"Whoosh!"
The sword moved without leaving a trace. A drooping leaf on a tree in the courtyard was instantly sliced.
When the leaf was sliced, the sword in the youth's hand had already returned to its sheath.
"So fast! Lord, what sword skill was that?"
The young girl standing on the side, slim and graceful, looked at the youth with adoration.
"Sword Drawing Arts."
David Bishop smiled lightly before his gaze turned misty as if recalling a distant memory.
In his previous life, besides being a grandmaster in Form and Will BoHarry, Sword Drawing Arts was another one of the fundamentals he had used to establish himself as undefeatable.
At that time, numerous charming and beautiful assassins came on to him on purpose, hoping to find a chance to kill him.
But at the moment that these beautiful assassins emitted the slightest amount of killing intent, that would be the moment their lives would come to an end.
It was commonly known that David Stark's military dagger was called 'The Death God's Scythe' and that it was always the fastest.
"Bella Johnson, you have to remember that the Sword Drawing Arts focus on speed. Amongst all of the martial arts around the world, only speed is undefeatable! Even against a martial artist stronger than you, as long as you are capable of drawing your sword and slicing through his throat before he can react, he will certainly die!"
David Bishop guided the young girl in a patient and gentle manner.
The young girl was very studious, so she listened attentively.
The young girl's delicate hands grasped the violet short sword, and with David Bishop's careful guidance, she slowly trained until her actions seemed similar in pattern and appearance.
"Lord, is Bella Johnson stupid?"
After an afternoon of training, the young girl was drenched in sweat, her willow leaf shaped eyebrows were moving slightly, and her clear eyes seemed to be less lively; she seemed to be slightly disappointed.
"Bella Johnson, why do you ask?"
David Bishop asked in doubt.
"I trained for a whole afternoon, but the speed at which I draw my sword is not even one percent of Lord's speed…. Lord, is Bella Johnson not suitable to practice the sword?"
The young girl's attractive lips slowly moved as she said this.
"Silly girl, a master of the Martial Dao is not something that can be produced in a single day. You have only trained in the Sword Drawing Arts for an afternoon; don't you think that coming to such a conclusion so fast is really arbitrary? You know, when I first trained in the Sword Drawing Arts, I trained for an entire day and my progress was still inferior to your current progress."
David Bishop shook his head. He was wondering what the problem was, but he didn't expect that what was troubling her was this.
"Really?"
The young girl blinked her beautiful, clear eyes. Her confidence was emerging once again.
"Of course it's true."
David Bishop smiled gently.
"Bella Johnson, if you want to fully execute the speed of the Sword Drawing Arts, you have to familiarize yourself with the methods of exertion I taught you earlier. How you should hold your sword, which part of the body to exert strength with first, and then you have to get fully familiar with the order and power to use during each step; only once you understand these will you be able to catch up to me."
David Bishop said.
"Lord, I will work hard."
The young girl said sincerely as she nodded her exquisite chin.
David Bishop stood to the side and watched the young girl continue training with the sword.
Suddenly, he seemed as if he noticed something.
"Mom."
It was unknown when Zara Martin had appeared beside David Bishop.
Noticing the young girl practicing the same sword move over and over again, Zara Martin had an expression of doubt.
"David, what sword skill did you teach Bella Johnson? Why is she only practicing the same sword move over and over again…. Do you need mom to buy Bella Johnson a set of sword skills from the marketplace?"
Zara Martin asked.
"Mom, it's not necessary. Those flashy sword skills are only good to look at, but when it comes to real battles, they are totally useless."
David Bishop shook his head.
He did not even take any of the martial skills in the Martin Family Martial Pavilion seriously, let alone the inferior sword skills available in Fresh Breeze Town."
"David, don't tell me the sword skill you taught Bella Johnson is even better than those that can be bought in the marketplace."
Zara Martin had an expression of disbelief.
"Mom, do you want to try?"
David Bishop turned around and laughed.
"What, you want to spar with your mother?"
Zara Martin laughed.
For her, sparring with a level three Body Tempering stage martial artist was the same as playing house.
"Mom, be careful"
David Bishop reminded, and at the same time his right hand let go of the sheath and instead grabbed the hilt of the Fine Steel Sword.
Sword Drawing Arts!
He drew the sword without a trace!
Under the shining sun, only a white flash could be seen.
Before the sword sheath could even drop down, the Fine Steel Sword was already back inside the sheath in David Bishop's hand.
Sword Drawing Arts: drawing the sword like lightning and then putting away the sword like muffled thunder!
At the same moment that David Bishop drew his sword, Zara Martin moved, flying backwards!
The force she exerted with her feet even drew upon the force of heaven and earth, so an ancient mammoth silhouette appeared above her head.
Which meant that to dodge David Bishop's sword, she had to use the strength of one ancient mammoth!
Zara Martin took a deep breath and looked at David Bishop in disbelief.
She noticed that although her son's drawing movement was similar to what Bella Johnson was practicing, the speed at which they moved were not on the same level.
If she was just a little bit slow earlier, her son's sword would certainly have touched her.
Swinging a sword with his third level Body Tempering strength forced her to use strength equal to that of a ninth level Body Tempering martial artist to dodge….
This sword skill was truly heaven-defying!
"Mom, that was the sword skill I taught Bella Johnson. What do you think?"
David Bishop lightly smiled.
Relying upon the Fine Steel Sword, even if the opponent was a sixth level Body Tempering stage martial artist, as long as he could get close, he was fully confident in his ability to kill his opponent.
When one's cultivation has not reached a certain level, the aid of weapons is extremely important.
Combined with his Sword Drawing Arts, it would be even easier for him to be successful in his endeavors!
"This sword skill, is it also from the old man you met in your dreams?"
Zara Martin glanced deeply at David Bishop.
David Bishop could not help himself from touching his nose and smiling embarrassedly.
"David, what is this sword skill called?"
"Sword Drawing Arts."
"Can you teach your mother?"
"Of course!"
Zara Martin became interested in the Sword Drawing Arts, so she started to practice with Bella Johnson.
With her cultivation as a base, her progress in cultivating the Sword Drawing Arts was much faster than Bella Johnson's.
After one day, relying upon the strength of one ancient mammoth, Zara Martin's drawing speed was similar to David Bishop's.
Of course, her comprehension of the Sword Drawing Arts was nowhere near David Bishop's.
After all, she was using ten thousand pounds of strength to match David Bishop's speed, while he hardly used two hundred pounds of strength.
For the sake of cultivating the Sword Drawing Arts, Zara Martin bought herself a Fine Steel Sword as well. Her sword would usually never leave her side.
In the following few days, David Bishop started to get busy.
Besides his own cultivation, he not only had to teach the two beautiful women how to cultivate the sword, but he also had to concoct the Six Treasures Body Tempering Liquid for the Martin Family higher ups….
If it wasn't for the help of his mother and Bella Johnson, he would've been exhausted.
Only after spending three days' time of concocting medicinal liquid to supply the Martin Family higher ups children for three months did David Bishop get some free time.
Looking at the medicinal materials piled up into a mountain in his room, David Bishop had a satisfied smile on his face.
He pocketed at least a third of the medicinal materials that the Martin Family higher ups had provided as his labor fee.
Which meant that when he wanted to concoct the Seven Treasures Body Tempering Liquid in the future, he wouldn't need to buy six of the seven medicinal materials.
"David, people from the Marsh family have come. The Patriarch asked you to come to the Audience Hall."
Zara Martin's voice sounded from outside.
Marsh family?
"So they finally came?"
David Bishop's eyes flashed. They were without a trace of unexpectedness.
When he took Bella Johnson to buy a sword a few days ago, he had guessed that the person that was following him was of the Marsh family.
Martin Family Audience Hall
Patriarch Zayn Martin sat at the head and Sixth Elder Peter Martin sat beneath him.
Sitting opposite to them was the Marsh family's Patriarch, Dane Marsh.
Standing behind Dane Marsh was a red-eyed middle-aged man.
"Patriarch."
Suddenly, an immature voice sounded from outside the Audience Hall.
"Enter."
Zayn Martin replied.
"Sixth Elder, I heard that your son, Dong Martin, is about to break through to the third level of the Body Tempering stage. Congratulations…."
David Bishop entered and greeted Zayn Martin before nodding to Peter Martin.
Peter Martin smiled amicably and his eyes flashed with a trace of gratefulness and regret.
If David Bishop was not magnanimous, his son would not have the chance to improve so quickly.
"David Bishop, this is the Marsh family's Patriarch, and the one behind him is the Marsh family's Manager."
Zayn Martin introduced.
"Greetings, Patriarch Marsh, Manager Marshrsh."
David Bishop moved his gaze towards the two guests and smiled faintly.
His expression was carefree.
"I heard long ago that the Martin Family's Ninth Elder was a rare heroine. Like mother like son; as expected, you're out of the ordinary."
The Dane Marsh's eyes narrowed into a line.
According to his investigation in these past few days, the abrupt rise of David Bishop was like a miracle.
In one month's time, transforming from a sickly person into a third level Body Tempering martial artist.
And he even dominantly crippled Leo Martin, the son of the Martin Family's Seventh Elder and the Martin Family's genius youth.
Even after that, he did not receive any punishment from the Martin Family.
"Patriarch Marsh, I've brought David Bishop here. Why are you looking for him?"
Asked Zayn Martin.
The moment Zayn Martin finished his words.
Dane Marsh's face changed. He stood up from his seat and looked at the youth in a condescending and fierce manner.
"David Bishop, how dare you?! One month ago you injured my son and crippled the son of my Marsh family's Manager. Regarding this matter, shouldn't you give my Marsh family an explanation?"
Zayn Martin and Peter Martin did not expect Dane Marsh's sudden outburst.
They did not know of this matter.
The youth's immature face was tranquil as a pool of water; obviously it was not unexpected to him.
"Patriarch Marsh, if you came here today to denounce my crimes, then I'm afraid you will be disappointed. Regarding the matter of that day, as I'm sure you have investigated thoroughly, justice is in everyone's hearts. If your son didn't rely on the power of the Marsh family, I would not have attacked. Moreover, in my opinion, I have already showed mercy by not crippling your son. I have already given enough face to your Marsh family."
David Bishop smiled indifferently.
"How dare you, a mere Martin Family disciple with another surname, dare to be so disrespectful to my Marsh family's Patriarch! You're courting Death!"
The Marsh family's Manager, Shawn Marsh, who was behind Dane Marsh, caught on to the chance he desired. He shouted loudly before flying out like an eagle towards the youth.
His actions emitted a cold hatred and killing intent….
Above his head, the force of heaven and earth stirred as an ancient mammoth silhouette appeared!