I'm Cultivating Immortality While Everyone Else Practices Martial Arts Chapter 54

Translator: Simple MTL  Editor: Simple MTL

This was originally Andrew's fault.

He was a little embarrassed for disturbing the love of others.

However, when the cursing outside the door sounded, Andrew's face darkened.

He opened the door.

Outside the door stood a bald warrior.

Under the arm of the bald warrior, there was a petite woman.

The woman had explosive yellow hair and a nose ring… It was said that this was the most popular retro style.

“Motherf*cker!

“Open the door!

“Believe it or not, I'll smash your head with a hammer today!”

Case was in a bad mood today.

He was a martial artist at the peak of the fifth grade and was definitely considered strong in Boston.

Other than Charles and only five sixth-grade warriors in Boston, who was stronger than him, Case?

Even in peacetime, he was a big brother with 70 to 80 underlings.

But today, he was furious.

He just came back from the wilderness a few days ago and had been busy for a few days. Today, he finally contacted his little girlfriend and was ready to vent for the whole night.

But…

A blade almost pierced the two of them into meat skewers.

He angrily rushed downstairs.

After more than ten seconds of knocking on the door, Case's violent temper completely exploded. He was prepared to directly smash the door.

At that moment, the door opened, and a youth walked out.

The youth's appearance was bizarre.

A martial artist's badge was exposed, and there was a blade without a scabbard on his waist.

Furthermore, both of his hands were holding a blade and a sword.

Case's pupils constricted.

A B-grade composite metal blade and sword?

Looking at the young man's face, he appeared a little familiar.

It seemed that someone in a group of martial artists in Boston had sent a photo of this young man.

Plop!

Case's legs went weak, and he directly knelt down.

Under his girlfriend's gaze of disbelief, he gave himself a hard slap.

His words were filled with an apology, “So it's Grandmaster Thunderblade… I'm sorry, I didn't know it was you. Otherwise, even if I had a hundred guts, I wouldn't dare to cause trouble.”

Andrew, who was about to make a move, was stunned.

Grandmaster Thunderblade?

Was he talking about him?

Was this considered a title?

He stepped forward and kicked.

Bang!

The bald man, Case, flew along the corridor for more than 20 meters and landed heavily on the ground.

He spat out a mouthful of blood and fainted.

This kick was already merciful enough.

Ahhhhhhh!

The Petite woman screamed.

Andrew turned to take a look, and the woman immediately shut up. Her legs were trembling. She almost peed her pants.

Andrew walked into the elevator and went to the lobby on the first floor.

The hotel manager walked over and handed him a room card. “Mr. Andrew, I've already gotten the room card for you.”

“Okay.”

Andrew yawned. “It's almost two o'clock in the morning. I'll go to bed first.

“Calculate the damage in my room. Just deduct it from my deposit.”

May 26th, 9 am.

Boston train station.

Carol rubbed her eyes. She was not in the mood to look at Andrew and Annie.

In the end, she could not stand it anymore. She gritted her teeth and scolded, “You two, isn't it inappropriate for you to show off your love like this? Is there anything you can't say over the phone? The train has arrived. Annie, get on the train.”

Annie hid her reluctance to leave.

She put out the dignity of an older sister and instructed, “Andrew, after I leave, you should behave yourself. Don't run around all day. Hurry to Stanford University. I'll wait for you.”

After saying that, her tone suddenly became gentle, and her face turned red. She turned around and got on the train.

Carol looked at the scene and could not help but smile.

Warriors were not good at talking about feelings.

Annie was very famous in school.

She was also strong. Every time she went to the wilderness to train or did a mission, no matter what danger it was, she could overcome it.

It was easy to chat with her younger brother. Just a little private topic would make her feel shy.

She looked at Andrew and said seriously, “Andrew, although your strength is above mine, I have a lot of experience. Let me give you a word of advice… cherish the person in front of you.”

Andrew wanted to tease Carol, but seeing her face full of seriousness, he didn't say it out loud.

“Andrew!

“Remember, don't be careless!

“Evil martial artists are very dangerous. The news of you becoming a Grandmaster has already spread out. I'm afraid that the evil martial artists won't let you off.”

Before Carol boarded the train, she said seriously, “This time, you killed Soder and Black Rock. The next time the evil martial artists attack, it will definitely be a Golden Body Realm expert…

“With your talent, you don't need to take risks.”

Watching the train leave, Andrew smiled.

Golden Body Realm?

He needed an eighth-grade Golden Body Realm warrior to test his blade, but… waiting for those evil martial artists to attack me wasn't Andrew's style.

Thinking to himself, when he killed Soder and Black Rock, he had heard that there was another person who helped them. His name was probably Gale.

After dealing with this person, he would set off for the wilderness.

Andrew wanted to take the initiative to attack.

The harvest he got from killing Soder and Black Rock had been completely used up.

The grade longsword was given to Annie, who was good at swordsmanship.

The armor's style was a little ugly. Andrew was prepared to wait until he had time to find someone to modify it before giving it to Annie.

As for the Grade A composite metal blade, of course, he kept it for his own use.

The B-grade composite metal blade that Annie gave him… This thing had a different meaning.

Since he couldn't sell it for much money, he might as well keep it.

After a short while, he gave Charles a call.

Andrew went straight to the point. “Chief Charles, can you send me a copy of Mad Saber's photo?”

Charles agreed. Then, he continued, “I already sent someone to keep an eye on Mad Saber yesterday. Do you need the cooperation of our Martial Arts Administration's people? Mad Saber isn't weak. Once you fail to kill him with one move, he will definitely go crazy. At that time, if you hurt others…”

“Don't worry.”

Andrew smiled and said, “To me, there is no difference between a sixth stage warrior and a quasi-martial artist.”

At the same time.

Boston.

Outside the Riverside Flower City Villa area, in a high-end restaurant.

Mad Saber looked at the message on his phone with a gloomy expression.

He was shocked. “Andrew, eighteen years old, Grandmaster realm?

“The venerable one actually sent me, a sixth-grade martial artist, to assassinate a Grandmaster?”

Grandmaster realm? How could he kill him?

The venerable one had sent him here to die, right?

The previous information said that Andrew was only a third-grade martial artist.

The information the venerable one received should be correct, but it might be outdated.

At this moment, Mad Saber was in a terrible mood.

He was originally here to pick up Soder and Black Rock. However, there was no news of them for an entire night.

He didn't know how the two of them were doing.

Chapter end