Forgotten Legend of the Bloodied Flower

*warning: the scene below might be a bit bloody. It's advised to be above 13 years old to read. Discretion is necessary…*

Engaging in a duel in the middle of the battlefield is not as simple as let's have a duel and then they have a go.

Their soldiers had to make sure that they were staying close and provided a route to return to their sides. If they didn't do that, there was a chance that they and their leader would be trapped amongst the enemy's line.

When that happen, their end result would only be death.

There was no way that they would possibly allow it to happen, but it was also the truth that this occasionally happened. It was also why the commanders had to remember that they had to return.

They couldn't engage in a battle forever.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

Brandishing his sword, Nan Luo charged forward and attacked relentlessly. He kept on switching between rapid movement that Nan Hua taught him to the heavy defense in order to make sure that he would not lose his life.

Swish! Slash! Clang!

The sword from the young commander from Zhang Xu Kingdom caressed Nan Luo's neck as he attempted to block it.

Gritting his teeth, Nan Luo jumped back.

Blood dripped from the wound at the side of his neck. However, Nan Luo could feel his blood was boiling. It was not rage as when he used to feel in the past and it was not anger either.

What he felt is excitement.

He had been training bitterly with Nan Hua for so many times. It was to the point that he felt that there could only be one monster with the same strength as Nan Hua.

Now, he met someone from the opponent side who was close to his age and could even put him in this situation.

Rather than worry…

He felt excited.

"You're fast." The young commander from Zhang Xu Kingdom clicked his tongue.

Nan Luo grinned and readied his stance. "I can say the same to you."

The two of them stared at each other fiercely. If one paid close attentions, they might even saw the sparks that flies between the two of them.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

Charging forward, the two of them rushed over and clashed against each other. Their swords kept on hitting the other party's sword, yet they didn't even stop and kept on attacking and defending.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

Clang! Slash! Clang! Swish!

Occasionally, the sword would reach their skin, causing light wound. However, neither one of the two youths cared for that as they kept on charging forward.

It really looked like the two of them had steroids as they didn't know the word tired.

Their soldiers were pressing against each other around them. They had to make sure that their young commander could be save no matter what after this duel. In the meantime, they also clashed at around the soldiers.

Feng Ao Kuai was watching the situation and furrowed his eyebrows. That young commander from Zhang Xu Kingdom had higher rank that Nan Luo.

He should be a 1000 men commander.

That way, the only possibility for Nan Luo to have the same number of soldiers as the other party was if Feng Ao Kuai kept on helping him. So far, Feng Ao Kuai had no intention of leaving.

But he felt that his role has been kept to be the supporting role again and again.

'Am I indeed more suitable to be a supporter?'

Feng Ao Kuai silently lamented while waving his hand to have his soldiers prepare the arrows. They didn't enter deeply and only half of his soldiers were at the front.

"Shoot only when you're confident to hit an enemy."

"Yes!"

Holding his bow and arrow, Feng Ao Kuai watched Nan Luo's battle and pursed his lips. In terms of close combat battle, he was afraid that Nan Luo was getting closer and closer to Feng Ao Si.

Their biggest difference in the past was the difference between their body. The body of a child naturally couldn't hold the same amount of power as the body of a teenager.

Nan Luo hadn't started his growth spurt.

But his strength had been increasing rapidly.

If this continued, Feng Ao Kuai had the feeling that Nan Luo would definitely be able to grow much faster than his idiot older brother who only knew how to charge head on. And in the end, he might be the one who would reach the highest among the three of them.

'Not that I'll willingly admit defeat."

Swish! Jleb!

Another arrow hit an enemy and killed him on the spot.

Feng Ao Kuai flexed his fingers. Since he was already here, he would make sure that he eliminated most people who were nearby. There was no way that he would possibly allow them to get close to Nan Luo and interrupted his duel.

At the same time, he could extend the range of his arrow more and more. When it reached a point where he could shoot freely from hundreds of meters accurately, Feng Ao Kuai knew that it would be the time when he would finally get the title he wanted.

The renowned archers.

There were only very few people who carried this name.

And most of them were focused on defense.

When they began to attack other kingdoms, Feng Ao Kuai would finally had the chance to meet them.

That would be very interesting.

Swish! Jleb!

Swish! Jleb!

Swish! Jleb!

Swish! Jleb!

Si Kang waited quietly beside Feng Ao Kuai as his job was mostly to protect Feng Ao Kuai. It was not like Feng Ao Kuai couldn't protect himself, but when he was focused on shooting the enemy down, he would never pay much attention to the things that happened closest to him.

There was no way that Si Kang would allow his Master to be wounded.

Time passed very slowly.

Thud!

Feng Ao Kuai threw another empty casket to the ground while Si Kang pushed the new one. He noticed that Feng Ao Kuai's accuracy and speed had increased again.