Yaoji watched from the city wall, feeling a rush of exhilaration, even though her side didn't win.
She called out to the two below, "You two, let's start once I give the go, shall we take our swords together?"
Kuafu Xun replied, "Sounds good."
Long Fei nodded in agreement and flashed her a crooked smile.
Yaoji really didn't like his smile, always feeling that the kid had some mischief behind every grin.
She cleared her throat, called out "Ready," and then shouted, "Start!"
Three thousand feet, ten thousand meters away.
Kuafu Xun disappeared from his spot, moving fast as a flash of lightning, and in the blink of an eye, arrived at the small hill opposite.
However, Long Fei didn't move, just extended his hand.
When Kuafu Xun reached the small hill, he discovered the sword was gone.
In Long Fei's hand, a longsword was raised, and he waved towards the distant Kuafu Xun, saying, "Senior, you lost!"
