“This technique must be very strong if even teacher was taken in by it.” Li Hao flashed a smile. “But… the veterans of Silver Moon’s martial world all know about it, right?”1

“No.” Yuan Shuo shook his head. “The Ghost Shadow Sword would not be a secret art if people knew about its final move! Those who fought the Shadow Swordsman either died to the last stroke or killed him instead.0

“Anyone witnessing his last stroke was in danger of losing their life, so they would kill him even if they didn’t want to before. Therefore, he dies unless he kills his opponent!”0

And so, the Shadow Swordsman had died.0

To Yuan Shuo’s hands.0

“That’s perfect!” Li Hao said delightedly. He liked this secret art—it was a marvelous technique for ambushing others, much like the Hand That Brings Back Life. Added to that the stroke recorded in his mind… the young man suddenly felt that he had many fatal aces up his sleeves.5

Such was the benefit of being under the wing of a formidable teacher who knew anything and could bring out any secret art! Other martial masters could only gaze upon Li Hao with longing and envy.0

Next, Yuan Shuo taught his student the breathing method of the...0