The Legendary Swordmaster

Chapter. 12. Licking Spit

“However, the first thing that Ma Chungcu brought up was this little mistake by Kuownio. If your side loses, then all of you will have to place one of your hands over to this Kuownio—”

“You!—” Mu Xuan Fei appeared to growl. He thought Nangong Rong was going too far.

But there, Nangong Rong didn't care at all, she continued what she had interrupted earlier. “Isn't this better?”

Ma Chungcu nodded, and he agreed to Nangong Rong's request. “Well, it wouldn't be wrong for the first and second things to be the same.”

That decision was also agreed upon by all of them, including Mu Xuan Fei. The latter person, although he was angry and badly beaten by Nangong Rong, still agreed with Ma Boan Pa's decision.

Mu Xuan Fei had placed very high trust and faith in the Chungcu. He was sure that Ma Boan Pa would beat the female owner of the Golden Swan Villa in future battles and gambles.

“Well, since Ma Tayhiap has agreed, this Kuownio is also ready. As the host, this Kuownio will let Ma Tayhiap open the attack.” Nangong Rong held the bamboo stick that she had brought with her from the beginning. It was a bamboo stick from the bamboo tree behind the kitchen, which she had previously asked Ah Siu to break.

Ma Boan Pa didn't attack immediately, he was surprised to see that the Golden Swan Villa owner didn't use a sword. Although a sword in a beautiful sheath was visible on its back.

“Does Nangong Kuownio not use a sword?” Ma Boan Pa couldn't help asking, greater astonishment was shown than the desire to quickly defeat Nangong Rong.

The young woman didn't answer questions she didn't think needed to be answered. With staff in hand, the stance of Dog Beating Stick Move cultivated by her opening stance, the woman's stance was ready for an all-out battle.

“Please start, Ma Chungcu!” Nangong Rong asked.

Ma Boan Pa took out a sword from its scabbard, a beautiful blade, thin and supple but not easily broken. 

“Nangong Kuownio, be careful! A blade without an edge, one or two stabs, and slashes will do the damage.” Ma Chungcu said the expression on his face became very serious. Before actually attacking, he shouted, “Look at the sword!”

Ma Chungcu's shadowy silhouette disappeared from where he stood, as well as Nangong Rong, the girl now began to move agilely to the rhythm of Ma Boan Pa's sword movements.

The silver light and green shadow on the white snow moved swiftly to attack and dodge. Ma Boan Pa used the Yang Liu San Ceng Village swordsmanship—Yang Liu Swordsmanship. Ma Chungcu's level of swordsmanship could be said to be one level above Mu Tiong-Lo's. Amazingly this guy, his Ginkang (Body Lightening Technique) mastery was already very high.

As he said, he moved swiftly while cultivating this technique, the grass that was stepped on wouldn't sway let alone break.

The Cypress Sword Style that Ma Chungcu mastered had also reached the highest level, he had comprehended the various styles of the twenty sword styles contained in the. However, Ma Chungcu was still greatly surprised by Nangong Rong's skill.

Relying only on bamboo, Nangong Rong managed to dodge and launch an attack that was no less dangerous for Ma Chungcu. In this battle, Nangong Rong once again performed the Dog Beating Stick Style.

Amazing stick play, unpredictable moves, and a defense that can't be called a defense. It was very faint in Ma Boan Pa's view.

Contrary to Ma Chungcu's mindset, outside the battlefield, Mu Tiong-Lo and the other three comrades became completely shocked. He saw that Nongong Rong's Ta Kauw Tung Hoat was very different from the last time the girl had fought him.

Only now did Mu Xuan Fei realize that the Golden Swan Villa's Miss Villa, in the last battle, had withheld strength and was toying with it.

After watching the match for a long time, worry and fear over losing one arm swelled up in Mu Xuan Fei's heart. He became desperate, unwilling to cut off his left arm. “Fuck! I don't care whether it's the younger generation or the old generation, the devil sect and Mo-Kaw people like you must be eliminated.”

Mu Xuan Fei plunged into the battle arena and ganged up on Nangong Rong. From this alone, he has shown a very cunning nature. Mu Xuan Fei pointed out that Nangong Rong was one of the many fighters and martial artists who joined the Mo-Kaw sect.

It's no secret that, at that time, the people and disciples of the Mo-Kaw School were highly skilled in all kinds of martial arts from various sects. Be it Shou Lin, Wu Dang, Kun Lun, and other Kiam Pay. It is said that long ago the people of the sect had repelled many deadly attacks from the various major sects.

That sharp tongue of Mu Tiong-Lo immediately became a reality, and had a great effect on the minds, as well as the psychology of the other four people on Yang Liu San Ceng's side. For a moment, Ma Chungcu's attacks stopped.

However, because Ma Chungcu didn't have time to sit still and think for a long time, the swing of Ta Kauw Tung Hoat's stick that Nangong Rong played almost hit him hard.

Engaged in Mu Tiong-Lo's encouragement, three others from Yang Liu San Ceng joined the battle. With that, their original deal was broken, the boneless tongue licking back the spit that had been spitting out.

Five ganged up on one, in terms of numbers, a party of five would look superior. But in reality, the lone party was even stronger and mightier.

Ma Chungcu did not justify this beating, he also deeply regretted the unilateral decision taken by Mu Tiong-Lo. But that's how people in the martial world are when the fault lies with oneself. Intelligence and cunning nature will take precedence.

Ma Boan Pa, even though his heart was against it. However, he was more concerned with pride than Yang Liu San Ceng. The current position is clear that the village he leads is at the lowest point of decline and can only be restored by keeping the mouths of the people involved in silence. That was by killing the only witness—Golden Swan Villa Owner Miss, Nangong Rong.

Moving swiftly and unsteadily, Nangong Rong laughed loudly, “Ha ha ha! …” While dealing punches to each opponent. She said, “That's great! This way, don't blame Kuownio for being mean. This time, Kuownio will not only take your left hand but all of your lives will also be confiscated by the owner of this villa.”

The heat suddenly overflowed violently under the cold winter weather.

“What happened? Why is it suddenly so hot?” The people from Yang Liu San Ceng fell into deep thought. Surprised, they continued to attack with Cypress Sword Moves, orderly and covering each other.