The Devil Sword Swordsman
Ch. 128 - Final Round - Top 8 II
A representative disciple of the White Fog Valley sect entered the arena of the match, at the same time Lan An advanced as a representative of the Thousand Feet Army sect. Some warriors from the sect who happened to be in Renwu City purposely gave her support by attending this tournament.
In less than a year Lan An's name became famous in their sect after the young man came with the rest of the troops from Anguo City. In just a few days, Lan An had already been able to subdue the great disciples there. He continued to serve the sect wholeheartedly without much complaining, training hard by night and helping with any work he could do.
That is what makes it so respected, now with the name of the Thousand Feet Squad he will compete to climb to the top. Lan An gave a small smile as she thought of her dream, she looked at Xin Fai for a while then closed her eyes.
'I want the top, huh? Against little brother himself? Not really cool.'
She Xing started to pull his weapon, he exhaled slowly. His eyes closed for a while after reading the situation and thinking about where he would start the attack from. Lan An had no preparations at all. He would only welcome attacks and occasionally retaliate back.
They stood facing each other and in their midst Yang Guifei had just declared the match to begin.
She Xing's tread instantly stirred up white smoke as he galloped, with the highest Light Steps he exchanged attacks with Lan An. The swordplay of the two was very unique, She Xing's sword technique that came from the White Fog Valley collided with Lan An's attack pattern that came from the Qing Empire.
The audience was stunned for a while, this draw showed each other the advantages of these two great young warriors. Both She Xing and Lan An each had great potential to win the match.
But one thing that She Xing was mistaken for was that he took into account every move so much that it made him slower than Lan An who attacked just about anyone. This She Xing nature of course made it easier for Lan An to read her movements, she smiled faintly when she saw the gap open.
"Too such a calculation won't make you any better."
She Xing was surprised.
"What's wrong?" She Xing furrowed his brows feeling offended, on one side he felt Lan An's words were true. Facing opponents like Lan An who focused on speed and accuracy was risky. In contrast to She Xing's previous opponents who only excelled in terms of strength, not in technique nor ingenuity.
Lan An did not relax his attack speed even though he was explaining, this was already his usual practice. Previously while training with Xin Fai in Anguo City they had both practiced and learned swordsmanship.
"With that in mind you will definitely think of the best move to take next, on the other hand your opponent can know the best move itself. That's what makes your moves so easy to read."
She Xing retreated a few meters as his sword clashed with Lan An's sword. He clenched his teeth in annoyance.
"Don't hunt me down! You only come from the middle sect!"
Lan An deliberately cornered She Xing, she attacked randomly but every move she displayed was precise and sharp. She Xing retreated to the boundary of the arena line.
"I've heard the story of a great blind swordsman from the Qing Empire, would I like to tell you while fighting?" Lan An gave a small smile and at the same time cold sweat poured down She Xing's forehead as his position was completely unfavorable.
"The rider always says this. The blind, orphaned, poor, bastard and have nothing will become invincible if he has the will."
She Xing was completely unwilling to think for the story, he preferred to focus his attention on holding back Lan An's increasingly violent attacks.
"You know, how do blind people fight?"
Lan An smiled as he continued, when also his sword had prepared to charge towards She Xing.
"Using strong fighting instincts!"
The sword in She Xing's hand came loose, he widened as if struck by something. The young man looked at the sword that had bounced not far from him and was about to pick it up, but She Xing's hand could only clench tightly.
"With this kind of power..." She Xing muttered softly, he no longer intended to take his sword. She Xing's footsteps were fixed on Lan An.
Suddenly the atmosphere was silent as She Xing lowered his head in front of Lan An.
"Thank you for teaching me, I admit defeat."
Xin Fai was obviously proud to see Lan An had now managed to steal the audience's attention, she was even more admiring the young man. Xin Fai used to dream of becoming a figure like Lan An but now her dream is even higher, she wants to become a figure like Qiang Jun who was once at the top of the martial world.
The fight between She Xing and Lan An ended when the referee stopped and declared Lan An the winner, this third fight was quite different. Neither Lan An nor She Xing held any grudges at all. The two shook hands familiarly in the middle of the arena.
She Xing spoke slowly but was still able to be heard by Lan An.
"One day I want to fight you again, of course after I get stronger and have something you call that fighting instinct."
She Xing took a breath until a bright smile rose from his lips. "I'll wait until that time comes."
"Yes, I don't mind." Lan An replied with her best smile, after which the match ended which signified Lan An had made it through to the top 4.
The time for the last match to be played, now a beautiful girl advanced to the arena of the match. Slightly looking at the corner of his lips raised revealing a haughty expression, Ren Yuan stared at Xin Fai who was climbing onto the arena stage.
"Prepare your sorry words from now on, commoners. I won't hesitate to you anymore."
"Hem? I think it's you who must prepare mentally before you feel your bitter defeat today."
Both are equally confident in their respective positions. This scene was so different from the peaceful She Xing and Lan An fight. It seemed that a deep grudge filled the blaze of the eyes of these two young warriors.
Qin Gaozu did not take his eyes off the arena, he naturally knew what Ren Yuan looked like. The girl is a hardworking person, she is often found secretly practicing when everyone is asleep, maturing his sword technique when the other nobles were busy showing off wealth and were more interested in silat than political science.
This presence of Ren Yuan became the center of attention of the Empire's people, there were rarely any descendants of nobles who diligently practiced swords especially with his strength now Ren Yuan entered the top 8.
"It looks like this match is going to be very interesting" Qin Gaozu said as he looked at the other sword on Xin Fai's back. The sword was wrapped around a white cloth to hide his identity.
Even so the murderous aura of the Blood Devil Human Sword was still felt by Yang Guifei, the woman frowned for a while but before long she chose to keep her mouth shut because she felt Xin Fai was not a dangerous person.
Yang Guifei did not bother him much, the woman immediately let them fight in order to shorten the time.
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