I seriously felt like I was about to kick the bucket because of some mysterious sickness.
But guess what? I snapped awake to find myself in this weird place, in some dude's body.
A man? Seriously?
I held my breath and... and I felt something weird o...
Hai! Another chapter is in! Hohohohoh ah?! Look up👆 It is........Wuxia I mean Hua Heng hohohoho but who is the lucky one that is getting pulled??! Who is that person? Is he the one? Hehehehehehehehe
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The silver fight nears its end; only three armies remain, the others vanquished. Generals Tao, Ping, and Qing stand facing each other, their soldiers at a standstill, awaiting their leaders' command to launch the final assault.
"Yoh! At last, we three are fated to clash! Wenwen, let's fight!" General Tao Tong bellows, brandishing his gyaku and pointing it at Wen Ping. His smile belies a predatory gleam in his eyes.
"Don't get ahead of yourself, Tao," Wen Ping replies coldly, his five swords hovering at his side, pointed at the other two generals.
"Wei? Am I, Mu Qing, so easily ignored by a tall child and a cold brat? Are you two looking down on me? This general is disappointed!" Mu Qing joins them, a wicked smile playing on his lips as he elegantly holds his horse's reins, his nose tilted skyward in a clear display of disdain.
Tao Tong and Wen Ping respond with cold sneers and a clicking of tongues. Unlike their previous harmonious exchanges, the air crackles with animosity as the three generals engage in a tense verbal battle, each waiting for the other to make the first move. The audience watches intently from the large holographic screen, Rou Hua Heng and her soldiers among them.
"As expected, these three pillars' battle is the most captivating," Yu Heng comments.
"Of course! Who wouldn't want to witness such prowess?" Du Fang adds.
Their chatter continues, drawing annoyed glares, particularly from the focused Hua Heng.
Smack! Smack!
"OUCH!/AIYA!" Both Yu Heng and Du Fang clutch their heads.
"Wuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwu! That hurts! My head is swollen!" Yu Heng cries.
"Who hit me?!"
"Me! So what?!" Hua Heng spits back.
Silence.
"Nothing, General," Yu Heng squeaks.
"Hmph! Shut up and watch, or I'll kick you both!" Hua Heng reprimands, turning as the crowd erupts.
"Damn! I missed my bet! Get over here, I'm going to kick your asses!"
The two quickly distance themselves.
):8(---Hua Heng
))0×0(( (0∆o))-------The two
"Get closer! I'll beat you both!"
The two idiots hug each other, screaming, "Kyyyahhhh!!!"
General Tao Tong, as usual, is the first to signal the start of the battle. The three generals charge, their soldiers roaring their support. Weapons clash, sparks flying amidst the excited crowd's cheers.
Mu Qing, Wen Ping, and Tao Tong fight in the center, unapproached by their soldiers (likely due to a fear of being injured by the powerful generals). Mu Qing's slithering sword clashes with Tao Tong's gyaku, creating a shower of sparks. Wen Ping's five swords dance, attacking and defending with precision.
"Damn, sèláng! Your sword is as disgusting as ever!" Tao Tong taunts. (sèlang... I forgot the meaning, so please Google it if you're curious!)
"Stop calling me that, bird brain! And don't insult my relic sword! Your big sword is as ugly and inelegant as you are!" Mu Qing spits, channeling 30% of his energy into his sword, causing it to glow red. He points it at Tao Tong.
"Fifty flash!" His sword vanishes and reappears before Tao Tong, unleashing a flurry of rapid slashes.
"You snake! Your moves are even faster than before-shit! It scratched my new chest armor!" Tao Tong grimaces, deflecting Mu Qing's attacks.
"Hah! Take that!" Mu Qing cries childishly, charging forward when-
Clang! Plop!
"Bah! Damn brat! At least give a warning! Ouch, my-why did you point your sword at my buttocks?!" Mu Qing is close to tears, clutching his injured backside.
"Xiao Gu, you're ruthless!" Tao Tong echoes his pain.
Wen Ping snorts, offering only a silent response. He silently resents being ignored while they fight. He sneers, "Be grateful I haven't finished you off."
Both Tao Tong and Mu Qing are furious at Wen Ping for attacking their buttocks.
"I guess I'll defeat you first, damn brat!" Mu Qing orders his horse to charge towards Wen Ping.
"Hey! I'm fighting here! Heng, Xiao Gu, you opponent-stealer!" Tao Tong also charges, swinging his enhanced sword.
"Finally, you noticed," Wen Ping thinks.
He gathers his five swords and charges like a shooting star, the tips embedded with red-orange energy, capable of numbing affected areas for an hour.
"Shit! That energy again?!" Tao Tong and Mu Qing curse.
Clang! Slash!! Chii!
"Hmph! Xiao Gu, taste my new energy!" Tao Tong unleashes a massive wind slash imbued with green energy.
Mu Qing and Wen Ping use their body armaments and swords to avoid the attack. (Body armament is a full-body energy shield, mastered by those level 80 and above. The energy's color indicates strength: yellow (lowest), green, grey, white, and transparent (unknown). Energy-formed techniques are newly created attacks/defenses.)
Mu Qing observes the battle-crazed Tao Tong, sighing at his wasted stamina. Yet, he too must develop a new attack. He dismounts, using energy to propel himself towards Wen Ping and Tao Tong. Their horses rear, throwing the generals to the ground, then gallop off wildly.
"Damn you, sèláng! You sneaky bastard!"
"Tsk!" Wen Ping sneers.
Mu Qing grins, "It's not my fault you two fought carelessly! Hehehehe!" His slithering swords glow red.
"Come forth, Orochi!" His swords transform into a three-meter-long black snake with ruby eyes and venomous fangs.
"A snake?!" Tao Tong and Wen Ping are stunned, but quickly react as the snake shoots towards them. Tao Tong uses his wind slash, while Wen Ping uses two swords to create a makeshift flying platform.
"Xiao Gu! This snake's breath is awful! Sèláng, what did you feed this monster?!" Tao Tong blocks the snake but still feels its foul breath.
"Stop calling me that, imbecile! The fangs paralyze for 48 hours, the breath numbs for a minute! Let's see if you can avoid this time!" Mu Qing smirks, recalling his snake swords.
"Ehhhhhhhhh" Tao Tong feels numbness.
"Orochi!" Mu Qing launches his sword towards Tao Tong.
Clang! Boom!
Wen Ping's three swords deflect the snake and the attacks, giving Tao Tong time to recover. He looks at Wen Ping with appreciation.
"Aiya! Xiao Gu is so nice, cute, compassionate, tender, kind, so-" Tao Tong is interrupted by a thrown dagger, which he easily avoids while laughing.
"So... ào jiāo!" (傲嬌 [ào jiāo] - tsundere)
"I only returned what I owe," Wen Ping sneers.
"Whatever," Tao Tong laughs.
"Damn brat, come down and let this uncle teach you a lesson!" Mu Qing charges, his snake summoned.
Tao Tong and Wen Ping charge as well.
"Mu Qing! I'm gonna beat you!"
"Who are you to teach me, flower thief?"
The three are about to clash when-
Ding! Dong! Dong! Dong!
The three freeze, swords at each other's throats. Dust motes hang in the air, and even the fighting soldiers have frozen.
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(Imagine their posited is like this but the swords were on each other necks)
A booming voice echoes, "STOP! ALL OF YOU, HALT!"
And cut!^^ Sorry for the late posting hehehe! I'm gonna post another chapter soon again=^^
