645 Fire (2/2)
Although the two had been circling around after exchanging one move, Old Man Mu was still fascinated by it. ”You know nothing. This is the best sword technique in the world. They are looking for each other's flaws but both of them have no flaw so they could only shake their swords a bit. Do you know how hard it is to 'shake it'? A little more is too much, and a little less is too bad, both are deadly…”
Old Man Mu's incessant talk was interrupted by Lotus's successive attacks.
Shangguan Fei's face turned pale. ”I'm doomed, the Dragon King is going to lose. One, two, three, four… Ah, I can't even count how many times she's thrusted out.”
”Fourteen.” Old Man Mu's face turned stiff, not in fear, but in envy.
”Why didn't the Dragon King make a move?” Long Fanyun also came to ask. Amongst all the people, only Old Man Mu could answer this question.
”He did. You just didn't see it.” Old Man Mu's eyes were fixated on the two locked in the duel with a gleam of greed.
He had fought against them before. At that time his power was intact, and not only was he able to escape from their swords but he also sure that he could kill them in a surprise attack. Now, more than a year later, even if his power was restored to its former glory, he wasn't sure if he could do it.
Lotus's swordsmanship pursued swiftness and fierceness to the extreme. With a heavy killing aura, each of her strokes seemed to be exerted with all her might. Another person might have to take a breath to perform a second stroke, but she had stabbed fourteen times in a row with almost no interval in between.
With the same kind of sword technique, the Dragon King had gone the other way, and restrained all his killing aura. Lotus attacked fourteen times and he also counterattacked fourteen times. It was just that each stroke he made disappeared before reaching its extreme like an everchanging cloud. Shangguan Fei and others saw the 'cloud,' but only Old Man Mu saw the 'change'.
”How could it be so different?” Old Man Mu's eyes still didn't blink even as sweat oozed down from his forehead.
The female soldiers guarding the camp also couldn't help but look on. And what they saw was much less. They could only see two people jumping and barely touching the ground like two whirlwinds clashing into together.
”There are enemy soldiers coming! A lot of people!” shouted a female soldier.
Neither of Gu Shenwei and Lotus could stop, nor did they have time to listen to the cries of anyone else. They had never paid this much attention to each other, only having the other person in their eyes and nothing else.
Han Fen felt sad for the first time as if a child had realized that her two best friends had gone their separate ways, and she could only follow one of them.
The choice had already been made. She swung her arms with force, and from her sleeve a thick dark smoke shot dozens of feet into the air which lingered in the air and lasted for a long time. Even though it was surrounded by countless flames, it was still clearly visible.
Old Man Mu, who was the first to react, shouted, ”Kill her!”
Long Fanyun swung his sword and rushed out, several sabermen following. Shangguan Fei hesitated a bit and also followed. Old Man Mu moved but his eyes were still on the Dragon King and Lotus. He was really reluctant to stop watching the duel.
Han Fen was like an experienced conjurer. Colorful smokes came from her sleeves, hemline, mouth, and even from nowhere. Soon the pursuers behind her had fallen into a fog, coughing and hurriedly retreating for fear that it might be poisonous.
The flamboyant smoke formed a circle and surrounded the Dragon King and Lotus. Han Fen then disappeared.
”It's the female soldiers of the Flower Camp!” The female archers of the Land of Fragrance felt a little relieved, and then dozens of them cheered in unison, ”The instructor! It's the instructor!”
The one thousand female soldiers immediately turned their attention from the smoke and the duel. The instructor Shangguan Ru was the one they cared most about.
Gu Shenwei and Lotus hadn't yet reached the level of turning a deaf ear to the surroundings. Upon hearing the word 'instructor,' both of them were surprised and even their sword moves slowed down.
The swordsmanship that lost its killing momentum was no longer the Death Sutra Sword Technique.
Old Man Mu sighed but then cheered up. ”Good girl has escaped by herself. The bad girl is going to bite the dust.”
Outside the camp came a familiar voice that was not loud but carried far, ”Retreat, retreat now, the big fire is coming!”
Most people's attention had been attracted by the Dragon King and Lotus's competition. Upon hearing the reminder, they finally came to their senses and found that there were flames in all directions which, though still some distance from the camp, would become a catastrophe once it reached the camp.
The appearance of Shangguan Ru greatly increased the morale of the female soldiers, who jumped down the wooden ladders, led the horses, and lined up to retreat to the outside of the camp, busy but in good order.
Old Man Mu shouted towards the center of the smoke, ”Stop fighting and start running for your life.”
Both Gu Shenwei and Lotus refused to stop. The sword moves, which had slowed down, soon became deadly again. Both of them wanted to end it today.
A group of female soldiers tried to rush into the smoke to help but retreated as soon as they got close. A blazing fire flared up inside the colorful smoke, which crackled and looked very frightening.
Looking from afar, Shangguan Ru saw two small figures jumping and moving swiftly over the gorgeous fireworks, who seemed less like enemies fighting to the death and more a pair of spirits dancing in unison.
”Dragon King…” Shangguan Ru cried out.
The spirits fell into the flames.