The Demon Swordsman 3
Ch. 55 - Sir

"Don't go."

That one word was capable of making Xin Zhan feel that his life had returned. He would not possibly let his sister fight alone in this fierce battlefield. Although he had just complained about everything that was burdensome to his shoulders, it did not mean that Xin Zhan would succumb to the task that he had to carry.

With all the remaining strength Xin Zhan held onto Xin Fai's hand which increasingly tightly strangled him. He did everything until his father's hands bled, his screams heard. Tightness and pain.

Xin Fai's grip was released. As Xin Zhan retreated for a moment, he would have to gather some strength if he wanted to go back to face the man. Dodging was the only path she thought of. Otherwise, he would not have been sure of being able to last longer and would have almost died a second time in the hands of the Demon Sword.

Feels weird. Xin Zhan used to always win when dueling with his father and he was so sure of his own strength. The man is strong, but he is confident that he can handle his father's ingenuity. Because in the body the same blood flows. Xin Zhan only needed to strive to surpass his father. That way he would be stronger than the Demon Sword.

But why, he only realized one thing that had made him feel lied to.

That the man always held back his power. And succumbed so that Xin Zhan would always shine. In the presence of friends or teachers. So that his confidence continues to exist and make his spirit smolder. Xin Fai was always thinking about her happiness, more than anything else. And on the contrary, Xin Zhan always felt that attention was not enough and thought that his sister was the one he loved.

Anyone who saw it back then would have thought that Xin Zhan would be uprooted in a moment. His sleeves had been torn apart, blood was pouring out everywhere. A wide open incision along his body, he was like a corpse full of blood that forced himself to walk in the middle of a lion's den.

It'sit's okay. One word he kept saying. Xin Zhan finally stopped walking. His knees fell, he held the other arm. Breathe in the air slowly and gather natural energy as much as possible.

Is correct. Natural energy. Thought Xin Zhan. Her father had taught her many things about how to recover fast strength. Even he remembered a long time ago, Xin Fai once invited the two of them to vacation. Without inviting Ren Yuan who finally made the woman not talk for a week.

Exercise under a waterfall that is very hot to burn the skin. Then a calm stream filled with power. Abundant natural energy and how the sensation of hot water can heal all wounds.

But in a place full of corpses and crumbled like this, where did Xin Zhan obtain natural energy?

Xin Zhan closed both of his eyes. Feeling everything mixed up. His breathing weakened, the young man's heartbeat beating more sluggishly. It was all done so that he could concentrate on his surroundings.

Compared to natural energy. Xin Zhan felt an endless amount of dark energy in this place. He shook his head slowly, that power could not be used at all for his healing. Xin Zhan had to move quickly before Xin Fai found him.

His black eyes closed again. Xin Zhan expanded his range. And just realized there was one other source of strength that had a high level of purity. The same power as his sister. Fire Eternity.

Of course Xin Zhan would not be able to possess that power. Not just anyone can control it. But if it only changed the pure power that came out around those flames, it seemed that the technique Xin Fai taught would work. Although it was only Xin Zhan's guess.

The young man drew near to the embers of the Fire of Eternity that would never be extinguished. He sat cross-legged. Perform advanced meditation commonly done for the absorption of natural energy. His concentration was at the highest stage because turning the power of the Fire of Eternity into natural energy that he could absorb was no easy feat.

Ten minutes passed and it was fortunate that Xin Fai had not found him at all. Xin Zhan was doing meditation continuously. The trick really worked, and the power of the Fire of Eternity turned into a source of strength for him.

Xin Zhan had briefly held the Fire Flower sign on his forehead. It seems that all this is also thanks to a gift passed down from his father from birth. His father even told me that he had almost died and was saved by the Fire Flower sign. There was never a historical record of Fireflowers on their forehead. Any data or power given by the sign. No one knows for sure.

And for some situations like now, Xin Zhan felt that it was indeed a sign that was saving his life. Changing the power of the Fire of Eternity is not an easy matter. If his teachers from the White Fog Valley knew of this they would definitely instantly stir up and start flattering him excessively.

Even though Xin Zhan was never comfortable with that flattery. There are so many people who are better than him. Big head will only make itself undeveloped. Precisely, the figure who had barely received praise from the teachers in the White Mist Valley had now become a great figure.

Xin Zhan stared at the glowing blue light from his beer Fire of Eternity. For some reason, he could sense that it was Xin Chen's fire. Not the Dark Dragon. The fire was so calm, even though being nearby was dangerous. Wrongly, his body could turn into ashes.

Xin Zhan stared at his own arms and body, the scar had disappeared perfectly. His strength returned, almost as before. Twenty minutes he barely noticed any disturbance. Bizarrely. He began to worry about where Xin Fai was going, whether the man had given up on killing him.

Or-at this time Xin Fai was hunting her sister.

Not letting that happen, Xin Zhan then moved quickly to the place where he had last seen Xin Fai.

Xin Zhan was running around like he was being chased, the panic for no reason was growing - so he did not find Xin Fai anywhere at all.

Looking the other way, now the fog seemed to disappear because its form moved slowly like a shadow, regardless of Xin Zhan. Between those who are pseudo or Xin Zhan who break away from time. He was too late in his own thoughts. What if Xin Chen faced Xin Fai and the Dark Dragon at once?

What if something happens until his sister is seriously injured and he is not there. All of that flashed in Xin Zhan's mind. He swallowed. But before being able to find Xin Fai, Xin Zhan actually met a soot-eyed figure that he had met earlier.

His steps stopped for a moment. Then his mouth spoke slowly.

"Where is my father?"

"You look so panicked like never before. What the hell?" At a glance the man's face expanded, he was so interested in meeting Xin Zhan. Not usually he found someone with black eye color that is as concentrated as his eyeball. It was as if he wanted to talk to Xin Zhan for even longer.

Because in the past, the figure never really sought a friend figure other than to devote himself to being an Imperial tool. He had realized that his lonely soul needed a friend to share. And another figure, named Xin Zhan whom he knew as the first Son of the Demon Sword had the same eye color. And an interesting perspective.

"Look down" he said, calming. "I told him to stop. You're afraid he's attacking the others?"

Xin Zhan did not reply but his face looked much calmer even though Xin Zhan could not completely trust the person.

"I'm sorry I didn't introduce myself. My name is Dou Jin. You must have guessed my clan, right?"

"Dou Jin's. Means you were one of the Ten Strongest of the previous generation."

"I was ordered here to kill you. But it seems your own father can't make you back off. Guts you and your sister are really crazy. I'm sure you must be drinking your warm tea with trembling hands after seeing the progress of this war. Far beyond reason."

Compliments or insinuations, Xin Zhan could not determine.

"You came here for that sword? Can't you get it from dad? Or are you looking for a hostage so you can give me that sword? Where did you keep the space ring?"

"Woah, whoa. Very enthusiastic. Be patient, there is no need to ask at once." Dou Jin was laughing at him. "Because I won't answer any of those questions."

Xin Zhan had guessed. He's not surprised anymore.

"So you're here, for fear that I'll take out all those cursed eyes. And choose to fight with me directly? It seems true you said. Just dad won't be enough to make us back off."

"You know, I'm so old for you to fight. But what can I do. I just want to see your abilities with my eyes directly. You mind?"

"I'm Xin Zhan, the First Son of the Demon Sword accepts your challenge to fight with me."

Xin Zhan put on a respectful attitude like he always did when someone asked him to a duel. And after he looked closely, Dou Jin seemed to be a swordsman just as he was. The way they stand up and take a stand.

"Show me what your true strength is."

Dou Jin mounted his horses. His body was sideways with both hands holding a sword. Xin Zhan was preparing to receive an attack from the opponent. His eyes and mind focused towards the enemy.

Dou Jin finally attacked. Xin Zhan took one strike from the bottom opposite to his enemy who aimed the weapon at the neck. Luckily Xin Zhan was quite quick to dodge.

Xin Zhan was able to see a leaf that had been charred slowly falling to the earth, and he watched in amazement how the sword belonging to Dou Jin neatly cut the fragile leaves without making the ashes scattered.

While Dou Jin was stunned when he found a tear on his robe. He was certain that Xin Zhan's attack had not hit his body at all. And judging from the direction of the attack seemed to be turning around with Xin Zhan's sword earlier.

What he could capture was only Xin Zhan reversing a deceptive attack before he dodged it completely.

"Hey, "call Dou Jin who has stopped his attack. For a moment Xin Zhan refused to look at him. It was still in disbelief that the user figure of the Cursed Eye possessed a far greater sword ability than the fifth Imperial Pillar.

"I'm actually taking you to fight because I feel like you have a resemblance to my former student."

Then the soot-eyed figure smiled again. Put the sword back where it was. His gaze was pseudo, so the pseudo-core soot in his eyes expanded like blood in a puddle. He seemed to want to tell something that Xin Zhan could not understand. His eyes, controlling white with black, ruled the light with darkness.

"Xiao Long is called. Your parasmu is much more beautiful than he is. But your eyes are very similar. And your sword skills ... At almost the same age, you're evenly matched. I had thought that you were him if not for your title as the son of the Demon Sword."

"Killing that guy is the only mission I've never completed. He was declared dead in one war and disappeared without anyone knowing him."

A moment Dou Jin stared fixedly at him.

"But I'm not so naive to make you look like her and kill you just for my revenge. Let this plan proceed as you have requested. My job is to watch from afar."

Xin Zhan had just realized that his body could not move. Unfortunately he had forgotten that Dou Jin carried the name of the Dou clan which was a family with the power of the Cursed Eye. He could die standing just from staring into those eyes.

But what Dou Jin did was just the opposite. The man is very confusing. To make him not know what the man is really thinking.

"If we meet at different times and circumstances. Let me duel seriously with you."

"You're putting myself as Xiao Long to get your grudge sorted out?" Xin Zhan said and then was stunned.

Fixated. Xin Zhan's body was like a freezing winter ravaged full of needles, piercing right and thousands at the bottom of his heart. With the blackened eyes of his interlocutor, a vile desire and wrath grew in his soul.

Blood and tears mixed to create a poison that continues to fill the empty pupils of the eyes. Looking into those eyes alone, Xin Zhan felt a pain that was hard to explain. Toxins, crumbs, and pains were felt throughout all parts of his body. It didn't last long until it all disappeared.

Xin Zhan's astonishment as he felt his body return, he breathed in a sting. So suddenly. His hand that was now was not even able to hold a sword properly. The effects of the cursed eyes were truly terrifying. Dou Jin did not seriously use the curse earlier. If he meant it, I don't know what would happen to him now.

Responding to the situation starting to gradually improve, Xin Zhan had a chance to speak before the figure named Dou Jin disappeared.

"I'll be looking forward to your duel."

Faintly behind the pitch-black fog, Dou Jin disappeared along with a smile that was still clearly visible on both corners of his lips. It was a strange encounter for Xin Zhan, and quite terrifying. He was well aware that Dou Jin was his enemy. But seeing that the man did not kill him directly, Xin Zhan came to the conclusion that the man was carrying out his duties as instructed. He's under someone's orders. And it was clear that the enemy he had to kill was 'Master' who hired them all.

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A/N: The war is still a long time patient. This is all beyond the author's expectations. I don't know, who initially thought this third book would end in 300 chapters even so to 600 chapters. why try author bkin story as complex as this, gor again ;)) not related ga srek, not, long train of sorts.