In the blink of an eye, Poker Face exploded into motion like a mountain torrent bursting its banks. He darted to the doorway, a gold-patterned short sword slipping from his sleeve, and stabbed at the newcomer like lightning!
The blade drew a bright streak through the air, like a golden dragon dancing!
The newcomer, clad in blue-green, leaped sideways, drawing her longsword with a clang and thrusting back at an angle! She moved like a soaring bird, a leaping dragon, light as drifting mist; her sword flowed like scattered pearls and branching springs, swift and fierce as collapsing clouds!
Poker Face changed his move with astonishing speed, turning smoothly at will! A flick of his wrist sent the short sword striking hard, instantly knocking the longsword aside! Golden sword-shadows spread into an array, their fluttering steps stirring the wind, surging and falling like a boiling sea!
Frost gleamed along the blades; a bitter wind swept the little courtyard!
The two swords collided so rapidly that their ringing merged into a continuous clamor in the blink of an eye!
Both fighters struck too fast, their bodies blurring into afterimages, and Poker Face blocked his view. Only now did Wang Yang see that the newcomer was Chen Qing Shan! He hurriedly called out, "She's my guard!"
Given the relationship he and Wang Tai were currently presenting, he had actually wanted to say, "She's one of us! Stop!" That might have defused the situation fastest.
But he could not be sure Poker Face would take his words seriously, whereas Chen Qing Shan would definitely be affected. If she heard him say "one of us" and suffered because she hesitated to strike, that was the last thing Wang Yang wanted. Thus, his shout was directed specifically at Poker Face.
But Poker Face's sword moves