After being subjected to several blows from the leader's continuous attack, the young man began to feel numbness in his hands despite his use of the techniques of hardened fists and solid defense... and as he was subjected to continuous oppression and continued to defend and retreat... the young man's face became increasingly discontented and angry...
Eventually this drove his mind crazy...
After repelling another attack, he retreated.
The young man roared angrily...
"I will fight with you to the death, you bastard."
Suddenly he clenched his fists and stiffened his muscles with all his might, then screamed
"Ghost Steps...Phantom Sword"
… Focusing on his dantian made it spin at an insane speed, pushing all his qi into his spiritual veins…
…
With an angry and agitated face, the young man rushed towards the leader... using his techniques...
When he saw the young man exploding with qi and rushing towards him, the leader shouted fiercely, concentrating all his qi...
"Die, die, die"…
…
Thus, the leader clashed with the young man using their cultivation techniques in close and fierce combat...
Sometimes the young man repels the leader's blow, and sometimes he attacks him, cutting his body before another attack arrives. Sometimes the leader's blow hits first, causing the young man to fend him off, and sometimes he suffers a slight injury...
For a few moments, the two actually exchanged dozens of attacks... and due to the wind, from the speed of their movement, the flames around them increased in flame...
"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa…"
"Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa…
Suddenly the two of them screamed at the same time and the speed of their attacks increased more and more...
Even at one point...the young man found that he could not dodge one of the leader's attacks and had no choice but to defend only with his sword...
At that moment, he protected his side by using his sword...
Even though he knew that the attack would leave him seriously injured, even if he did not cut him off...
He bent the fingers of his other hand into the shape of a dragon's claw and attacked them towards the leader's throat...
At that moment, the young man was struck by the leader's attack, which caused him to fly like a cannonball for hundreds of meters, smashing several wooden huts on the way until he finally collided with the wall of the inner hollow of the tree...
Stained with his blood, the young man slid from the wall to the ground, unconscious...
…
On the other side, the leader stood leaning on his sword and holding his neck with shocked and frightened eyes as blood flowed without stopping...
Looking at the person lying far away, the leader was unwilling to exchange his life for the life of the young man. After a few seconds, his eye lost its sparkle and he fell dead on the ground...
Thus, a bloody fight between the mercenary leader and the genius young man ended with the death of the mercenary leader and the young man's condition is unknown, whether he is dead or alive...
…
Minutes later, flames spread across the entire battlefield, devouring the mercenaries' homes and the commander's body, under the wailing and screaming of the remaining mercenaries who were killed as a result of their inability to move due to their bones being shattered by the young man's attacks...
…
As for the young man, because of the last leader's attack, he was actually thrown away and the fire did not reach him...
The flames from the fight between the young man and the leader continued throughout the night and did not go out until the morning, turning the mercenaries' headquarters and their bodies into mere ashes and debris...
However, the fire did not continue to burn the tree because the flames did not find their way through the hardness and density of its wood...
...As for the young man, he was unconscious next to the walls of the tree...
…
Later on the same day...
Midday... outside the mercenary headquarters...
There was a group of armored soldiers in the place, lined up in one row with a luxurious carriage behind them, raising a flag bearing the emblem of a tiger in an attacking position... The carriage was drawn by very white horses with a long, thin horn in the middle of their forehead...
…
In front of the line of soldiers, 3 people stand looking at the scene of the burning headquarters in front of them...
A middle-aged knight with silver armor and a saber hanging at his waist...
A middle-aged man wearing elegant, black formal clothes...
A girl who looked to be about 15 years old, with beautiful facial features, pure white skin, and silky red hair, wearing what looked like white academic clothes...
…
The girl spoke...
"Are you sure this is the place, Carlos?? Why is everything burned!?"
"Well...this is actually the place...but it seems it no longer exists."
The knight replied..
"Yes, I can see that clearly..."
Then the girl looked at the man next to her
"Dad, what are we going to do now!? Are you going to find someone else or what??"
Father, I do not want to marry that cold-hearted man... Do something, Father... I do not want... I do not want."
Listening to his daughter's constant complaints, the man was truly helpless...and when he actually wanted to speak, a soldier came out of the destroyed mercenary headquarters and came quickly, then spoke in a formal tone.
…
"Reporting to the Count..."
" to speak "
The man said in luxurious clothes..
"Yes... the bodies of several people were found in the rubble, and although their bodies were charred, it seems that they were killed before that due to various attacks, such as cutting with a sword..."
Hearing that, the Count's expression was solemn and he muttered, 'Who did that?'
The soldier continued...
"Also...we found a person drowned in his own blood and unconscious at the inner wall of the tree...he appears to be a young man in his twenties."...
Hearing this, the Count's eyes opened and he said in a reprimanding tone to the soldier
"Idiot.. Why didn't you say that first.. Quickly lead the way..."