"Certainly!"
Yang Ge held his saber ready, slightly leaning forward.
Yang Tiansheng also casually performed a flourish with his sword and said, "Thrust a bit deeper, shoulder to shoulder!"
Yang Ge nodded with a smile, swung his saber upward, and his Sword Qi burst forth like a cascading waterfall: "Frost blankets the sky!"
Like a whiplash, the bright Sword Qi skimmed the ground, slashing towards the bearded eunuch.
Meanwhile, he took advantage of the momentum to leap backwards and started to run...
Unprepared for Yang Ge’s sudden escape, Yang Tiansheng reacted by leaping up, unleashing numerous bright Sword Qi: "Flaming clouds engulf the sky!"
In response, the bearded eunuch, facing the collaboration of two rising martial heroes, didn’t show a hint of tension. He spread his legs into a horse stance, rotated his hands in front of his chest, clenched his fists, and suddenly thundered, "Twin Dragons Snatch the Pearl!"
Both fists were launched.
In the void, there seemed to be the sound of dragons roaring!
Two streams of golden Qi Force in the form of dragons spiraled out, destructively breaking through the oncoming Sword Qi and Sword Qi.
"Boom, boom, boom..."
The terrifying force erupted, causing a cascade of collapsing buildings and debris from courtyard walls.
Taken by surprise, Yang Tiansheng, who was slashing his sword through the air, was hit in the chest by a flying slab and was immediately sent flying backward, inadvertently catching up with Yang Ge who had fled first.
The two men, one facing forward and the other backward, passed by each other, their eyes meeting.
Time seemed to stand still...
Yang Tiansheng with a face full of life’s doubts: ’Where’s your face?’
Yang Ge, somewhat embarrassed: ’Left it at home...’
The bearded eunuch looked tough to deal with.
He was just there to set a fire, not to kill anyone.
As long as the goal was achieved, why risk everything!
"Squeak..."
Yang Tiansheng landed, knee bent, slid backward for several yards before he stabilized his stance.
Yang Ge, still sprinting, was about to look back when suddenly everything blurred, and the bearded eunuch appeared in front of him like a ghost.
On focusing again, he saw a fist the size of a sandbag hurtling towards his face.
In his hurry, he skidded to a stop, not even stable, and frantically swung his saber in a desperate move to attack rather than defend, splitting Mount Hua with force.
"Clang!"
The bearded eunuch, unfazed, smashed the illusive saber with one punch, producing a loud metallic clang.
The other fist was aimed at Yang Ge’s chest, and Yang Ge quickly raised his left arm to block.
"Thump."
Yang Ge was sent flying backward, feeling a numbness in his left arm.
He steadied himself in a bow stance, his gaze fixed on the bearded eunuch’s fist that had smashed the illusive saber, only to see it was smooth and delicately textured, without even a layer of skin grazed!
"Iron body armor?"
He exclaimed in shock.
"It’s the Golden Bell Shield!"
Yang Tiansheng rubbed his chest, walked slowly towards Yang Ge with a mask of pain on his face, and stared intently at the bearded eunuch who was gradually retracting his fist, asking, "Sky Gang Youth Skill?"
The bearded eunuch smiled and nodded slightly, saying, "Worthy of being a scion of a distinguished family, what sharp eyesight!"
Yang Tiansheng’s gaze grew even more intense as he sized up the bearded eunuch from head to toe and asked, "Imperial Horse Supervisor?"
The bearded eunuch clasped his fists, "Eunuch Wei Heng, Imperial Horse Supervisor, at your service, young heroes!"
Yang Tiansheng’s eyes shifted and he cursed under his breath, "Damn my luck!"
Yang Ge turned his head and gave him a questioning look.
Yang Tiansheng pointed his sword at the bearded eunuch, "Ever heard of the imperial secret guards? This guy is their leader!"
Wei Heng, with a smile, gestured modestly with his hands, "Just a small leader, small leader. The big boss is the Chief Eunuch who holds the seal, not worth mentioning, truly not worth mentioning!"
Seeing this, Yang Ge shook his swollen, aching left arm vigorously and also cursed softly, "Damn!"
"Stop muddying the waters!"
Yang Tiansheng took a deep breath, "If we don’t take this guy down, neither of us will end well!"
Yang Ge, staring at Wei Heng, replied, "Are you sure we can take him down together?"
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Based on the strength he displayed earlier, he is definitely a master of returning to the origin!
And looking at the nature of his Qi Force, this guy has even mastered the masculine True Qi!
No wonder he can grow a beard even as an eunuch.
Has he reached the point where extreme Yin births Yang?
Yang Tiansheng answered solemnly, "Young master still has two ultimate sword moves. Even against a grandmaster of returning to the origin, we are not without a chance to fight!"
Yang Ge thought for a moment and answered truthfully, "I also have a desperate move, but I’m not sure of its effectiveness."
Yang Tiansheng, "Then let’s do it!"
Yang Ge, "Good brother!"
Yang Tiansheng, "True to your word!"
The two leapt up at the same time, their sword Qi and blade Qi wildly unleashed as if they cost nothing.
Wei Heng let them loudly plot without interruption and did not speak up to disrupt them until they attacked; then he suddenly leapt up, launching a continuous attack with his palms like windmills. His vigorous True Qi turned into powerful palm forces accompanied by the sounds of tigers roaring and dragons chanting, directly clashing with their blade Qi and sword Qi.
"Bang, bang, bang..."
Qi Force surged wildly, as if countless grenades were thrown midair, destroying the surrounding houses and scenery completely.
Yang Ge and Yang Tiansheng, despite exerting their utmost effort, still couldn’t break through Wei Heng’s overwhelming palm forces and had to land and split up, charging again from the left and right, hoping to break the eunuch’s protective Qi with the advantage of their weapons.
Wei Heng, undisturbed, countered their blades and swords with his bare hands, still suppressing them in the fight.
He even found the time to comment, "Your Sun-eclipsing Swordmanship, so soft and changeable, must have been taught by your mother, right? Where is the decisiveness and intensity of the Sun-eclipsing style?"
"And your swordsmanship, so rigid and formulaic, did you practice against wooden stakes? Don’t you understand the simple principle that the sword is dead and the man is alive?"
The two, frustrated, began to lose form in their sword and blade techniques, not as neat and precise as at the start, but their momentum grew more vigorous and fierce as they fought on.