539 Draw a Saber (2/2)

Senior Shou's face was stiff. He paused for a moment but said nothing. Then he lifted the curtain and headed out. ”This young man is so different,” he thought.

Gu Shenwei turned around and looked at the pile of parcels by the door. Soon, a macheteman emerged from the shadow behind the parcels.

The macheteman looked around eighteen, even younger than Gu Shenwei. He had a round but slightly square face, and bright eyes. The thin mustache above his lips showed his immaturity. His neck seemed bigger than his head, and his body was as strong as a bull in heat, which could easily turn over the whole tent when angry.

”What's your name?” Gu Shenwei asked.

The macheteman hesitated for a moment. He should not speak in front of a new guest, but there was an irresistible force in this man's words that prevented him from sticking to his position. ”Bo Sang,” he answered.

”Saber or sword?”

Bo Sang's face was a little red. It was a fashion nowadays to wear a saber and a sword simultaneously. Especially after the war on seaside slope, there were more and more imitators of Dragon King. ”I use the saber,” Bo Sang replied.

Bo Sang's saber and sword were about a foot longer than common weapons, and they looked very threatening. In fact, he had never used the sword and did not even know how.

”Pull out your saber,” Gu Shenwei told Bo Sang.

”Why?” Bo Sang became vigilant.

”It may come in handy later. Drawing the saber quickly may not be your strongsuit.”

Bo Sang was infuriated since he was at an age of extreme sensitivity to dignity and could not bear even the slightest public humiliation. He drew his saber, resting his right hand on the scabbard. Twisting his body to the left, he slightly dropped his head, holding the hilt with his right hand, lifting it up high. It was indeed a clean posture, which obviously had been practiced many times.

”Pull out yours.” Bo Sang's tone was stern. He was eager to teach the new guest a lesson before Senior Shou returned, and let him know that imitating Dragon King also required some strength.

Gu Shenwei shook his head. ”My saber will not be pulled out for showing off.”

Bo Sang's face was becoming redder and redder. ”Maybe you don't even know how to use it,” he quipped.

”It is possible. Why don't you throw away the scabbard?”

”What?”

”Your saber is too long. Throwing away the scabbard while pulling out the saber would be faster.”

Bo Sang was confused and thought to himself, ”Why throw away the scabbard? The posture is neither beautiful nor useful at all. After drawing the saber, the two sides must confront each other for a while before they begin fighting. Nobody will start fighting immediately after drawing the saber, right?”

”Don't pretend you know how to use a saber. That will get you killed.” Bo Sang said contemptuously, returning the long saber to the scabbard.

The two never spoke after that.

Gu Shenwei leaned on the counter and remained motionless for a long time as if he would never become bored with this posture.

Bo Sang impatiently paced back and forth. The guest's suggestion had taken root in his heart and could not be removed. He especially wanted to give it a try now and throw away the scabbard when pulling out the saber. Would it really be faster?

The opportunity came.

Two assassins cut through the tent and rushed in from different directions to pounce on the defenseless guest.

Bo Sang felt obliged to protect anyone in the tent.

He pulled out the saber with his right hand and pulled the scabbard out of the belt and threw it away with his left hand. It was indeed a little faster, and the whole process was more smooth and easy. His right hand used to be lifted too high and could change the move immediately. Now, he could slash immediately.

Bo Sang raised his head and found his help unnecessary.

A saber and a sword were placed on the assassins' necks. By the time Bo Sang drew his saber, the guest had already finished his counterattack.

Bo Sang finally understood the importance of drawing the saber quickly.

Gu Shenwei did not kill them because he knew it was a test.

A man came in the tent, dressed in a robe, with his hands behind his back. He assessed the situation inside the tent and said, ”Dragon King's fame is indeed deserved.”

Bo Sang was surprised that the young man was Dragon King. And even more to his surprise, Dragon King asked to see King Kuari, here stood King Dari.

In royal court, everyone knew that King Dari and King Kuari were deadly foes.

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