Chapter 131 (1/2)

Chapter 131: Blood Loss

Nan Xun pointed his sword at the leader of the attackers. The silver light reflected from his blade added a harsh edge to his stoic face. He looked like a messenger from h.e.l.l. Alerted, the men in black cautiously circled Nan Xun.

The leader made a gesture. His men charged at Jun Huang and Nan Xun again. This time, they were able to catch Jun Huang off guard. With her fan she could deal with a couple enemies. Surrounded by five to six men, however, she was forced to back away further, out of the circle of Nan Xun's protection.

The men's eyes shone with the intent to kill. Jun Huang tried her best to fight back with her fan, but her hand had gone numb from the impact and her movement slowed down. One of the men widened his eyes when he noticed her fatigue and stabbed at her fan with his sword. Without a way out, Jun Huang moved with the strike and turned aside. The blade missed her by a hair, but her fan was knocked out of her hand.

Tension built up in her body. She focused intently on her foes. She wasn't going to give up simply because she had lost her weapon.

A man came at her with a sword. Jun Huang leaped into the air and kicked at the man's head with all her force. Blood geysered out from the man's nose as he fell. He took his last breath on the ground.

The remaining men surrounding Jun Huang shared a wary look. They didn't expect Jun Huang to be able to strike back as hard as she had done without a weapon. They recognized her as a formidable foe and charged at her in unison.

Jun Huang backed away towards Nan Xun. Noticing her situation, Nan Xun kicked up a sword and threw it towards Jun Huang's attackers. Harsh wind flew past her ear. The spinning sword managed to take out a few of the men. Jun Huang widened her eyes, her heart beating fast.

The sword had missed her by only a few inches. If she had moved, or if Nan Xun's aim had been even a little off, she would have been the one killed.

With a frown, Nan Xun made a play at attacking the leader and seized the opportunity to move towards Jun Huang. He pulled Jun Huang closer to him and kept the men away from them with a swept of his sword.

Jun Huang took a deep breath to focus her mind. Nan Xun worriedly asked, ”Are you hurt?”

Jun Huang shook her head.

The men closed in on them again. Jun Huang swapped position with Nan Xun. With a decisive slash, Nan Xun decapitated the man who was charging at them. It was too b.l.o.o.d.y a scene for most people to witness. Nan Xun reflexively turned Jun Huang's face towards him to stop her from looking. He didn't want her to see such cruelty again.

Nan Xun fought hard to protect her. He wasn't willing to let her get even a scratch.

The men realized that Jun Huang was Nan Xun's weakness. All their subsequent attacks were aimed at Jun Huang. Nan Xun pulled Jun Huang out of harm's way again and again. Soon, they were backed into a dead end. Jun Huang took out her silver needles and prepared to strike. Someone observant would have noticed the reflection, but these men were too careless to notice such details.

Jun Huang held onto the needles. She had left her house in a rush today, so she only brought three needles with her. She must make sure that the needles landed on her targets, and she must use them at the right moment.

Nan Xun was good enough a fighter to keep his foes wary. They stayed out of his attack range.

Both sides were trying to feel the other out. Neither was reckless enough to make the first move.

Had the tide been turned? As soon as Jun Huang relaxed her guard even by a little, the leader of the men struck at Jun Huang with an open palm. She wasn't fast enough to dodge it.

A glint flashed through Nan Xun's eyes. He stabbed at the leader, who pulled back his hand quickly and twirled against Nan Xun's blade. He stopped behind Nan Xun and, before Nan Xun could react, slashed at Nan Xun with his sword.

His movement was quick and precise, giving Nan Xun no time to defend himself. He took the hit right in his back.

The sound of swis.h.i.+ng air torn clothes were almost offensive in the quiet. Jun Huang could hear the cold metal slicing into human flesh. A phantom pain shot down her spine. Without thinking, she threw a silver needle at the leader, who noticed the reflection dodged her attack with a simple tilt of his head. He charged at Jun Huang.