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.This content © Nôv/elDr(a)m/a.Org.

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. That slash was as swift as a bolt of lightning.

A regular elite would have panicked and lost their life.

Fang, however, was totally silent and calm. In the face of his opponent's blade, which was about to slice into him, he withdrew his own sword.

There was a loud clang as the sword blocked Wafu's katana.

Wafu's lips quirked into a smile. "Have you ever seen the cherry blossoms in full bloom?"

Upon hearing that, Fang was stunned for a moment.

It was then that he noticed that the scene before him was an illusion.

All of the sounds around him grew distant, and everyone in the area seemed to have disappeared.

He found himself standing in the midst of countless cherry blossom trees.

The cherry blossoms growing on the branches fluttered down along the wind.

The flowers dotted the sky as they floated down, which was a sight to behold.

One of the first flowers to fall brushed past Fang's face.

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

contact with a part of his skin as it fell

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In an instant, it was as if a blade had slashed through his skin. Fresh blood began to stream.

Fang was both startled and furious.

He took 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 created by Wafu's blade.

The katana in 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 Rain.

When Hidetake and the others saw Wafu use his trump card, their eyes glinted. Excitement was written all over their faces.

Wafu had slain countless elites using that skill.

Meanwhile, when Nathan and his men saw what was going on, they couldn't help but frown. All of a sudden, they felt slightly worried for Fang.

Particularly Nathan whose eyebrows furrowed into a knot upon seeing that Fang had been mystified by Wafu and even shed the first drop of blood at his enemy's blade.

Even so, Fang had walked through hell and back.

Hence, he was certainly deserving of his reputation.

Considering that Fang was able to remain at the border of the North for so many years, his capability was undeniable.

He quickly came back to his senses and retaliated.

Fang let out a low growl. The sword

in his hand seemed to buzz as it det out a crisp whistling sound. The blade then transformed into innumerable beams of light, which homed in on Wafu.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

The sound of metal clashing rang out incessantly and pierced through the air.

Fang had slashed a hundred and twenty times in one go to block every single one of Wafu's attacks.

The moment he was done defending himself, he immediately launched a counterattack.

Swoosh!

Fang and his sword appeared to have merged into a single being as he charged toward Wafu.

At that moment, Wafu was exhausted. He was in the midst of catching his breath to recover his energy.

Astoundingly, Fang moved at the speed of light. It caught Wafu off guard. He was left with no choice but to gather up his strength and raise his blade to block the blow.

Clang!

Right as Fang was passing by Wafu, he used his sword to cleanly slice the katana in half. At the same time, the blade dug into Wafu's body.

Whoosh!

There was a huge cut on Wafu's body, which stretched from his chest down to his abdomen.

Wafu stiffened up. He froze in place and did not move a muscle.