NOVPUBChapter 430 -155 How is this possible! (10,000 words requesting subscription)
“Capture him!”
At Liu Song’s command, the Black-faced Commander’s long saber slashed forward.
The Black-faced Commander and Zhao San had both served as the main and deputy guard captains for Liu Song, familiar with each other’s strengths.
Especially since Zhao San, when applying to be deputy captain of Liu Song’s guards, was examined by the Black-faced Commander, who was of the Iron Bone Realm.
At that time, Zhao San, only in the Liu Jin Realm, possessed a unique dagger attack and defense technique, demonstrating strong combat ability, and was thus selected as the deputy captain.
When the Black-faced Commander struck, his intention was clear—since Zhao San’s skills were less than mine, I could easily capture you.
However, things did not go as expected. As his saber chopped down, Zhao San, with a swish, suddenly drew the two daggers from his waist and made a direct kill move towards the Black-faced Commander, striking with an extremely vicious and tricky angle.
The Black-faced Commander cut horizontally, but Zhao San blocked his saber with the two daggers.
With a clang, it actually shook the Black-faced Commander, who was dumbstruck—what was happening? Why was Zhao San so formidable?
This was no Liu Jin Realm; this was clearly the Iron Bone Realm!
“You crafty villain, hiding your strength, harboring evil intentions, take this!”
The Black-faced Commander’s large saber hacked down relentlessly. Witnessing this, Zhao San’s eyes flashed, and he performed a maneuver like a mudfish flipping over, then slashed at the Black-faced Commander’s arm with a dagger.
The Black-faced Commander was shocked, unleashing a Mountain Opening Fist fiercely at Zhao San.
Zhao San agilely dodged and then sliced the Black-faced Commander’s arm with his dagger.
The Black-faced Commander cried out in pain, withdrawing his left hand, then, with his right hand, furiously chopped at Zhao San. But Zhao San, slippery as an eel, was unscathed.
Liu Song watched everything from the sidelines, his eyes growing colder and colder.
Good, good, Zhao San, good, Nan Batian, thinking of targeting me. Do you really think I am so easily manipulated?
Thinking this, Liu Song grew angrier—they really did not take me seriously, thinking they could bully me because I am young. Well, then, I will not let you off easily.
“Cousin, step back!”
Seeing the Black-faced Commander unable to prevail, Liu Song roared and drew his accompanying sword.
Clang, clang, clang~
A series of delicate sword sounds ensued. Liu Song’s sword was no ordinary one—it was a famous sword.
What is a famous sword? It is a treasure sword known throughout Jianghu. This particular one, named after Liu Song himself, was renowned in Mianshui County.
Indeed, this sword, bearing the same name as Liu Song, was referenced by Elder Liu when naming him!
Named after the sword, not only showing respect for the sword but also bearing expectations for Liu Song.
A gentleman like a sword, known across the world.
This Liu Song Sword, inherited from the era of Qian Song, was crafted by a master using top-level Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures, completed after years of effort.
Not only extremely sharp but also still as bright as new after a hundred years.
With a swoosh, the treasure sword sheathed, Liu Song drew his sword and directly utilized Song Liu Swordsmanship against Zhao San.
This swordsmanship, especially designed for the Liu Song Sword, had boundless power. At that moment, Liu Song, sword in hand, with a flash of light, combined with the moonlight, seemed like a crescent moon slashing toward Zhao San.
Zhao San dodged the Black-faced Commander’s strike.
Turning his head, he instantly saw Liu Song’s swift slash, the blade gleaming in his eyes, causing him extreme discomfort, and in a daze, Liu Song had already closed in.
Zhao San, startled, hurriedly blocked with his daggers.
Swoosh!
A strike that cut right through the daggers—Liu Song’s sword truly lived up to its fame, slicing through iron like mud!
Seeing his daggers broken, Zhao San’s face drastically changed, full of fear, looking at Liu Song who furiously said, “Prepare to die!”
Following that, a sword slashed down. Zhao San, terrified, quickly did another mudfish flip, dodging the strike.
Liu Song would not easily let it go, immediately chasing after him, Sword Skill—[Spring Breeze Brushing Green!]
Swish, swish, swish~
The sword technique fluttered extremely strikingly. At this time, Liu Song closed in, and Zhao San could no longer parry. The Black-faced Commander immediately followed up, blocking all of Zhao San’s retreats.
Liu Song frowned and said, “Cousin, I can kill him!”
The Black-faced Commander replied, “I know, but such a petty person often has sneaky tricks; do not let him escape.”
Liu Song slightly frowned, filled with youthful spirit. Still, the Black-faced Commander was his cousin, and his old father, Elder Liu, always told him to listen to his cousin’s advice in dealing with things, as his cousin would not harm him.
Liu Song then clenched his teeth and continued the fierce attack.
While the Black-faced Commander understood his cousin’s temperament, he only helped to surround Zhao San to prevent any sneaky tricks.
Being cornered by Liu Song, with no escape possible, Zhao San, drenched in sweat, found himself in a dire situation and could only shout, “Young master, it’s not heroic to fight two against one!”
Hearing this, Liu Song slowed his sword slightly and asked, “What do you propose?”
Zhao San replied, “I think我们应该式样一对一.”
“Cousin.”
Liu Song called out, the Black-faced Commander said, “Cousin, I have not interfered; it is one-on-one.”
Liu Song looked at Zhao San and said, “Yes, my cousin has not interfered. What would you like?”
