Chapter 9: Three Swords Vie for Supremacy

  Soon it was Dong Zhuo's turn to take the field.

  Dong Chou was still immersed in the unexpected victory of Qin City, with a somewhat low mood. In his heart, he already knew that it was impossible for him to defeat Qin City.

  Suddenly, Dong Zhuo had an idea. Even if he couldn't defeat Qin City, he also couldn't let Qin City look down on him, otherwise, he would really have no face to live.

  With a resolute mind, Dong Zhu strode onto the stage with large strides.

  Opposite Dong Zhu was a white-faced young servant with clear eyebrows and eyes. What was special was that all the soldiers in the army used long knives, but this white-faced young servant held a wooden long sword in his hand.

  Dong Zhuo, who deliberately wanted to show off his skills in front of Qin Cheng, saw that his opponent looked weak and frail, especially with a pale face like a woman. With just one glance, Dong Zhuo had already determined in his heart that this little guy was not a threat.

  Then, after entering the arena, Dong Zhuo took out his long knife and started showing off his knife skills. For a time, the knife shadows danced across the martial arts platform, truly fierce and powerful. Every time Dong Zhuo finished a move, he would let out a loud "Hei! Ha!" cry, which was quite impressive. After finally finishing one set of knife skills, Dong Zhuo felt that he still had more to give. Seeing his opponent standing quietly without making any moves, just staring at him blankly, Dong Zhuo put his heart at ease. With all his attention on showing off, he let out another loud "Hei! Ha!" cry and finished another set of knife skills that he thought could represent his true abilities.

  After the show, Dong Chu was slightly out of breath, but when his eyes glanced at the soldiers below who were all staring blankly at him, Dong Chu thought they were all stunned by his exquisite swordsmanship and felt very pleased with himself.

  He turned back with a pleased smile at Qin Cheng outside the court.

  That means: Look, brother's knife skills are not covered!

  But when Dong Zhuo's eyes met Qin Cheng's face, he found that Qin Cheng was staring at him with a strange gaze. At that time, Dong Zhuo thought that Qin Cheng was shocked by his own knife skills and felt proud in his heart, sneered secretly, and was about to turn around to deal with the pale-faced young man.

  When Dong Zhuo turned his head, he suddenly felt a blackness in front of him and was greatly shocked. By the time he finally figured out that the black shadow came from a foot, his nose had already been kicked by one foot, and the nasal blood suddenly gushed out uncontrollably! His body also fell backwards and flew out!

  Dong Chu fully demonstrated his martial arts skills at this time, using the momentum to roll in mid-air and land with one foot sliding backwards, ending up kneeling on one knee, barely avoiding a fall.

  "You little thief, did you sneak up on me?" Dong Zhu, who had finally managed to gain the upper hand, was furious and humiliated. His eyes were fixed intently on the pale-faced young servant who had already retreated, as he angrily scolded him.

  The white-faced young man glanced at him and said disdainfully, "I'm just reminding you that when fighting with others, don't exchange flirtatious glances with the onlookers after showing off your skills. In that brief moment just now, I could have killed you ten times!"

  "What did you say?!" Dong Zhu's display of knife skills was actually called "monkeying around" by someone, and he couldn't bear it anymore. With a loud shout, he suddenly rose up, raised his long knife and slashed at the pale-faced young servant!

  "Hmph!" The pale-faced young man let out a cold snort, facing Dong Zhuo's ferocious attack head-on. Instead of retreating, he advanced forward, his long sword slicing through the air in an eerie arc, piercing into the seemingly formidable knife shadow of Dong Zhuo!

  "Clang! Clang! Clang!" Along with the white-faced young servant's long sword entering the knife array, a burst of weapon collision sounds came, and Dong Zhuo, who was just full of vigor, lost his temper as soon as he came into contact with the white-faced young servant.

  Finally, with a crisp "crack!", the white-faced young man knocked open Dong Zhuo's long sword. Taking advantage of this brief moment, he stepped forward and kicked Dong Zhuo's chin with one foot. With another "crack!", Dong Zhuo's body flew out, spinning in mid-air before landing on the ground in a dog-eating-shit posture!

  Before Dong Zhuo could get up, the white-faced young servant's long knife was already placed on Dong Zhuo's neck!

  "You lost." The pale-faced young man said calmly.

  After saying this, the white-faced young man put away his sword and turned back to the crowd, not looking at Dong Zhu again.

  Dong Chu stared blankly as the pale-faced young man returned to the crowd, finally coming back to his senses. He hastily picked up his long knife that had just fallen from his hand and, with a red face and lowered head, quickly merged into the crowd.

  Too embarrassing!

  This was the only thought in Dong Chus mind now, if there was a hole in the ground, he would dive into it without hesitation.

  In the subsequent matches, Qin City won with just a few moves! Most of them didn't exceed three to five moves, and some only took one move! And among those defeated by Qin City, not a single one escaped unscathed! In fact, some were seriously injured!

  Qin Cheng has always had the mentality of using 200% effort to complete 100% of tasks. This is not hard to understand, if you have been facing death threats for over a decade, you would do things this way too. Because one mistake means death!

  Don't joke, Qin Cheng's knife skills were gained through repeated life-and-death struggles. Although he didn't inherit a famous school or have particularly elegant moves, his skills are absolutely practical. When hovering between life and death, every move is aimed at killing the enemy instantly, combined with his own combat foundation, Qin Cheng's knife skills should not be underestimated! These cannot be compared to those who have never even fought a few rounds with the Xiongnu soldiers!

  However, this poor Dong Zhu was thoroughly confused! The sergeant who had always regarded Qin Cheng as a mediocre soldier or even a bad soldier, at this moment, repeatedly asked himself in his heart several times, "Is this really Qin Cheng? Is this really Qin Cheng?"

  In the end, Dong Zhu placed all his hopes on that pale-faced young servant, the guy who had easily defeated him.

  At last, in the end, Qin Cheng and Bai Lian Xiao Shuai, as the last two excellent soldiers of the entire camp's long knife department, met together.

  Qin Cheng's long knife in his hand pointed diagonally towards the ground, still with a calm face, quietly looking at the pale-faced young servant in front of him.

  "Alright!" The pale-faced young man made a fist and launched the first attack under Dong Zhuo's expectant gaze.

  General Li Guang was also watching the martial arts competition in Qin City. Behind him stood two handsome and spirited sentries, one on each side. The left sentry was about thirty years old, eight feet tall, with sharp eyes but no expression, and was Li Guang's personal soldier. The right sentry was much younger, with a height of over seven feet, looking like he was seventeen or eighteen years old, staring intently at the martial arts platform in Qin City, but his expression was somewhat arrogant and eager to try.

  "This young soldier is quite skilled. If you two were to fight him, would you be confident?" Li Guang asked thoughtfully.

  "If he were a bit older than him, he would not be called so arrogant now. Within ten rounds, I can defeat him." A 17 or 18-year-old young soldier replied with a sideways glance at the martial arts platform.

  "General Zhao is indeed brave, I am no match for him." The team leader replied with a calm and composed tone, as if he didn't think much of it at all.

  Hearing him say this, the young garrison officer known as "Young General" had an even more spirited look in his eyes.

  Li Guang did not express his opinion, and with a smile in his words, he said: "Daren, are you willing to fight him?"

  "I will only fight against Chi You." Li Dang said proudly.

  "He is indeed the leader, and Liu Lang cannot surpass him." Li Guang said with a hint of surprise.

  “？！”

  At the time Li Guang was speaking, the white-faced young servant on the martial arts platform had launched a fierce attack on Qin Cheng. A long sword in his hand danced extremely lightly, and after three rounds of fighting, he actually forced Qin Cheng to retreat three steps in a row!

  However, his offense could only go this far. Next, Qin Cheng, who had already stabilized his footing and found an opening, was about to launch a counterattack. Just then, the white-faced young servant suddenly jumped back, retreated several steps, made a stopping gesture towards Qin Cheng, and hastily said: "No need to fight anymore, I'm no match for you, you're first, I'm second."

  Qin Cheng was taken aback for a moment, admitting defeat? However, his movements and the long knife in his hand did not retreat, remaining cautiously on guard.

  The white-faced young man said, took a deep look at Qin Cheng, and without regard for Qin Cheng's astonishment, turned around and jumped off the martial arts platform. Under the astonished gaze of the soldiers, he walked away without looking back.

  "Grandma, this... admitted defeat? Dong Zhu felt his brain wasn't working properly for the first time. Without showing any signs of defeat, this little fellow actually admitted defeat? Doesn't that mean Qin Cheng will take the top spot in this year's entire camp's long knife competition? Wouldn't that mean... he'll get promoted?"

  Dong Chuo's heart was extremely disturbed.

  Finally, the presiding soldier loudly announced: "In this martial arts competition, the champion of the long knife category is Qin... uh, what's your name again?"

  "Halt!" With a loud shout, an agile figure leapt onto the martial arts platform, pointing his specially-made long knife at Qin Cheng (which was already extremely rude behavior at that time), and proudly declared: "I've come to duel with you!"

  This man is Li Gan!

  The officer in charge of the competition saw Li Gan and shouted loudly: "Next, the winner will compete against General Li Gan!"

  Junior General? Li Gan? The son of Li Guang? Later because he was wounded by Wei Qing, he was shot dead by Huo Qubing with one arrow, that Guannei Marquis?

  It seems like it's him after all.

  Qin Cheng thought to himself, looking at Li Gan's long knife pointing straight at him, his figure standing tall and upright, still with the long knife slanting towards the table surface, his face still calm, but in his eyes, a thread of anger had already appeared.

  What the f***, dare you point a knife at me?

  Do you think you're cool?

  Do you think you're Li Guang?

  "Looking for death!"

  The voice of the sentry announcing the start of the martial competition had barely fallen when Li Gan swung his long sword and chopped towards Qin Cheng.

  Qin Cheng's right hand swept a beautiful arc with his long knife, urging on the momentum, and met it head-on.

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  P.S: Calling Li Daren a general is actually inaccurate, I didn't have a better title for the time being, so let's just call him that.