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

elite would have panicked and

of his opponent's blade,

clang as

into a smile. "Have you ever seen

that, Fang was

that the scene before him

around him grew distant, and everyone in the area seemed to

found himself standing in the midst of

on the branches fluttered down

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

something was off. He quickly turned away to dodge it, but he was a bit too slow. The flower made contact

en

instant, it was as if a blade had slashed through

both startled and

a careful look around and could finally see what was going on. He wasn't in a forest of cherry blossom trees at all. Instead, it was all a trick of the eye

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

card,

had slain countless

when Nathan and his men saw what was going on, they couldn't help but frown. All of a

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

certainly deserving of his

Fang was able to remain at the border of the North for so many years, his

quickly came back to

out a low growl.