The Boss Behind The Game

Chapter 48: Ao Jian

Translator: Larbre Studio Editor: Larbre Studio

At the peak of the Hidden Tiger Mountain which was located at the border of Dragon Nation.

Two silhouettes were standing apart amidst the clouds as they stared at each other.

The man, who was dressed in green, carried a Green Mountain Longsword in his hand. He gazed into the distance expressionlessly with an unyielding and egoistic aura.

The other man had a black robe draped around his shoulders. He carried a red sheath on his back and, in his hand, he held a black longsword, which could maneuver the clouds surrounding the mountain.

“Ao Jian, I have won again!”

Blood dripped down from the wrist of the man in green before he loosened his grip and dropped the Green Mountain Longsword on the floor.

“During the battle that year, I accidentally killed your father. It was my fault and I understand your desire for revenge. However, your talent in kendo is still lacking compared to mine. It will not make any difference even if you practice for another ten, or even twenty years. You will never be qualified to be my adversary,” the man in black spoke as he looked at Ao Jian, appearing perturbed.

“Talent?” the expression of the man in green slowly turned from composed to anguished.

In order to revenge, he left his family behind and committed his life in perfecting his swordsmanship. Was his obsession toward swordsmanship ultimately in vain?

Ao Jian was overwhelmed by resentment. He lifted his head up once again, this time with a ferocious expression. He reached out to grab the Green Mountain Longsword that had elevated in the air before he tightened his grip around the sword.

“Let’s do this again!”

Sparks flew from the intense sword fight atop the mountain, visible even through the misty clouds. The gleam of their blades flashed around their surroundings.

“Ao Jian, you don’t have a stable sword spirit. If you continue to battle, beware of going astray in kendo!”

The man in black made a slash with his longsword and created a gigantic sword shadow to encase himself within. In spite of the swamping Sword Qi, he was kept safe and secure within the shadow.

“You shall die!”

he had become a complete maniac as he heedlessly swung

“Bang!”

the atmosphere. The Sword Qi at the mountaintop immediately dispersed as though the source of the

Ao Jian dropped to his knees before he spat out

have been deeply engrossed in kendo. But now, because of kendo, you have turned monstrous! Repent

He stared at the broken longsword with a pair of soulless eyes as though his spirit

“Sigh…”

he sheathed his black sword and left

like a soulless body, continued to stare

was drizzling when Ao Jian reappeared on a street, which

he left the town before he traveled along a muddy road

the two tombstones that were set up side by side. They were almost completely covered with weeds. Before long, he left

sacrificed too much in the process of sharpening his swordsmanship. He had no

majestic sword, was born for the

father told him. Hence, he never

Ao Jian was completely

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by Wu Qing in combat. Despite the fact that he had given everything up to cultivate

Neither did he know where he could pursue the abstruse Supreme

dispirited, Ao Jian continued his journey without direction and purpose. All he wanted was to search for the Supreme Kendo that had been imprinted on

this day, Ao Jian stopped at a corner of the street, looking unkempt and

walking past him, he overheard

about the fight between the Demolition Officers and Guardian Angels in the wild yesterday? There was an assassin who played as the berserker and he was totally invincible! He must be adept at his swordsmanship in real life as

hiding in the corner, lit up. He stood up abruptly and stopped before the young man who was speaking. He reached out to

swordmaster? Where is he? Tell

face was flushed red. He defended himself by slapping Ao Jian in his

me. Where is

game, Battle Online. His name