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"Third Brother, go meet him, but don't hurt that little beast." Gong was momentarily stunned; he hadn't expected Mo Wen to act so swiftly when they had been caught off guard just moments before. Liu San, receiving the leader's command, drew his knife and prepared to charge. He was a straightforward person; his earlier conversation with Mo Wen was merely a test to see if the opponent was worth killing. Otherwise, he wouldn't have wasted time like Gong.
"Wait!" Mo Wen raised his hand, signaling Liu San to stop.
"Kid, do you have any last words?" Liu San was also taken aback by Mo Wen's sudden move, his momentum abruptly halted, causing him to stifle an internal injury.
"You reckless fool, can't you see I'm not ready yet?" Mo Wen flipped his hand and drew his own knife, holding it up. "Come on!"
"Kid, it's not too late to agree to Gong's terms!" Liu San charged forward with his knife but was interrupted again. "Kid! What now?" After being interrupted repeatedly, Liu San's eyes nearly sparked with fury.
"I think you three should come at me together to avoid any trouble."
"No one has ever forced the Deadly Trio to act together! Kid, prepare to meet your end!" Liu San decided that no matter what tricks the dirty little brat had up his sleeve, he wouldn't stop this time. With that, he swung his large knife and leaped into the air, enveloped in the Law of Power, bringing it down fiercely towards Mo Wen. He aimed to crush the kid in one blow, wishing he could split him in half to vent his anger.
"Tsk tsk! Not bad; it looks quite flashy. I wonder how effective it is." Watching the flaming blade descending towards him, Mo Wen remained calm and raised his knife to block it.
"Clang!" The two blades collided. Liu San landed but was pushed back several steps by the impact, while Mo Wen returned to his previous relaxed demeanor as if that strike hadn’t affected him at all.
"Sigh! Is that all you've got?" He looked at the knife in his hand and sighed as if dissatisfied with Liu San's attack. Gong, who had been standing at a distance fanning himself, straightened up upon seeing the outcome of their clash. He put away his fan and exchanged a glance with Shou Gui, who nodded and drew his sword as he approached the two fighters.
"Reckless man, your backup has arrived. I told you to let all three of you come at me together," Mo Wen said while gesturing behind Liu San, indicating that help had arrived. Liu San knew it was Shou Gui coming up; although he wasn't keen on Shou Gui joining the fight, as someone ruthless by nature, he believed killing the opponent was paramount.
"Hey! Why are you so inconsiderate?" Although he had been keeping an eye on their movements, Mo Wen was taken aback by Shou Gui advancing directly toward him. Unlike Liu San, Shou Gui ignored Mo Wen entirely; his pace quickened until he became a blur, thrusting his sword toward Mo Wen's throat. Not far away, Liu San followed suit with his own energy surging forward. Mo Wen steadied himself; he could handle one person easily but needed to be cautious against two. Moreover, this sword-wielding fool practiced the Speed Principle—swordsmen combined with speed were usually hard to deal with.
Clang! Clang! The three engaged in battle as dust flew from the ground that Xiao Hei had already loosened during its earlier breakthrough. The swirling dust did not affect the spectators nearby; Gong remained rooted in place while Xiao Hei retreated further away, standing atop a large rock that had been blasted out of the ground as it watched the fight unfold amidst the dust.
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