Birth of the Demonic Sword

The Ashura was a humanoid magical beast with three heads and six arms.

The Three forms of the Ashura, as a rank 4 technique, could inherently improve the martial art of a cultivator multiplying his attacks till they reached the number of arms of the Ashura.

Each form, on the other hand, had more amazing effects.

The First form could increase the number of attacks by a large amount, creating material after-images through the "Breath" of the cultivator.

However, fighting in that way comported a heavy burden on the cultivator's mind.

Noah was battling seven people at the same time, his mental energy depleted to aid his concentration on his various opponents.

He didn't commit any mistakes though, there were no flaws in his combat style.

He had already been used on dividing his senses with the blood companion so it had been easier for him to learn the First form.

Little by little, all the students were pushed back with many small cuts appearing on their bodies.

In Noah's perception, it was like fighting each one of them in a one versus one battle.

'I don't believe that any of them can match my proficiency!'

He had wielded a saber since the age of eight and he had fought nonstop since that moment, there was no way that some spoiled kids could match his blows.

In about thirty minutes, the seven students were all on their knees, covered in injuries.

Noah drank a potion to refill his mental energy, the fight had almost depleted it completely.

'The martial art is amazing but I still can't use it. The First form is the limit of my current level.'

He was sweating profusely and his dantian was almost empty, yet he had managed to defeat all the youths without gravely injuring them.

He neared one of them and pressed him on the ground.

Then he pointed his feet on his junctures and arched his limbs in their opposite angle.

Cracking sounds and screams resounded in that area of the forest as Noah proceeded to break the arms and legs of each one of the attackers.

Then he tied them up to the biggest tree and slowly stripped them.

The students were either crying, pleading for mercy, or cursing him loudly.

They were eight man and two women, all tied, naked, and with their limbs broken.

Noah spoke to the group.

"I believe that you won't die just because of these wounds and your limbs will be fine after a few weeks of rest. I will go and finish my mission now, I'll take care of you when I come back."

More curses were spewed from their mouths but Noah simply neared the ones that spoke and punched them until all their teeth had fallen.

Silence reigned in the group of tied students after that treatment.

Noah then pretended to go on his way but instead concealed his presence after he was away from their sight a returned to the tree where they were restrained.

He sat on one of the branches and meditated to refill his dantian while his attention was on the students.

"That fucker! How daring he is to-"

"Shut up! This is all your fault! I should have never followed you in this suicide mission."

"I agree, that guy is simply too frightening."

"Frightening? That guy is a demon in a human's hide! He didn't even spare Val and Leah from this treatment."

The eyes of the males unconsciously focused the naked bodies of the two girls who were crying and trying to cover their bodies.

However, their limbs were lifeless, there was nothing that could hide their figures.

"I believe that we should stop bothering Vance, I don't really want to think of what would happen if we lose another time to him."

The students agreed and Noah nodded from his position above them.

'It seems that I won't have to plan a way to secretly kill them.'

Noah cultivated for half a day and then went to the lake that his mission indicated.

Fifteen or so three meters tall yellow tigers were silently occupying that territory.

According to what he had learnt in the magical beasts' course, the Sun tigers stored flames in their bodies which forced them to continuously disperse the heat with external methods.

It was common for their kind to occupy an environment with cold water in it.

'I'll test my martial art a bit more.'

Rank 3 creatures had lost any form of threat in Noah's eyes, they were simply training for him.

Noah used twenty minutes to kill every tiger and stored their bodies in his space-ring as proof of his successful mission.

He then rested to return to his peak form and moved back to the students.

Most of them were struggling to break free from their bindings, they were cultivators after all, their wounds had already healed.

Noah neared them slowly and shook his head showing his disappointment.

"And here I thought that you had learnt your lessons. It seems that you really don't care about your teeth."

The students trembled, since their limbs were broken, they were powerless to oppose to Noah.

"Mercy, please! I promise I will never d-"

A kick stopped him from speaking any more.

Noah sat in front of the naked youths and smiled coldly looking each of them straight in the eyes.

Only when all of them had their head lowered, he began to speak.

"I believe that Daniel isn't aware of your plan, right?"

One of the girls raised her head and spoke through the tears on her face.

"How could he! He is generous and kind, he will neve-"

A slap hit her face while Noah continued.

"Only short answers from now on. If I want to know more, I will ask."

After he was sure that they understood, he spoke again.

"Why do you all follow him? I mean, I understand that his character and his status are amazing but that shouldn't be enough for people to bother me just to improve their relationship with him."

The students lowered their heads, unwilling to answer.

Noah sighed.

"It seems that I have to break your hands and feet too."

He neared one of the girls and held her hand.

He began to apply pressure on his grip and the girl screamed in pain until one of the boys gave him what he wanted.

"Wait! Daniel isn't just talented and wealthy, he is also the only light mage of the academy!"