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.

was as swift as a bolt

regular elite would have panicked

In the face of his opponent's blade,

a loud clang as

a smile. "Have you ever seen the cherry blossoms in full

was stunned for

that he noticed that the

around him grew distant, and everyone in the

in the midst of countless cherry blossom

on the branches fluttered

the sky as they floated down, which was a sight to behold. One of

he was a bit too slow. The flower made contact

en

an instant, it was as if a blade had slashed through

both startled and

was going on. He wasn't in a forest of cherry blossom trees at

reflections as it plunged down on Fang. That skill was Wafu's

saw Wafu use his trump card, their eyes

had slain countless

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

been mystified by Wafu and even shed the first drop of blood at his enemy's blade. Even so, Fang had walked through hell

he was certainly deserving of his

remain at the border of the North for

to his senses and

a low growl.