Salute To The General

Fang grabbed a specially made Chanaean sword from a soldier next to him, then strode toward Wafu.

The two of them stopped five meters away while facing each other.

In an indifferent tone, Fang ordered, "Draw your sword. Let's fight."

Wafu subtly nodded and unsheathed his katana with a click. He held it with both hands and aimed it at Fang as he murmured, "Let's fight." Fang yelled, "Come on!"

He proceeded to charge forward, leaving vivid afterimages behind as he darted toward Wafu.

His style of combat was adopted from the military, and he liked to keep it simple. His moves were straightforward but as fierce as they could be. The sword in his hand glinted and went straight for Wafu's throat.

Wafu's pupils enlarged. The lightning-fast movement of Fang's blade seemed to have slowed down abruptly.

Right after that, he swung his katana.

It barely managed to block the sword and a crisp sound was heard.

Both Fang and Wafu trembled before taking a few steps back.

There were shocked looks in their eyes.

They realized they had underestimated each other.

For the first time, Fang's gaze hardened into a serious one. "I see you've got some skills. I'm just a tiny bit surprised."

There was a somber look in Wafu's eyes as well. "So, that wasn't enough to shock you. Let's go again."

He proceeded to make a swift movement and whizzed over to Fang. The blade of his katana glistened as he swung it down on Fang.

slash was as swift as a

would have panicked and lost their

however, was totally silent and calm. In the face of his opponent's blade, which was about

clang as the

"Have you ever seen the

hearing that, Fang was

noticed that the scene before him was an

grew distant, and everyone in the area seemed to have

standing in the midst of countless cherry blossom

the branches fluttered down along the

was a sight to behold. One of the first flowers to fall brushed

dodge it, but he was a bit too slow. The flower made contact with a

en

was as if a blade had slashed through his skin.

both startled

could finally see what was going on. He wasn't in a forest of cherry blossom trees at all. Instead,

Wafu's hand shimmered and created hundreds or even thousands of reflections as it plunged down on Fang. That skill was Wafu's trump card-Cherry Blossom

trump card,

slain countless elites using that

men saw what was going on, they couldn't help but frown. All of a sudden, they felt slightly

by Wafu and even

was certainly deserving of

remain at the border of

quickly came back to his senses

a low