The Legend of the Devil
Ch. 26 - Hero and Trash
Jiazhen Yan's hair was like being burned by fire, his anger was already at the top of the crown.
"Will thank you, he said? It's chic!"
Xue Zhan went to a place a bit far away and it was true that someone followed him. He turned around, stopped his swift running and immediately confronted the enemy.
Maybe from the outside he looked like a man but Xue Zhan was sure he was a woman. His movements look very flexible and agile, he is a fighter with a type of two swords.
"Like I can guess who you really are."
Engraved a meaningful smile behind his mask.
"Xue Zhan, right?"
Indeed Xue Zhan was surprised to know that the figure recognized him, but considering Kang Jian's words about Red Fangs that were also after him it seemed to make sense.
"It's not fair that I'm the only one who knows your name. Let me tell you my name too, I'm Qiao Qiao. You better not underestimate me, I can break your intestines and heart into pieces with these two swords. But it seems I'll hold back a little, considering you're a precious object."
He began to capture that their current target was not just the Earth Ruler Element Stone alone, but himself.
His two legs began to stand by to take a step, his enemy would not mince words anymore.
Xue Zhan instantly opened his eyes as the woman lunged from the unexpected side to his left. The woman disappeared very quickly, then within a second Qiao Qiao's knee managed to hit Xue Zhan's temple bone. The young man flinched and wavered in one go.
Qiao Qiao who was still above the air opened his legs and intended to kick him with a full circle kick. Xue Zhan crouched down, his heart racing so fast back then. There was almost no gap, the movement was perfect. It could be that Xue Zhan had only relied on his luck and instincts.
While thinking of himself surviving Xue Zhan was wrong. Qiao Qiao who landed with just one foot directly knocked out the two swords, his smooth movements were hard to avoid. The two sword blades approached around Xue Zhan's neck right and left. He fended off the right one before hitting his skin, but unfortunately the left one instead moved and completely tore at his neck.
Drips of blood flowed on Qiao Qiao's sword, so fresh. The woman laughed, very satisfied to see Xue Zhan's surprised face. He would not be able to match his speed and agility, even a quarter of the victims who lost their lives from the attack in this place was the result of his actions.
Xue Zhan stared at the sword in his hand. Instantly difficult to move. Meeting an enemy stronger than him always caused a feeling of fear of defeat, he tried to resist, but still his hand was reluctant to move. Drops of cold sweat descended through the bloody scratches on his neck.
At the beginning he was afraid like this. Xue Zhan cursed himself.
Where did that self-confidence go that used to be passionate?
Is it because after seeing the enemy's strength he started to lose it?
But his enemy is very strong. Like an assassin who has been trained to kill since birth.
Though he had promised Kang Jian to train in order to face the enemy in front of him. Only the keroco-keroosanya he can not afford.
His teeth resounded violently, Xue Zhan hated that feeling. The feeling of helplessness and being trampled on let alone hearing the laughter from Qiao Qiao.
Elsewhere the fight is getting more and more intense. No one believes that circumstances are simply reversed. Now Kang Jian who was dueling one-on-one against an enemy with bamboo caping looked overwhelmed. His enemy was just an ordinary sword user, but his skill of playing a sword that seemed to be part of his own body left the man repeatedly knocked back.
Wen Tian was severely injured and was being hunted by a swordsman who had been their strongest enemy before, and Wen Qing himself tried to save him.
The remaining seven enemies were fiercely expanding. No mercy given.
Or actually the people deliberately feed the weak victims so that they are caught off guard and then intensify the attacks blindly. That's hard to believe, but that guess makes sense.
"Want to surrender? Unfortunately, I won't ask you that." Qiao Qiao straightened both of his hands, with sword eyes heading towards Xue Zhan.
"Fight me until you lose everything. Your guts, strength and determination your trash. A demon like you is better suited to being a villain than a disgusting soft swordsman."
Not hearing the response from Xue Zhan his mouth grew more and more lightly lamented.
"What do you expect from these humans? They just keep mocking you, alienating you, and even blatantly wanting to wipe out your existence. You think you have a place between them? Forever, it will not. The devil is an endless mouth of hatred that will never be cut off. You won't be able to change anything even if you become a hero."
Xue Zhan's fist grew even tighter. His heart and ears are hot.
"Hero is just rubbish."
"Junk, you say?" His voice was stifled, Xue Zhan raised his face with a look of anger.
"How does a piece of trash like you find a scum hero?" Xue Zhan added with piercing words, "You're like a fly, even though I said diamonds are more beautiful than dirt, you're still going to struggle with that shit."
"Wheel?" Slowly Qiao Qiao's eyes widened, from his voice alone Xue Zhan could feel the vibrations of his emotions begin to overflow.
"Who said he wanted to give up? You said it yourself."
"And one more thing, I don't care about people who hate me. My goal is to break the rope of hatred between humans and demons. But especially for you, this demon will kill you like it did a long time ago."
"It's best that you be careful, Great-skinned Madam," Xue Zhan replied to Qiao Qiao Qiao's words a thousand times more painful. The woman fell silent.
Surprised, angry and embarrassed.
"I usually listen to those sharp words from my stepmother. Turns out your mouth's meaner than stepmother's tongue, huh?"
Without a care any more Qiao Qiao attacked. The duel happened more terrifying than before, the speed of the two increasing every minute. Compete with each other and outperform.
Even when training with Xue Zhan, that young man could be much faster and agile than Qiao Qiao. Xue Zhan got a little used to it and started to read the pattern of his attacks. Until his sword managed to enter in the middle, it almost pierced into Qiao Qiao Qiao's chest that was pushed back with part of his shirt torn apart.
Xue Zhan looked into another fight, it was still so difficult to determine who was superior now. Jiazhen Yan himself could not escape from his enemy now.
"It seems that among all your friends you are the weakest. Especially women."
"W-did you say ...?" His voice shook with annoyance. Moreover, he had just been hit by an attack.
"Let me guess. You must be Hong Yen, right? He's not the real fighter, and his strength may be on par with yours."
The woman snaps.
"Where might you equate me with someone who can't even hold a spear properly!"
That instant Xue Zhan smiled as he looked at one other enemy. Qiao Qiao rounded his eyes, surprised at his own words.