Chapter Fifteen: Zhou's Sword Dance

  Zhou Xiaoyu's sword was originally going to pierce my shoulder, but for some reason, perhaps because he was timid or afraid of trouble, at the critical moment, it slid diagonally across my shoulder and fell to one side.

  Zhuge Xiaoliang's guqin sound continued unabated, as if the sound of flowing water spread out across the stage.

  At a glance, I saw his sword reflecting the light, and on its body, my appearance was reflected: my skin was slightly dark, my cheeks were round, my hair was neatly combed into a bun tied with a white satin ribbon. Except for the slight distortion of my expression due to fright, I was still a handsome young man.

  Why am I always bullied by him?

  I hate.

  A warm face above a bright sword body, those eyes suddenly became sharp, and the eyebrows also stood up like a sword.

  As the sound of Guzheng's killing intent burst out violently, the sound entered my ears, and a surge of unwillingness to admit defeat suddenly emerged from the bottom of my heart. With a hum at the corner of my mouth, I jerked my wrist, and my right hand tightly grasped the sword. Immediately, it rose up in a challenge, the sword tip pointing straight at the sky, and with a swing outward, it precisely blocked the sword body that Zhou Xiaoyu slid down from my shoulder.

  All I heard was a "clang" sound, my right hand sword collided with his treasured sword, Zhou Xiaoyu's body fell to the ground, left hand swung out, already holding two swords, I lost my left hand sword, grasping it with my right hand, the two swords fiercely clashed, as if stuck together, no longer separating.

  I stepped forward with a bow step, and Zhou Xiaoyu also stabilized her stance without moving. The two of us were very close now, and we could both count the number of eyelashes on each other's eyes clearly.

  I didn't blink, and he didn't move either. The surroundings were momentarily still, with only Zhuge Xiaoliang's guqin music continuing to dance restlessly, each note seeming to urge me forward.

  I let out a soft cry from my throat and flexed my arm.

  Zhou Xiaoyu's eyes, bright as autumn water, flashed with a ray of light, and then the corners of her mouth rose, revealing an unusual smile.

  I moved forward, he retreated backward, and victory seemed to appear in an instant.

  I didn't know he would withdraw so easily, and for a moment I felt a little uncomfortable. But Gu's zither sound became more intense, I heard it in my ears, my heart was stirred up. At this time, Zhou Xiaoyu, who had retreated, swung his sword with one hand, and the light of the void was like fireworks bursting, or like a spirit snake dancing. With his feet treading on the Seven Star Step, his sleeves fluttering, he attacked again.

  I bit my lip, furrowed my brow and cautiously faced the enemy. This time I absolutely cannot be careless, nor can I be timid. Zhuge's piano sound was like a war drum beating, telling me that I couldn't retreat.

  Two swords intersected, continuously emitting a "ding ding" sound. At first, I could still hear people around me gasping in amazement, but later it was completely silent, except for the flowing music and the white-clothed man playing the zither. In front of me, there were only Zhou Xiaoyu's agile sword and him, dancing with the sword.

  A bright white light flashed as the sword danced, but Zhou Xiaoyu himself was like a red flame, burning fiercely. The red silk ribbons on his sleeves and forehead fluttered unceasingly, his deep, dark eyes fixed intently on me, not leaving mine for an instant. His footsteps were agile, each step light and nimble, as if he could take flight at any moment.

  I parried his attack with my sword, and in the midst of the chaos, I picked up the left-handed sword from the ground. With my right hand mainly defending, the left-handed sword seized the opportunity to counterattack. For a while, it wasn't as if I was going to lose quickly at his hands.

  Zhou Xiaoyu saw me resisting, the cold smile at the corner of his mouth grew thicker, his waist twisted lightly, and he leapt up like a dancing fish, the sword tip pointing straight at my chest. I saw him coming fiercely, my heart skipped a beat, and I used both swords to block his treasured sword. Unexpectedly, it was just a feint, the sword flower lightly swung back, and actually came towards my waist, while his body leaned forward, his arm pushed out in front, and his upper body suddenly became parallel to the ground, his hair and red silk ribbon fluttering backwards in the wind, he gazed at me with a cold smile.

  He made such a gesture, I have avoided it as much as possible, and a chill suddenly arose in my heart: Is this move of his, isn't he trying to kill me?

  If he swung his treasured sword like that, the first student in the history of the Army Command Academy to be killed by being cut in half during a martial arts match and thus fail to graduate would be born immediately.

  The sound of Zhuge's guqin "ding dong" echoed twice, with a hint of lightness.

  I gritted my teeth, swung both arms backward, and the treasured sword followed the motion to be drawn back to my body. I steadied my horse's pace, and my body leaned straight back, almost curling into a ball, with all my strength concentrated on the two small legs bent backward.

  Just as I was bending backwards, looking up at the sky, I heard a "whoosh" sound by my ear, and Zhou Xiaoyu's sword flashed past the tip of my nose, almost causing me to lose my footing and fall over.

  A faint voice seemed to come from beside his ear: "I wonder how much longer you can hold on?"

  I blinked, and in front of me, a treasured sword flashed across the sky, replaced by Zhou Xiaoyu's coldly smiling face.

  I suddenly can't imagine what kind of attitude he and I are facing each other at this moment.

  I fell back and looked up at the sky, he leaned forward and bowed to the ground. Fortunately, he was taller than me with longer legs, so when he fell over, he didn't crush me.

  It's embarrassing at this moment. I had no choice but to force a smile: "Gong Jin, let's just stop here."

  A strange gleam flashed in his eyes, and I widened my eyes to ponder whether the fleeting light was called "tenderness" or "smile", but by the time I blinked, he had already put on that cold face again, even humming a sound.

  I was shocked by his sudden change of face, and since my body had already reached its limit, I cried out "I'm doomed" in my heart and fell to the ground.

  Suddenly felt a tightness in the chest, as if something had grasped it.

  My body suddenly stopped its momentum, no longer falling to the ground. At first I was overjoyed, but after that initial joy passed, I was suddenly shocked and terrified, my entire body from head to toe turning cold.

  The surrounding area, Zhuge's guqin sound gradually slowed down, ding dong, ding dong... like the mountain rocks dripping water splashing into the lake.