Romans & histoires Undefeatable Swordsman

"It will be just a minute or two." I frowned in annoyance. How weak did they think I am? Curse or no curse, I couldn't be defeated so easily. Have they forgotten that I was The Invincible alpha, The Undefeated. Although I really doubted my survival as I wasn't half as strong as I had once been, I knew it wouldn't be a piece of cake for them. "Yeah, a minute or two," I repeated, picking up a fallen light stand and breaking it into two.

I'm a f**king king. I'm ruthless. I'm rude. I'm a lion in a sheep's clothing. I love the screams of the men that betray us. I love the sound of gunshot like the melody that my mother plays every night on her piano. I love the smell of the gunpowder. I love the fear radiating from the men when they come to know who I am. I am Rainal O'Brien. I can't be weak. I'm the fucking king and no one dares to cross me. I had no weaknesses other than my family and he is gone so there is nothing left except my mother who hid for so long so she won't be harmed by my enemies because a mafia definitely have allot of enemies.

One slash was enough to kill two dozen men! Kaito marched forward, slashing everyone that stood in his way. In the blink of an eye, more than fifty disciples were lying unconscious on the ground. The disciples protecting Samuel were slowly dwindling in numbers. Longmen’s higher ups and the powerful characters from the underworld felt parched at the terrifying sight. ‘He’s strong!’ ‘This Island Nation swordsman is far too strong!’ With such a straightforward killer move, nobody was able to withstand it. Tyson pressed onto his sword, his eyes twitching profusely.

Even though they spoke as if they were not afraid of anything, they still did not hold back at all in fear something unexpected could take place. Fane raised an eyebrow as he pushed his hands forward, shooting the Soul Swords forward like arrows toward his opponents. Three techniques clashed in the air at the same time as countless rocks slammed into the Soul Sword. The fat man was smiling, already certain that his attack would pulverize the gray sword. However, his smile did not last for even half a second as the Soul Sword did not stop at all, piercing through his technique and unleashing gray-colored energy. The energy completely swallowed up all his rocks. His attack failed to stop the S