3 One Slash At a Time, Drawing His Sword

"I'll kill the zombies!"

Tian Xing shouted just as Old Jack and the others were in a stalemate with the zombies outside the door. Tian Xing finally understood the situation because if no one had gone to kill the zombies now, it wouldn't be long before the people blocking the door ran out of energy. The zombies would rush in one at a time, and everyone here would die.

"Parr, how could you..."

Forcefully pushing against the door, Old Jack turned his head to look at his adopted son. He recalled that Parr has the strength of an adult, and Old Jack had also previously taught him the Wind Wolf Basic Sword Drawing Technique.

Old Jack then looked at the people around him, whose faces were red and necks were thick. Archie and the others were doing their best to push against the door and prevent the zombies from entering. He also looked at the old, weak, and disabled villagers who didn't dare to come up. Even if they did, they would be useless.

Finally, Old Jack gritted his teeth and nodded. "Parr, go on then!"

"Okay."

Parr gripped his black short sword and squeezed through the crowd. He came to the front of the wooden door, which was half-opened. His left hand was holding the sword sheath at his waist, while his right hand was holding the hilt of the sword. His facial expression was entirely solemn.

"Parr, the zombies' heads are their weakness. Only by destroying their heads can we stop them." Old Jack thought Parr didn't know, so he reminded him.

"I got it."

Parr replied without blinking, and then he took a deep breath. Holding his breath, Parr took a step forward and exerted force with his right arm. The black short sword was unsheathed and swung, just enough to reach the head of the first zombie.

Inhale—

Slash!

The black short sword, made of an unknown material, was extremely sharp. With the support of the Wind Wolf Basic Sword Drawing Technique, it instantly cut the zombie's head into two.

Bang!

The zombie collapsed to the ground and was trampled under the feet of the other zombies behind him.

Exhale—

"Not bad! I can kill a zombie instantly by using my skill."

Tian Xing took a step back after pulling out his short sword. He let out a long breath and suppressed the discomfort he felt from his first attack. He slowly returned the black short sword to its sheath. In the process, he lowered his head and took a look at the weapon.

"Beep, Life Energy Points detected. Do you wish to absorb it?"

'Absorb!' Tian Xing muttered in his heart.

"Beep, absorbing.

"Beep, absorption completed. Obtained a total of 1 Life Energy Point and 1 Spiritual Energy Point."

'No way? So little?'

Tian Xing grumbled in his heart. He did not expect an ordinary villager to turn into a zombie only to give him this little energy. It was even less than the two boars that the black short sword had killed before this!

"But it's not surprising. After all, the boars were so big, and they're much stronger than ordinary people."

Parr's didn't have a surname because, in this world, only nobles could have one. Parr was an ordinary child. After both his parents died, he was raised by Old Jack. He was ten years old this year, and he stood at 1.3 meters tall. He looked skinny and weak. He has short black hair and a pair of big black eyes. His appearance was average, but he did not have great strength, and he was much weaker than his peers. He was given a nickname— Parr, who is weaker than a chicken.

It was not until a year ago, when Parr discovered the secret of the black short sword his biological parents had left him, that he was able to get rid of that nickname.

It was dusk one day after the Harvest Festival. After playing with his peers for a day, Parr ran home, angrily took the black short sword, and rushed into the chicken coop in the backyard. He wanted to prove that he was not weaker than the chickens.

After killing one, Parr finally got rid of his shameful nickname. Because of this incident, Parr discovered the secret about the black short sword— killing creatures would form tiny red dots on the blade. Touching the dots would increase one's strength.

Parr was pleasantly surprised upon discovering this and killed all of his chickens as a child. As a result, he was given a thorough admonishment by Old Jack. However, this did not stop Parr's yearning for power. If his chickens were gone, there would still be chickens from other families!

Thus, Parr, the chicken killer, was officially born. In desperation, Old Jack could only send this obsessed child to the house of the Haystack Village butcher, Rotes, and let Parr learn under him. Thanks to this action, Parr finally became obedient.

Rotes' face was full of wrinkles and scars. In the eyes of the Haystack Village children, he was a terrifying existence. When the children misbehaved, their parents only needed to say, "If you continue to be like this, I will let Rotes have you." The children would start behaving then. This method worked every time. 

In half a year, Parr, who had a unique talent in slaughtering wild beasts, finished his apprenticeship, and Rotes also retired with honor.

Earlier tonight, Parr had just slaughtered two big fat boars that the hunting team had caught. However, before he could touch the red dot to increase his strength, the zombie incident happened.

Other people could not see the red dots on the short sword, and Parr did not know why.

…

"He is a devilish brat!"

Shaking his head, Tian Xing once again suppressed Parr's memories. He lowered his head to look at his current body and laughed bitterly in his heart. "Now that I've become Parr, should I still stick with Tian Xing's personality or become one with Parr? Who am I?"

This was a profound question, but Tian Xing couldn't be bothered to overthink it. Right now, he was the transmigrator who occupied this body. Although Parr's memories would have some subtle effects on him, he was still ultimately Tian Xing.

"I still need to have an identity in the other world. Parr's identity is my own since I've transmigrated to Parr's body. In the future, I'll be one with Parr," Tian Xing thought. However, Tian Xing decided to change his name slightly to differentiate himself from the previous Parr and not forget his previous life.

"I'm a transmigrator. How can I not have a surname? Therefore, I have decided that my full name shall be Parr Skystar!"

The transmigrator had completely settled down in the foreign world with a new body and a changed name. However, because only nobles in the foreign world could have a surname, for the time being, he still had to call himself Parr only.

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"Roar!"

The zombie's roar right in front of him woke Parr up from his reverie. He could not help but take a step back. It turned out that a zombie had squeezed half of its body through the crack in the door and almost caught him.

"Parr, are you okay?"

The concerned voice of Old Jack reached Parr's ears. Parr shook his head and said that he was fine. He then held his breath and focused his mind. He launched an uppercut using his sword once again.

Whoosh!

The low growl of the zombie came to an abrupt end. A bloody mark appeared starting from its chin to the top of its head, and then he fell to the ground. Only after it died did Parr finally rush into the warehouse.

Whoosh!

Parr adjusted his breathing, sheathed his sword, and kicked away the zombie blocking his way. Another zombie immediately rushed over from behind and picked up the zombie's corpse, crying loudly.

Sigh!

Parr paused for a moment, sighed, and then firmly drew his sword again, killing the third zombie on the spot.

"Roar!"

The zombies outside were still roaring, but the pressure on Old Jack and the others was much less since Parr had already killed twelve zombies.

Huff! 

Parr was panting heavily in the turbid air. Each sword slash had consumed 4 points of his Stamina, and now he only had 2 points left.

When his Stamina dropped below 10 points, Parr felt a little tired. When it dropped below 5 points, a sense of weakness came from within. At 2 points of Stamina currently, he could barely remain standing.

"Parr, quickly go and rest. Use the Wind Wolf Basic Breathing Technique to recover your strength. We'll hold the fort for now." Old Jack saw Parr's current state and shouted at him.

"There's no need!"

Parr shook his head, closed his eyes, and started to breathe rhythmically.

"Wind Wolf Basic Breathing Technique!"

The Wind Wolf Basic Breathing Technique on the data panel flashed. This was the sign of the skill's activation.

Under the effects of this skill, Parr's Spirit Points decreased by one point every ten seconds, but his Stamina increased by five points.

After eighty seconds, Parr stopped using the technique. His Stamina had recovered to 42 points. He wished to continue recovering, but he already felt dizzy, as if he had stayed up all night playing a video game.

"My Stamina can't be this low!" Parr shook his head and opened the data panel to take a look.

Name: Parr Skystar

Gender: Male

Race: Human

Age: 10 (20)

Realm: Peak Rookie (0/50)

Stamina: 42/50

Spirit Points: 2/10

HP: 100/100

Talent: Get Up On Time LVL 1

Skills:

Wind Wolf Basic Breathing Technique LVL 5

Wind Wolf Basic Sword Drawing Technique LVL 4

Life Energy Points: 21

Spiritual Energy Points: 12

The Spirit Point and the Talent bar on the data panel lit up with the availability of Spiritual Energy Points. Parr fixed his gaze on the Spiritual Energy Points, knowing that 1 Spiritual Energy Points could replenish 10 Spirit Points.

"The replenishment can totally keep up with the consumption."

After thinking for a moment, Parr had an idea. With these energy points and the replenishment from killing the zombies, he would not rest until he killed all the zombies tonight.

The Talent bar indicated that he needed 10 Life Energy Points and 10 Spiritual Energy Points to raise Get Up On Time to LVL 2.

However, Parr felt that this talent was not of much use to him now. After all, it was still a long time before dawn, so he did not level it up.

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