Chapter 6

"Old man, do you still think you're General Jiang? If you still had your cultivation, I wouldn't be your match, but can you even lift a sword now? With your current state, do you really think you can stop me?"

The black-clad assassin glanced at Jiang Zhong with disdain. As a True Qi Realm martial artist, he naturally didn't care about an old man who had lost his cultivation. He drew his long sword, channeled his True Qi, and slashed at Jiang Zhong's great saber.

*Clang*

The force of the black-clad assassin's sword was clearly much greater than Jiang Zhong's. The collision of the sword and the great saber made the black-clad assassin sneer continuously, while Jiang Zhong kept retreating. It was evident that Jiang Zhong's hands were trembling slightly.

In fact, not only had Jiang Zhong lost all his cultivation, but his injuries had not yet healed. He was no match for the black-clad assassin. The black-clad assassin naturally saw this and paid even less attention to Jiang Zhong.

"Your Highness, why aren't you leaving? I know you're worried about me, but if you don't leave, I'll die in vain. Don't you understand that?"

Seeing that Ling Dao was still standing in the arena with no intention of leaving, Jiang Zhong shouted at him. As long as Ling Dao could be safe, even sacrificing himself would be worth it.

"Leave? Where can he go? Old man, I'll kill you right now!"

The black-clad assassin snorted coldly and attacked even more fiercely. The cold long sword, with its intimidating sharpness, repeatedly stabbed at Jiang Zhong. In terms of martial arts understanding, the black-clad assassin was far inferior to Jiang Zhong, but he relied on his absolute strength.

The saber and sword clashed continuously. Jiang Zhong, relying on his seasoned combat experience, managed to block the black-clad assassin, but he was always at a disadvantage. Especially now, Jiang Zhong was panting heavily. His saber techniques were extremely fierce, but without sufficient strength, he couldn't unleash their full power.

"For the sake of Your Highness, I'll fight to the death!"

Jiang Zhong gritted his teeth and, disregarding his own safety, fought the black-clad assassin to the death. In his attacks, Jiang Zhong completely ignored the long sword in the black-clad assassin's hand, trading injuries for injuries, and even his life for injuries.

"Damn, you're a madman!"

The black-clad assassin fought while retreating. Jiang Zhong wanted to fight to the death, and he naturally didn't want that. He knew that the longer the fight dragged on, the more advantageous it would be for him. Jiang Zhong was old and injured, and the longer the fight lasted, the worse he would perform.

"Truly, a tiger in the plains is bullied by dogs. I never thought that after a lifetime of battling on the battlefield, I would end up like this!"

Jiang Zhong already felt his strength waning. He could barely hold the great saber, let alone perform any saber techniques. Recalling the days when he followed Prince Xiaoyao on the battlefield, he was once so formidable, but now he couldn't even defeat a True Qi Realm martial artist.

"Old man, stop your nonsense. You're just suffering, so why not let me end your life with one sword?"

The black-clad assassin's sword speed increased. Being only a True Qi Realm martial artist, he had no powerful techniques, as his talent was average, and he wasn't a disciple of a major force, so the martial arts he learned were all basic.

*Shred*

The long sword tore through Jiang Zhong's clothes. If he hadn't retreated quickly, his entire right shoulder would have been cut off. Now, there was only a bloodstain on his right shoulder. Fortunately, the black-clad assassin's sword was just a low-quality iron sword.

"Your Highness, leave quickly!"

A glint of killing intent flashed in Jiang Zhong's eyes, and a surge of murderous aura erupted. He had fought on the battlefield, and many had died at his hands. The murderous aura he emitted made the black-clad assassin hesitate, and his sword movements slowed.

Jiang Zhong, a seasoned general who had fought countless battles, naturally wouldn't miss such a good opportunity. The great saber, which was about to collide with the long sword, suddenly changed direction and slashed horizontally at the black-clad assassin's waist.

With Jiang Zhong's keen eyesight, he naturally saw the black-clad assassin's weakness. If he attacked in another direction, the black-clad assassin could still block, but slashing at his waist, the black-clad assassin's sword couldn't return in time to block.

*Pfft*

In a critical moment, the black-clad assassin gathered all his True Qi and moved sideways. Sand and stones flew, and the black-clad assassin dodged quickly, but he still took a cut on his waist, blood splattering.

"Unfortunately, you didn't die!"

This slash also cost Jiang Zhong a lot of energy. Not killing the black-clad assassin left Jiang Zhong somewhat disappointed. If he still had True Qi, the black-clad assassin would have been dead for sure. Unfortunately, there were no ifs, and he was now even less of a match for the black-clad assassin.

"You old man, daring to injure me, if I don't kill you today, I swear I won't be a man!"

The black-clad assassin sneered. He naturally recognized General Jiang Zhong, or he wouldn't have said so much to him. The once-feared general was now about to die at his hands, giving him a great sense of accomplishment.

He raised his long sword and slashed down at Jiang Zhong. He had already seen Jiang Zhong's weakness, so he fought a prolonged battle, dragging it out until Jiang Zhong was almost finished, about to die under his sword.

"The great General Jiang Zhong of the Daliang Dynasty, dying under my sword, will surely make me famous. Hehe..."

After such a long battle, the black-clad assassin had an absolute advantage. The current Jiang Zhong definitely couldn't withstand a few more sword strikes. In terms of technique, he was inferior to Jiang Zhong, in terms of combat experience, he was also inferior, and in terms of killing ability, he was even more inferior. But the current Jiang Zhong was no match for him.

"A True Qi Realm martial artist, with my current strength, I can't face him in a direct battle. But he is now fighting a decisive battle with Grandpa Jiang and can't pay attention to me. Moreover, I have the Xiaoyao Sword given by my father. Even if I can't unleash its full power, the sharpness of the Xiaoyao Sword is enough to pierce through this black-clad assassin's body!"

The black-clad assassin, who was fighting General Jiang Zhong, naturally didn't dare to be distracted. If he was careless and gave Jiang Zhong a chance, he might be the one to die. Even though Jiang Zhong was much weaker than before, the black-clad assassin didn't dare to be careless.

Ling Dao took a deep breath and quietly circled around to the black-clad assassin's back. His face was pale, and his body was weak. These actions didn't escape the black-clad assassin's eyes, but he didn't care at all.

"Such a weak youth, even if you sneak attack me, what can you do?"

The body of a True Qi Realm martial artist was extremely strong. Ling Dao had no weapons in his hands, and he couldn't pose any threat to a True Qi Realm martial artist. Even if the black-clad assassin stood there and let Ling Dao attack, he wouldn't care.

"Your Highness, leave quickly, don't come over!"

Jiang Zhong also noticed Ling Dao's actions. He knew that Ling Dao had been weak since childhood, and if he rushed over, the black-clad assassin could easily kill him with a single sword strike!

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