Those who spectate and backseat fights tend to see more. While holding a wooden sword, I quickly scanned the fight between the Drunk, the Lecher, and the Sword Demon, then approached the Drunk and asked:
As I neared Baekdoja, who was fighting the Drunk, I extended my sword toward him.
“Was it you? Was it you?”
In that moment, Baekdoja quickly stepped back and deflected the Drunk’s sword. He had no choice but to fear a two-against-one situation.
Not receiving an answer, I gripped my wooden sword and strode toward Gosanja.
“Hey, Gosanja... so it was you. The bastard who ambushed me.”
Gosanja, who had been fending off the Lecher’s ice techniques with constant sword winds, replied in a panicked voice.
“It wasn’t? Are you sure?”
Using the assassin’s footwork once demonstrated by the Blood Night Palace Lord, I instantly closed the distance and jabbed the wooden sword at Gosanja’s face. Just as Gosanja hastily swung his sword to deflect mine, the Lecher unleashed twin palms and seized the advantage.
Next, I glared at Mulungja and spoke slowly on purpose.
“Mulungja, so it was you. You said you wanted a one-on-one duel, but abandoned the martial code of Jianghu. Isn’t that disgustingly cowardly? I nearly died in that fight because of you.”
Even from my view, Mulungja’s internal energy was deep.
But he wasn’t strong enough to easily kill the Sword Demon.
Besides, the Sword Demon was the kind of man who wouldn’t want me butting in, so I had no intention of joining in. But harassing was a different matter. I walked right up to Mulungja and started provoking him.
“You son of a bitch... you eat peaches and pull this sneak attack bullshit?”
As I rushed in with my sword raised, Mulungja kept retreating. The Sword Demon, still pressing him, seemed to have mistaken the Bright Sword for a spear and charged toward Mulungja. I left the two of them alone and turned to the waiting Taoist bastards. Among them were the so-called First Brother and the ventriloquist.
“...So it was you lot, huh? The ones who attacked me from behind while I was fighting Fatso.”
I charged at them, wildly unleashing flame qi wrapped around my wooden sword. In an instant, several Taoists had their arms sliced off, and blood splattered in all directions. I then launched a massive flame hand from the seat of command.