Chapter 44 Zhang Tong VS Wen Chou (2/2)
”Sir Wen Chou, please spar with me!”
Wen Chou gazed at Tong as he was stunned. The brat Zhang Tong dared to challenge him? Had to sun rose from the West?
Feeling amused, Wen Chou accepted. They both went to an empty field with their wooden sword, getting ready to fight.
The soldiers that were in a middle of the training noticed Tong and Wen Chou were getting ready for a duel. They stopped what they were doing and gathered around.
The crowd gathered in circle with Tong and Wen Chou stood in the middle in no time. They were interested in the upcoming sparring.
”Well, this has become quite a commotion. Let's end this quickly.” Wen Chou complained.
”Sparring is meant to be a friendly duel and exchanging pointers. Let's take our time.” Tong replied.
Wen Chou snorted and rapid-stepped toward Tong without allowing him to react. Tong had to be put in place and realize his position!
Wen Chou left afterimages, swinging his sword from his left hand side way, aiming at Tong's neck.
Tong's right hand moved by itself. It raised the wooden sword in his hand and blocked the strike.
*BANG*
Tong felt the impact through the wooden sword. He didn't feel pain but his hand became numb for a split second.
Tong sharpen his sense. He exerted his arm strength and deflected Wen Chou sword away.
Wen Chou's sword was hit and pushed back. But Wen Chou used the momentum and stepped forward one more step. His shoulder rotated and a hook punch from another hand made its way toward Tong's face.
Tong raised his left arm and pointed his elbow toward the front and his hand held the back of this head. It was a basic MMA guard.
*PEOK*
A fist landed on Tong's arm, yet Wen Chou felt like he just punched an iron plate. His mind was blank for a split second because of the pain on his fist.
Tong saw an opening. He released his guard and wrapped his left arm that was hit with Wen Chou's right arm above his elbow. Then Tong shifted his weighted forward and used the handle sword from the other hand to hammer it on Wen Chou's face.
Wen Chou didn't expect the sparring would end up in the extreme close-combat situation. He was hit on the nose.
Tong stepped forward another step and swiped his forward leg at the back of Wen Chou legs, making him lost balance. Then Tong used his weight and his momentum to force Wen Chou to the ground.
Wen Chou was Judo-thrown.
The impact of the throw made Wen Chou stunned. He tried to get up, only to find that Tong's wooden sword was pointing at his neck.
The entire fight ended in four seconds!
Wen Chou was shocked. He was a dignified veteran general of the Yuan family, yet he lost to a brat in a simple sparring in 4 seconds!
Tong was also astonished with the result. He had expected a difficult sword fight with one of the monster general in the history of China, yet he defeated him instantly.
The passive skill that Tong copied from Hua Shi through the dual cultivation was at work, increasing his overall attributes by 10 times. Thus Tong was stronger than even an adult athletes.
Combining his instinct and muscle memories from the previous life with the skill effect, Tong's entire body react by itself and turned the situation into this.
The crowd was also shocked. It ended just like that. It was too fast.
Subordinate soldiers of Wen Chou opened their mouth wide. They knew how strong their boss was. How could a child defeat him so easily?
Wen Chou came back to his sense. He roared.
”Again! This one doesn't count!”
Tong was surprised. Wen Chou was like a sore loser, he even attacked first before Tong could have gotten ready.
But since Tong wanted to fully understand the skill limit and its potential, he agreed.
Wen Chou got up and abandoned his wooden sword and grabbed his halberd. It was a real iron halberd, not a wooden one.
Tong frowned. Wen Chou did not have a good heart of sportsmanship. Tong also threw away his wooden sword and took out a real sword.
The two fought again. This time, Wen Chou kept his distance and didn't allow Tong to get closer. He dreaded Tong's grappling and hand-to-hand combat skills.
After they had exchanged 20 blows, Tong's sword was broken and he lost by default.
The crowd booed while Wen Chou's subordinates cheered. It was a bullying of a halberd user to a sword user. The fight was not fair.
Wen Chou was elated that he got his revenge, so he proposed another round, which Tong agreed.
The third round began and ended after another 35 exchanged blows. Tong lost again.
This time Wen Chou got used to Tong's habit and managed to get a clean strike on Tong's stomach after Tong's sword had been broken.
But Wen Chou was surprised that the last finishing strike didn't hurt Tong, he felt like he just swung his halberd at a mountain.
Tong requested for the fourth round and Wen Chou agreed. Wen Chou was confident that Tong was not his match in this fight as long as he had the distance advantage.
Both of them fought for another 5 rounds. Wen Chou was shocked as they continued to fight.
The fourth round ended in 45 blows with Wen Chou's victory.
The fifth round ended in 51 blows with Wen Chou's victory.
The sixth round ended in 62 blows with Wen Chou's victory.
The seventh round ended in 70 blows with Wen Chou's victory.
And the last eight round ended in 85 blows with Wen Chou's victory. But he didn't feel proud the slightest! Wen Chou could see a pattern in this spar. Tong was improving in every session.
Wen Chou was tired and depressed. He refused to continue further.
Despite being tired, Tong had a happy smile on his face. The combination of his status attributes, his passive skill and his personal swordsmanship experiences had merged together and he was about to master it.
Today, Wen Chou went back to his tent in his camp. He wrote an urgent letter to Feng Ji. The letter said;
”Zhang Tong can surpass me in the future, so don't do anything that will offend him. Reevaluate your plan and let Zhang Jiao go! If Zhang Tong becomes our enemy because of your underhanded schemes, I'll report this directly to our lord!”