55 A Legend Reappears on a Rainy Nigh (2/2)
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The hundreds of shouting and rushing gang members suddenly became quiet. Their eyes, subconsciously following their companion's movement through the air, rolled a long arc in the dark and rainy sky. Then, horror immediately filled up their bodies, causing their hands on their swords to become chill.
They had imagined that there might be a gust of blustering wind or bloody rain when Spring Breeze Pavilion Old Chao unsheathed the official sword on his waist. However, they had never envisioned that a thin cyan-steel sword could shoot a heavy man to such a far distance. How awesome the force inside that thin sword was, just like the big hammer held by a deity! The strength was formidable enough to make an upheaval!
No, the sword wasn't like the hammer in a deity's hand! Instead, it seemed more like the steel mace held by a celestial!
Those gang members rushing near Chao Xiaoshu were all shocked to a standstill by this thunderous strike! However, Chao Xioashu didn't stop his forward steps in the rain. He, chicly moving forward with his sword, attacked with each step, with his wrist slightly raised and the indigo robe gently vibrating. On every offense, the thin sword uttered a hum, totally showing its flexible shape. Covered by raindrops and cold wind, like a steel mace it roaringly attacked the enemies. One strike, one flying man!
If the sword touched someone's chest, he would be thwartwise slapped away against the alley wall and then fell with blood spitting. If the weapon contacted someone's leg, he would be thrown away with a somersault in the dark air, and then landed hard on the ground, vomiting blood. The sword was swaying in the rain, uttering a depressing hum and ceaselessly slapping the reckless men away. The tragic and horrible howling resounded through the Spring Breeze Pavilion which was so still and sullen before.
Chao Xiaoshu's movement of swaying the sword looked very easy and casual, even could be described as careless, just like driving off mosquitoes on a summer night. Not any change could be noticed in his expression; peaceful as usual. Comparatively, Ning Que, who was behind Old Chao, couldn't remain calm anymore, with an amazement flashing through his bright eyes in the rainy night.
Chao Xiaoshu, instead of choosing a more comfortable and more efficient way like stabbing the enemies to death, preferred to slap away the enemies with the thin sword. At the beginning, it confused Ning Que. Later he came to know that only in this way could Chao Xiaoshu keep a clearing around him, avoiding the enemies' sudden and massive siege.
However, such a potent and even arrogant combat mode would consume much more strength and mind. If Old Chao didn't intend to shock the hundreds of reckless men in this way, it must mean that he has the confidence to slap all his enemies to death directly!
Ning Que, looking at the back of middle-aged Chao Xiaoshu, who overbearingly moved forward on this rainy night, and then looking at the howling men under Old Chao's sword and the moaning men lying on the muddy water in the distance, thought while licking his lips,
I knew you were mighty, but I never imagined that you were so formidable.
The several gang leaders of Chang'an, who hid among the crowds, had already been frightened and heartbroken. Today, they finally saw Spring Breeze Pavilion Old Chao unsheathe his sword, but they would rather have not seen it throughout their entire lives. In the past, they also made a good living under the shadow of the Fish Dragon Gang, so they thought the strength gap was not so big. Furthermore, they believed there was a possibility of victory for them if they fought to their utmost. Until now, on this chill and rainy spring night, these men just miserably realized these cruel facts, which were different from their assumptions.
They could be alive, just because the Fish Dragon Gang and the middle-aged man disdained to notice them.
A legend was a legend. Those who could be remembered as a legend, no matter if in the Jianghu world, the brothel, or officialdom, inevitably had their reasons to become a legend. Further, this fact wouldn't be changed at all even if the legend had been absent for several years.
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