Novel & Cerita Backwater Old Man Becomes A Swordmaster

At least I am not in some kind of dream. He collected his bag from the floor and threw the wooden sword into it. He had other weapons in the bag and was still working on his skill to master them. The bag belongs to Balak; it was the one thing that reminded him of the man. Even though there was no love lost between them, a tiny voice in his head still wished that the man was here. Balak had been the one that had taught him the first art of swordsmanship. Let your courage speak when fear tries to raise its voice. The man had always said. Even though they had spent a short time together, he was sure that he learned a great deal from the Watcher

I heard a voice, the fucking old lady was about to scream when I covered her mouth with my palms, “Granny…!” The voice kept calling while coming closer, the old lady struggled to break free from my hold, she's really stubborn, I had no choice but to start stabbing her I gave her nine stabs on her tummy and slowly pulled away as she fell in her pool of blood on the bed, I began looking all over the room for the phone but heck! It was almost like it turned invincible and I couldn't find it, “You’re never going to find that phone” The old lady muttered in between death smiling as blood gushed out of her mouth,

Before Nate could finish, the older man barked again, as if his words weren't loud enough to pierce the crowd's ears. "Asshole, you came back to ruin people's lives, huh?" He was getting even angrier with every passing word. "Master song, how about we talk peacefully after a while." Nate walked to Master Song, but the older man jerked his head and stared into Nate's eyes. "Why did you come back? Did you forget what you did? You promised me, so why are you back now?" The older man's words confused the crowd, but Mia and Old master Allen knew what Old master Song meant.

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After five years of being forcibly institutionalized in a mental hospital by my parents for “rehabilitation,” I awakened the “Slap System” skill. One slap, a million dollars deposited into my account. Another slap, my combat power skyrocketed. Just as I was thoroughly enjoying my slapping spree and preparing to leap over the asylum walls to break free, my parents suddenly arrived to take me home. The moment I stepped through the front door, I saw my adopted brother Atticus Hawthorne, eyes reddened, holding my fiancée, Cassandra Vaughn, in his arms. Meanwhile, my real brother Roman Montgomery was locked in a dog cage, bitten and torn by vicious hounds, covered in wounds, and breathing his

"Instead he sent me to retrieve a dagger from a wizard. He warned me that the wizard would have to give it to me because it was magical, but told me no more. I tried everything I had on that old man with no avail, so I went back to him and asked how. He told me only that I would have to have my silver tongue magically enhanced to get it. I had no clue how I was going to get him to do that when I couldn’t even get a dagger, but out of desperation, I tried. I succeeded. After that it was not nearly so difficult to get the dagger." "I don’t know what kept him from killing me when I returned, but again he didn’t. He trained me in everything I would need to know to defend myself. He said that I p

This newfound strength in her hands was a metaphor for the strength she had cultivated within. The idea of ‘moving forward’ had once felt like a daunting imperative, a command to erase the past and forge ahead into an unknown future. But her perspective had shifted. It wasn’t about erasure, but about integration. The past was not a burden to be shed, but a foundation upon which to build. Her experiences, even the painful ones, had shaped her, sculpted her, taught her lessons that no amount of theoretical knowledge could impart. She understood now that the scars, though present, were not disfiguring. They were lines of experience, a map of her journey, and they added depth and character to he

After seeing Gerald’s nod, the old man then explained, “Well, you see, a person called Master Ghost used to live here, and he was a wise man who could come up with extremely clever strategies and tactics. His claim to fame, however, was his ability to read one’s future. Thinking back, he truly had a number of skills that defied the heavens… While he did eventually leave without a trace, someone called Master Crawford soon took over his place! Not only is Master Crawford capable of drawing charms to save people, but he’s also able to control swords and fly on them! He truly owns an arsenal of remarkable abilities… I came here myself to beg for a charm, you see! With any luck, I hope that the

After the water arrow gradually dissipated, the old man couldn't help but let out a cold snort. At this time, there were bursts of exclamations. "Be careful!." Martin, who was watching the battle below, couldn't help shouting loudly. At this moment, a huge sword formed by water was floating in the void, emitting an incredible power. The moment the old man raised his head, Jason's fingers pinched a sword skill, and the huge water sword fell fiercely. Rain and water droplets flew in the air, and a dazzling light burst out. The figure of Jason stood still on the spot. On the other hand, the old man had fallen from the air and fell into the lake.

"I don't think it will give me the win yet." The old man surprisingly open his eyes wide, looking at his friend's sword on the ground. It looks like he was furious about it getting rejected by the only one who can wield it. In his anger, he attacked Amrak. Quickly, Amrak transformed into a wolf, jumping from the old man's attack. Once he was near the sword, he transformed back into a human, grabbing the sword and stabbing it to the old man. But one he didn't guessed was how fast the old man was and he got amazingly stabbed too.