Chapter: 1872

He had lost all ability to breathe, and his face turned increasingly purple. He stared fixedly at Yè Chén with a terrified expression, his mouth gasping for air in vain.

Yè Chén gazed at him with a mixture of excitement and curiosity, asking: "Are you not curious about how I did this?"

Teng Lin Qingtan nodded desperately.

He didn't think he'd understand until he was on the brink of death, wondering why Yè Chén had such a strong ability, why he could suddenly disappear and change the trajectory of his sword's movements in front of him, why he could make his two swords love each other and deviate from their original orbit.

Yè Chén smiled slightly and said, "Did you learn about physics when you were young? The transmission of sound relies on vibration. As long as one can control the vibration, they can control any sound. Your ears may be extremely sensitive, but they won't be able to feel it."

Teng Lin Qingtan's eyes were filled with shock!

Sound transmission relies on vibration, which he knew, but how could a person control the vibration of sound?!

He looked at Yè Chén with an urgent gaze and made umm-ummm-ahhh sounds in his mouth.

Yè Chén asked with a smile, "Aren't you wondering how I made your two swords deviate?"

Teng Lin Qingtan nodded nonstop.

Yè Chén smiled calmly and said, "This has to do with controlling vibration. However, this kind of ability is rooted in the profound Chinese heritage, far surpassing Japanese ninjutsu. So don't think too much about it and just focus on your journey."

Teng Lin Qingtan's expression was filled with shock and regret.

What was shocking was that there actually existed such a profound heritage in China, and regrettable was that he had already reached the end of his life, making it impossible to learn this kind of profound ability.

At this moment, Teng Lin Qingtan's face had already started to turn black and purple, his two eyes staring straight ahead with an intense gaze, as if about to burst forth from their sockets.

As a result, he suddenly stiffened and shook violently all over his body.

This was because he had applied cyanide to the tip of his short sword, which was a highly toxic substance that could cause death quickly and gruesomely.

This state persisted for approximately 10 seconds before Teng Lin Qingtan's entire body lost vitality and turned into a stiff corpse.

Yè Chén didn't show any sympathy towards the dead Teng Lin Qingtan. This person carried so many deadly weapons with him all along, who knew how many people he had killed with these weapons in the past? Now, let him reap what he has sown as his punishment.

Or perhaps this was his best retribution.

Otherwise, he might not even leave a complete corpse behind someday if someone else got their hands on him.

Just then, a very short and faint vibration suddenly appeared inside Teng Lin Qingtan's sleeve.

If it weren't for Yè Chén's extremely keen senses, he would have been completely unaware of this.

Otherwise, he might not even leave a complete corpse behind someday if someone else got their hands on him.

Just then, a very short and faint vibration suddenly appeared inside Teng Lin Qingtan's sleeve.

If it weren't for Yè Chén's extremely keen senses, he would have been completely unaware of this. JrNovels.com