Whether it was when Luo Yang met Đồng Thái in Dunhuang City or when Hsu Fengnian met Wang Xianzhi who was rushing to Beiliang, a real battle between Great Grandmasters would never be sloppy. There was absolutely no possibility of polite greetings. The outcome of the battle was simply life and death.
Although Tuoba did not know the specific background of the white-robed man in front of him, he had a general understanding. This person had previously led a young swordswoman to travel around Beimang. Occasionally, he would fight, but he had never been defeated. Even if he encountered thousands of riders, he would still be able to retreat safely. Li Mibi, the ancestor of Spider Web in Beimang, had a very high opinion of this person. He even did not hesitate to describe this androgynous handsome young man as "his future achievements in martial arts are expected to catch up with Wang and Xu". Although Tuoba did not intend to speak, he was not in a hurry to fight either. First, Hsu Fengnian's injury was unmistakable. Second, he did not want to lose a great advantage by rashly fighting. After all, it was taboo for martial arts masters at their level to call a newcomer when encountering a strange newcomer. Just like the national chess players who had been famous for a long time, they were often not afraid of exchanging blows with old enemies whom they knew well. Their only headache was those inexperienced geniuses of the younger generation. They were especially afraid of deciding the outcome of a game with those rising stars.
This was the principle of life and death battles between Jianghu masters. When Song Nianqing of Dongyue Sword Pool carried 14 new swords, he had caused great trouble for Luo Yang who was at the peak at that time. Moreover, Tuoba had a unique opinion. There were endless grandmasters of sword dao in Jianghu. After Li Chungang, there was Đồng Thái. After Đồng Thái, there was also Huang Qing of Beimang, Qi Jiajie of Tai 'an City, Jiang Ni of West Chu, and many other great figures. In Tuoba's opinion, since the end of spring and autumn, the fate of sword dao must have been mostly used up. It would be difficult for a figure like Lu Zu to appear again. Only grandmasters of saber dao were too few. Moreover, no one had stepped forward to reach the height of being recognized as the most promising person in the world. Tuoba's intuition told him that it was about time for someone to emerge. Perhaps it would be the person in front of him, the young man whom the King of Beiliang Hsu Fengnian was willing to entrust his life to!
After some observation, Tuoba noticed some clues. The person in front of him who was called White Fox Face by Hsu Fengnian did not have a strong Qi. Compared to people like Cao Changqing, he might not have a majestic aura. However, the flow of his Qi was rather strange. One word could describe it, and that was "fast".
It was so fast that it was unimaginable. It was like the Guangling River during the flood season. This was simply a path to death!
Tuoba became more and more curious. What was this person thinking that he would sacrifice his life in exchange for the realm of martial arts? This was no longer something that could be explained simply by the word "martial arts fanatic".
Hsu Fengnian sighed softly. Of course, he knew why White Fox Face was so determined. He wanted to become the most powerful person in the world before the age of 30 and kill all his enemies with his own hands. After the age of 30, life and death did not matter.
White Fox Face took a few steps forward and stood in front of him. "Although I made it in time, don't think that both of us can survive. You also know that saving you is much more difficult than killing him."
Xu Fengnian said in a self-deprecating manner, "You can just do whatever you want. I've killed Hong Jingyan this time. If you kill Bodhisattva Tuoba, even if I die, then even if this deal is a loss, it won't be so bad that it's acceptable."
White Fox Face placed his palms on the hilts of the two sabers at his waist. They were the Embroidered Winter Saber and the Spring Thunder Saber.
Hsu Fengnian was no stranger to this pair of sabers. On the contrary, he was very familiar with them. He remembered that White Fox Face had lent him the Embroidered Winter Saber during his second trip to Jianghu. Before that, Hsu Fengnian had returned to Beiliang for the first time. During that trip, he regretted that he did not meet a real Peerless Master Pro. At the last moment, he bumped into White Fox Face, which made His Royal Highness feel that the end of that trip was not bad. After three years of hard wandering, he finally met a Peerless Master Pro. Hsu Fengnian still remembered that year when it snowed heavily at Tide-listening Lake in Mount Qingliang, White Fox Face flew out of the pavilion and unsheathed the Embroidered Winter and Spring Thunder Saber. It was really beautiful in the heavy snow. The bladesmanship was beautiful, and the person was even more beautiful. It was probably at that time that His Royal Highness began to seriously practice the bladesmanship. He began to look forward to the day when he could have half of White Fox Face's elegance.
Although they had not fought, Tuoba seemed to have seen through the ins and outs of White Fox Face's two-handed saber. The War God of Beimang, who did not want to argue with him, laughed for the first time. "You are no match for me. Do you really want to die here for the King of Beiliang?"
Tuoba saw that he did not say a word, but he was not annoyed. He stretched out his palms and put them on his chest. He looked down and said with a hint of loneliness, "I may not have the chance to kill you grandmasters of the Central Plains in the future. Wang Xianzhi and Cao Changqing are both dead. What a pity."
Hsu Fengnian held back his laughter and glanced at Tuoba. He said in a mellow Southern Dynasty official's accent, "The one in front of me doesn't understand the Beimang language at all. Don't flatter yourself. If you can fight, don't talk. Do you really want to wait until Huyan Daguan gets here? "
Bodhisattva Tuoba dismissed it with a smile and raised his head. "He won't come."
Hsu Fengnian's eyes were gloomy.
Tuoba said playfully, "Although I don't know what you're up to in Dunhuang, I learned on my way back south that His Majesty and Li Mibi went there personally. They even temporarily borrowed Helian Wuwei's Hexi Army and 20,000 cavalrymen from the King's camp of Norland. Even Huyan Daguan, who claims to be a one-man sect, will not be able to gain any advantage no matter what he's up to. "
Hsu Fengnian took a deep breath and suddenly straightened his body. He held the iron spear tightly in one hand.
White Fox was not the only one who was surprised. Even Bodhisattva Tuoba was momentarily stunned.
White Fox attacked first.
The Winter Embroidered Saber exploded in front of Tuoba with a bright light, like the moon rising from the sea.
Tuoba smashed the moonlight with one punch and broke the Cold Saber Gang. Then, he punched directly between White Fox's eyebrows with his other fist.
The other Spring Thunder Dagger on White Fox's face finally came out of its scabbard at the critical moment and stabbed towards Bodhisattva Tuoba's armpit. It was obvious that she wanted to exchange injury for injury.
Tuoba's punch did not stagnate at all and still hit White Fox's forehead. At the same time, he pulled back his elbow and tried to clamp the saber.
White Fox's forehead was hit and his body leaned back. He kicked Tuoba's chest and took advantage of the momentum to pull out the Spring Thunder Saber from under Tuoba's armpit.
The Spring Thunder Saber, which was full of Qi, only slid through Tuoba's clothes. In the process of pulling it out, there was a loud sound of metal and stone, like a saber cutting through iron and stone.
White Fox's face, who was holding two sabers in her hands, left the ground and flew backward. Coincidentally, she circled around Xu Fengnian and his spear like a butterfly circling around a branch. Then, she pounced on Bodhisattva Tuoba at an even faster speed.
Bodhisattva Tuoba raised both of his arms and crossed them above his head. The white fox's face was embroidered with the winter spring thunder and the cold blade. It collided with Bodhisattva Tuoba's arms. The intense fluctuation of Qi dynamic created two layers of ripples between the two of them.
Tuoba's feet sank into the sand and he only took a few steps back. Strands of golden light on his arms were like thousands of dragons entrenched and did not weaken at all.
By the time White Fox's feet touched the ground, he had already waved more than 20 sabers in one breath. The layers of strength were stacked and there was no sign of him being exhausted. On the contrary, his momentum was rising steadily.
Bodhisattva Tuoba continued to slide backwards. Even though he had a calm expression on his face, he appeared as if he did not have the strength to fight back at all. If news of this were to spread, just this point alone would be enough to make this person with the nickname of White Fox Face rise to fame.
Hsu Fengnian was known as an Earth Immortal who could kill the enemy with one move. Like Hsu Fengnian, as one of the Four Grandmasters of Wushu Evaluation, when encountering an ordinary master, even if the opponent was a First Grade Celestial State, even if he could not kill the enemy with one move, he would not retreat without holding back too much strength. Moreover, Tuoba had improved a lot compared to the time when he fought with Hsu Fengnian in the Western Region. Both his physique and momentum were not the same as before. This meant that the White Fox's face was so fast that even Tuoba could not find a gap.
Tuoba thought that even if he gave this person dozens of sabers, so what? So what if the Qi flow could travel 800 miles or even 1000 miles in an instant? No matter how long a breath was, there would always be a time when the old and the new would be replaced. However, when he unconsciously retreated nearly 1000 feet away, he suddenly realized that this person's saber momentum was not only endless but also faster and faster. The latest two sabers were faster than the one Hsu Fengnian used to force him out of the city in the Western Region. Fast was not scary. What was scary was that this kind of speed seemed to have no end. Step by step, it was as if the Heavenly Gate did not stop!
Tuoba was quite helpless. If he was confident to break the saber momentum at first, then he could only defend to the end now.
It was like a large scale heavy infantry army with slow movement meeting an elite light cavalry. It would not lose, but it could only be passively beaten.
Bodhisattva Tuoba counted silently in his heart. He started counting from three to nine.
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