HPDBC Chapter 50 Clash of martial artists
Chapter 50 Clash of martial artists
The man froze and gulped, taking a step back subconsciously. Rongyu's glare startled him and made his body feel cold.
Martial artists were really something else.
Without saying another word, the man bowed and led his people back to the caravans to recuperate and treat their injuries.
Meanwhile, Rongyu returned her attention to the cloaked figures in the distance.Nôv(el)B\\jnn
The eight of them moved and came toward them, Rongyu, Leon, and the others approached as well.
They stood twenty meters away from each other in the middle of the footpath, this way, their clash might not affect the caravans or the bandits.
"You are all martial artists, why bother with the affairs of ordinary people?"
One of the cloaked figures asked in a hoarse voice.
"Martial artists were once ordinary people before becoming martial artists; we can't turn a blind eye to people suffering injustice," Linxu snorted as she took out her short daggers from under her robe.
"Your interference is disturbing our business, leave now and we'll overlook things"
Another cloaked figure said coldly with killing intent gushing out from their body.
"Hmph, you talk too much. Bandits are thorns in the world; you support them and should be removed as well," Feifei harrumphed and pointed her spear at them.
"So be it then, it's not every day we get to kill martial artists, you have yourselves to blame for your foolishness"
One of the level 4 on the cloaked figures side shouted before suddenly dashing forward, a short black rod appearing from under his sleeve.
He arrived in front of Feifei in an instant and swung his rod at Feifei's head.
Clang!
Feifei was equally fast and waved her spear in front of her, knocking away the black rod with her spearhead before hitting the body of the figure with the end of her spear.
The figure was hit hard and flew away, landing a few meters from Feifei before taking nine steps back to stabilize himself.
"All of you, attack!"
He shouted immediately after stabilizing himself, the remaining seven cloaked figures reacted and dashed toward Leon's group.
Rongyu also gave the order to attack as well.
This was the strength of a prime disciple from a second-rated sect!
Meanwhile, Leon, Wanxu, Yue, Linxu, and Muging were facing the remaining five level 3 cloaked figures.
They spread out on the footpath as they exchanged dangerous attacks with each other, their attacks spreading into the area and destroying the ground.
Leon was facing a figure who used a chained sword, it was a short sword with a chain attached to it; this allowed his opponent to throw, pull, and control the sword from a distance after attacking.
Leon gritted his teeth as he frantically blocked all the attacks while constantly moving back.
The attacks of the figure weren't too fast for him, and he could see them clearly, but he was currently under intense pressure and was sweating seriously.
This was his first official battle since he came to this world; he could not help but get nervous as the hand that was gripping his white sword became sweaty.
Clang!
Leon blocked the sword that was thrown at him again and jumped back, landing a few meters away.
"You don't seem as strong as your companions. Are you maybe a newbie, or you're just trash?" The cloaked figure laughed sinisterly as he waved his chain in the air before whipping it toward Leon again.
Leon slashed his sword and knocked the sword away before running off, the figure chased after him.
'Damnit, stop chasing me!' Leon cried inwardly as he crouched his head, letting the sword with a chain attached to its hilt fly above his head. He immediately moved to the side right after as the sword was pulled down the next moment and stabbed into his previous location.
Leon turned and faced the figure, both hands tightly gripping his sword.
'This isn't like training with Senior sister at all; this person will definitely kill me if I make a mistake; I don't want to die,' Leon lamented inwardly as he cautiously stared at the cloaked figure.
He was contemplating if he should keep running until his Senior sisters finished their opponents before coming to help him.
'That would look very bad on me; we are all prime disciples, after all,' Leon thought to himself.
The figure stopped in front of him, waving his chained sword.
"Hehe, looks like you're trash. You can't even fight back, what sort of pussy are you? A man should have some balls; I bet your slit is slipperier than that of a slut" The figure laughed; his words were piercing and made Leon's eyelids twitch.
"Shut up, you know nothing about me!" Leon barked angrily.
You would be afraid of dying two if you experienced 200 unreasonable deaths, what if I attacked you and suddenly tripped on my own sword?
"What, I'm not lying. You don't even dare attack me once, just stop running and let me kill you painlessly." The figure shrugged and ran his fingers along the blade of his sword.
"You!"