The two were temporarily evenly matched.
And so the battle officially began.
"Roar!" Kong Jiao's black hair streamed behind him. With a lift of his halberd, he knocked the saber aside.
Then the halberd blade danced wildly. Every sweep of its edge brought forth wind and snow, pressing forward with fierce aggression.
Dou Xiao, on the other hand, was fighting with his life on the line. His eyes had already turned bloodshot. Fear was gone, leaving only madness. That frenzied emotion drove away the psychological pressure Kong Jiao had placed upon him.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
The two fought from the bottom of the ravine all the way to the mountainside. Wherever they passed, rocks shattered and vegetation flew wildly.
Xie Guang'an, who had long since led the villagers out of the ravine, heard the truly earth-shaking explosions behind them and did not even dare to look back.
"Faster, faster." He kept urging the group onward.
Mu Xiaoye's sparkling eyes worriedly glanced behind her. She asked Mu Tian, "Grandpa, will Brother Kong win?"
Mu Tian stroked Mu Xiaoye's head and chuckled. "He will! He's a genius."
At the summit of a tall mountain more than twenty li away from where Kong Jiao and Dou Xiao fought.
A young girl with an ethereal air sat on the branch of an ancient tree, her pair of jade-like feet swaying with the mountain wind.
Golden radiance flowed through her eyes as she watched the direction in which Kong Jiao and Dou Xiao battled, calmly observing the fight.
To her left, countless wild fruits lay casually piled atop a leaf.
As she ate the wild fruits, she muttered indistinctly, "Kong Jiao's comprehension isn't bad."
In Huangfu Wuqin's eyes, the victor of this battle had already been decided.
After fighting fiercely for over a hundred exchanges,