The Dragon Warrior Pair
DWP 153: Youth Championship II
In contrast to Xue Bingyue who did not meet any troublesome opponents in the round of sixteen, the, Yin Feng actually met a troublesome opponent because in the second match of the Young Swordsman Tournament brought together Yin Feng against Xiao Fang.
Yin Feng himself entering the round of sixteen was not easy, because after all he himself was a level two swordsman among the other participants who entered the round of sixteen of the Young Swordsman Tournament.
While his opponent Xiao Fang was one of the two disciples of Kung Taoji. As Tian Taohua had the two of them approach while telling the rules of the match, Yin Feng felt the pressure from Xiao Fang's eyes.
“Alright, with this the second match of the Young Swordsman Tournament begins!” Tian Taohua made a loud voice greeted with a spin of Yin Feng's spear.
“Truely said Brother, all I need now is experience..” Yin Feng saw that Xiao Fang had yet to move from his place, even the young man up until now had not drawn his sword.
As the distance between Yin Feng and Xiao Fang grew shorter, the first attack created was a Yin Feng spear thrust filled with embers.
Xiao Fang coated his right hand with aura before welcoming him. As usual Xiao Fang looked unwilling to draw his sword.
Seeing that Yin Feng frowned, ‘You may underestimate me! But you know, I've been trained by my brother. If you underestimate me, then you're just as underestimating him!’
Yin Feng drained a large amount of energy before stabbing Xiao Fang many times. His attacks were sharp, it was just that Xiao Fang was able to see his every move.
Many onlookers did not know if Yin Feng was doing a feint move, so the movements made by Yin Feng seemed careless.
After performing seven feint moves, Yin Feng managed to land a stab right in Xiao Fang's chest. Instantly the atmosphere in the stadium was silent because after all Xiao Fang was a holy swordsman. Moreover Yin Feng managed to land a stab at Xiao Fang.
Xiao Fang's facial sharpness still remained calm before the young man leaped backwards while stopping the bleeding using his inner power.
Yin Feng's spear thrusting attack did not stop there, after successfully landing a single stab on his opponent and stealing the attention of the audience, now that Yin Feng was making endless attacks until he finally gave Xiao Fang a hard choice.
“I did not expect there to be a noble child to become a swordsman, moreover you are the successor to the throne of the Yin.” Empire For the first time Xiao Fang spoke. Yin Feng's spear thrust was eyeing his neck.
Without further ado Xiao Fang drew his sword and fended off Yin Feng's spear thrust with an agile sword swing.
“Can I tell you if a successor to the imperial throne is a real genius. All of you here are not comparable to him!” Yin Feng grinned given Jing Yang's prowess. In one sure move, Yin Feng again managed to land a stab on Xiao Fang's right arm.
“Sorry, I myself do not know what genius means.” Xiao Fang ended the fight with a twist of his slash that sent Yin Feng's body out of the arena.
Tian Taohua immediately raised his hand, “His winner Xiao Fang from Peach Peak!” Applause was given to Xiao Fang and Yin Feng who had presented an exciting fight in the round of sixteen of the Young Swordsman Tournament.
Xiao Fang himself was curious about the person Yin Feng meant. Xiao Fang walked up to Yin Feng and extended his hand.
“I can see your determination and spirit, Young Master Yin.” Xiao Fang looked at Yin Feng who was still grimacing in pain.
“You almost killed me! Lucky I've gotten used to fighting against my brother.” Yin Feng did not deny that he was still upset by his defeat.
The sight of Yin Feng and Xiao Fang's familiarity attracted the attention of many people. Because after all it was very rare for a noble to be a swordsman who had such high ability and persistence as Yin Feng had.
Xue Que and the participants from the Blue Tower Sect. The young man who wore a face mask and had reached the warrior king was very mysterious.
“This is the Blue Tower Sect. I heard this sect shut itself down for a year. Looks like they will become a big sect.” The spectators started whispering and talking to each other.
“Peng Ouyang, there are rumors saying that he has only been learning martial arts for two years and has reached white swordsman.” The other spectators began to put each other down in response to the arrival of the young man who was walking into the arena of the match.
“Two years reached the white swordsman, if true, then it is certain that Peng Ouyang is a real genius.”
Jing Yang and Xue Rong listened to every whisper of the warriors around them. The moment that made Jing Yang curious was the figure of Peng Ouyang faintly emitting the exact same aura as Mao Gang.
Jing Yang clicked his tongue from feeling a bad premonition. After all Xue Que had traveled with him, and the opponent of the girl continued to emit an aura that made him feel a need to be vigilant.
“What's up, Junior Yang?” Xue Rong said softly as she saw Jing Yang's palm clenching.
“According to Senior Rong, the young man named Peng Ouyang from the Blue Tower Sect who was it? Did his name ever exist in the martial world of the Yin Empire?” Jing Yang replied as he watched Xue Que and Peng Ouyang who were listening to the explanation of the rules of the match from Tian Taohua.
“I've never heard of it. But I have heard the news that the Blue Tower Sect has never established a special relationship with another sect.” Xue Rong said as he explained that he also felt that there was some awkwardness in the leadership ranks of the Blue Tower Sect.
It was not long before Tian Taohua told Xue Que and Peng Ouyang to keep his distance.
“With this the third match of the round of sixteen the Young Swordsman Tournament begins!” Right after Tian Taohua announced the match, Xue Que and Peng Ouyang moved almost simultaneously.
They both use swords as weapons. The exchange of fierce attacks since the beginning of the match. Time and again Xue Que let go of dazzling moves and was greeted casually by Peng Ouyang.
After making an exchange of over fifty strikes, Peng Ouyang kept his distance from Xue Que before throwing a needle that stuck in Xue Que's stomach.
“Jarum like this won't stop me!” It was true that the needle stuck in his stomach did not stop his movement, in one slash Xue Que managed to make Peng Ouyang seriously injured.
Tian Taohua raised his hand when Peng Ouyang also raised his hand a sign that he was giving up.
“Enough!” Tian Taohua looked at Xue Que who sheathed his sword slowly, “His winner Xue Que from the Blue Moon Palace!”
The audience applauded Xue Que, while on the bleachers Jing Yang sharpened his eyes looking at the needle that Xue Que had pulled out.
Xue Rong again realized something when she saw Jing Yang's hand repeatedly knocking on the skin of her delicate hand.
Many young warriors especially men were envious when they saw Jing Yang's fingers touching Xue Rong's hands.
Jing Yang himself did not realize it because he was thinking of something, “Movement just now, I've seen it..” Jing Yang muttered softly before noticing Xue Rong's slightly flushed face.