The Shadow Killer excels most in Ninja Skill, and the kimono-clad man almost appeared in a flash in front of Chu Ge, with the blade about to pierce Chu Ge’s heart in a mere instant. However, when the blade descended, Chu Ge’s figure suddenly became blurry, and at the moment the blade fell, the figure vanished into thin air. The man in the kimono was stunned for a second. He quickly turned around and saw Chu Ge standing behind him, completely unharmed. "Illusion Technique?" The man in the kimono squinted, sharp light reflecting off of him, "You actually know the Illusion Technique!" The Illusion Technique is a skill specifically trained by us, the Shadow Killers, and an essential course for practicing Ninja Skill, but I never thought that there would be someone in Huaxia who could use the Illusion Technique. Chu Ge smiled faintly, with a hint of coldness in his smile. He slowly said, "It’s all thanks to your good brothers. Back in Su City, they used the Illusion Technique against me more than once. Seeing it numerous times, naturally, I learned it." The man in the kimono didn’t know that this was Chu Ge being modest. In fact, Chu Ge learned it just by watching someone use it once. Get full chapters from novel★fire.net "Ah, stop bragging, the Illusion Technique is the highest Realm in our Martial Arts, can you really learn it just by watching it a few times? You really do talk big." The man said in broken Chinese, "Don’t think that just because you know the Illusion Technique, I can’t do anything to you. Hmph, Chu Ge, today, this place will be your final resting place." After saying that, the man in the kimono charged towards Chu Ge again, holding a long sword suitable only for close combat, intending to stall Chu Ge to accomplish their real mission. Thus, he began by pretending to fight Chu Ge desperately. Chu Ge opened one hand, slowly conjuring a ball of white fog in his palm. The white fog rolled from a small ball to an increasingly larger one, and as his palm turned upward, the ball formed by the white fog transformed into a sharp sword. "It’s not yet certain whose victory it will be today." The man in the kimono looked at the sharp sword materializing in Chu Ge’s hand. He knew that Martial Artists in Huaxia were Cultivators who could do things ordinary people couldn’t even imagine, such as transforming True Qi into a sharp sword before his eyes. The man in the kimono squinted his eyes, with a hint of mockery at the corner of his lips, "Are you sure you want to have a sword fight with me?" As Japanese assassins are known for using blades and swords as weapons, this guy actually chose to use a sword against him. Was he too conceited, thinking he was confident enough to defeat him? "Of course, you’re using a blade, so using a sword against you seems fair." This statement seemed reasonable but was filled with sarcasm directed at the man in the kimono, which he could discern from Chu Ge’s words. He snorted disdainfully, "Fair? Soon enough, I’ll show you what’s fair or not." Saying that, the man in the kimono charged at Chu Ge with his blade again. Chu Ge stood there unmoving, wearing only a blue shirt, which was particularly eye-catching in the bleak winter. The cold wind blew, lifting the hem of his clothes, making him appear serene like a sage from beyond this world. He held one hand behind his back and gripped the long sword with the other, expressionlessly watching the man charge straight at him. The blade slashed down from above towards his head, but Chu Ge used just a fraction of his strength to deflect it aside. Surprise flashed in Chu Ge’s heart because the aggressive manner of the man in the kimono suggested that he was using all his strength. Yet, Chu Ge managed to deflect his blade using only a third of his power without even employing True Qi. No time for Chu Ge to ponder, the man swung his blade again, but this time, even though he seemed to exert much strength, Chu Ge could still easily dodge aside. However, when Chu Ge launched an attack, the man in the kimono would exert all his strength to extricate himself from danger. This deepened Chu Ge’s doubts; a troubling thought flashed in his mind. Whether at the Public Sea Banquet, in Su City, or now, they never acted alone, but today he came alone. As a Martial Artist, underestimating the enemy is a grave mistake. After another exchange, Chu Ge leaped back to maintain distance, "You’re stalling for time." Chu Ge now understood that the man’s true intent wasn’t to have a life-and-death struggle with him but to find a way to stall him. "What’s your real purpose?" Chu Ge’s gaze turned sharp. The man in the kimono chuckled disdainfully, calculated the time, and figured their task should be accomplished by now. "Even if I tell you, it doesn’t matter. My real purpose is to stall you, to buy time. You really think I’m not your match? Hmph, you underestimate me!" Chu Ge’s thin lips pressed tightly together, fixing a sharp gaze on him, "What is your true intention?" These past few days, he had been pondering this question—from the Public Sea Banquet, to Su City, and now at the summit, the Japanese Invaders kept harassing them. What exactly was their true purpose? This point really made Chu Ge suspicious. Could it be just to create internal strife? That shouldn’t be the case. The man in the kimono laughed, "True intention? The true intention is simply to make things difficult for you." Chu Ge snorted softly. He certainly wasn’t foolish enough to believe this was the truth. Since the man wouldn’t reveal it, he wouldn’t pursue the matter further. He needed to quickly break free of his constraint and stop being delayed. It seemed the man sensed Chu Ge’s intention. He snorted disdainfully, "Just teasing you earlier, you won’t be so lucky again." "Leaving so easily, Chu Ge, I wasn’t kidding when I said today’s your day to die!" This time, the man in the kimono was intent on using all his strength to clash with Chu Ge. Assassins sent before were all defeated by Chu Ge, and today he wanted to see just how capable Chu Ge was, enough to take down the elites they dispatched. Seeing that the man in the kimono was serious, Chu Ge tossed the sharp sword in his hand, instantly transforming it into white fog, then disappearing into the air. Slowly, he raised his hands, and behind him, a number of sharp swords formed at a visible speed, ready to strike at any moment. "It seems you’ve always been curious about how your companions fell at my hands. Today, I’ll let you experience it for yourself, the taste of death’s arrival." As Chu Ge spoke, those sharp swords launched towards the man like arrows released from a bow.