Evil Samurai In Cultivation World

Chapter 3: Convincing

"Murder!!!"

"Claude killed him!"

The crowd could not help but scream out.

They had witnessed the entire process, and they felt a sense of extreme trepidation and terror rushing all over their body.

To this group of teenagers, the concept of killing was still too foreign and too scary. Even though Aldrich said all kinds of things, he still wasn't planning on killing Claude.

Claude was just a relatively weak teenager when compared to Aldrich, but he still overpowered and murdered him with just one move.

He had a sinister smile plastered on his face. This expression further sent a shiver down the onlookers' spines.

Aldrich's head lay on the ground, both his eyes wide open. Claude stared coldly.

He knew that he was a bit impulsive with the kill just now. He could've defeated him without taking his life, but he still did it. But this was his second life, and he couldn't wait to have his first kill. He was impatient, and now he had to improvise.

Aldrich's uncle, Thomas Winfrey, was an elder in the academy. Killing Aldrich meant trouble to him, and it most likely wouldn't end up with Claude winning. After all, he was just a lowly outer disciple.

His gaze swept through the nearby onlookers; there were more than twenty of them.

'Someone must've already gone to Thomas's place to inform him about Aldrich's death..'

After pondering for a while, Claude turned around, and dashed back, leaving behind a dozen or two stunned onlookers staring after his back.

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Second elder Baron Caldwell stood at the window of the third storey of his building, looking outside with a calm expression, when his eyes caught something- no, someone, approaching his abode.

"Oh? Isn't that one of the outer section students? What is he doing in front of my home?" The Second elder squinted his eyes, staring at the young man who was approaching.

The young man was, of course, Claude Rayforth. He had left the martial arts field, and right now he stood at the entrance of the second elder's home. He waited for a few seconds and saw the second elder coming out, gradually walking closer towards him.

"What are you doing here, outer disciple?" The Second elder asked, amusement evident in his eyes.

"Pleased to meet you, Second elder!" Claude yelled out loudly, and as soon as he spoke, bowed his head to show his respects to the elder.

"Second elder, my name is Claude Rayforth. I have come here to ask you personally, to join your Flying Sword Faction! Please consider it!"

The second elder was stunned, feeling extremely surprised. Did the outer disciple in front of him just ask him to join his faction? Did he think that it would be that easy? Was he messed up in the head? He could not help but shake his head.

"Young man, are you joking with me?" The elder said icily as his eyes shone with a cold light.

"This lowly disciple dares not," Claude bowed his head once again.

"Then what were you thinking, asking to join my faction?" The elder shook his head, sighing solemnly. "You do know that I only select the most talented as my faction members! You on the other hand, is an outer disciple who is only at the fourth rank of the Earth Realm. What on earth do you have to offer that can convince me that you deserve to have a spot in my faction?"

Flash!

The moment he finished speaking, a bright light shot out of Claude, enveloping him as he brandished a long sword in his hand, appearing out of nowhere.

"Is that the Invisible Sword Technique?" The second elder's eyes widened with surprise. He was dumbfounded as he stared blankly at the phenomenon happening in front of him with his mouth agape.

He couldn't believe it! No one in their right mind would even consider studying the Invisible Sword Technique, mainly because of how dangerous and difficult it is to master. But this young boy in front of him, with a measly fourth rank body, not only did he choose to study it, but also seemed to be rather exceptional at performing the art.

Who is this young man?

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