait for the reward, then goodbye and complain to your proud sect," Hao Zhao said as he took a step away after feeling enough about it all.

Hao Zhao stepped quickly as if floating in the air after leaving the inn, where Hao Zhao wanted to head somewhere to finish what had been continuously delayed.

“Now it's time to take care of you." Hao Zhao when not far in front of him had already seen quite a lot of tents installed, where it was known as a place where the bandits camped not far from the village.