Chapter 27: Shia's Flame Fork

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  Chapter 27: Shaya's Flame Trident

  The knight leader rebuked his companion, and the rebuked companion suddenly turned red with a purple face, but seemed to be extremely afraid of this leader, not daring to argue back half a sentence, knelt on the ground biting his teeth and struggled twice trying to get up, but instead fell down with a stumble.

  The knight leader took a look, his face suddenly looked even more unpleasant, he rode forward a few steps, just about to say something with a stern face, but then carefully examined him again, and finally sighed: "Forget it, you're injured, get up yourself!"

  It turns out that this guy was already injured when he was knocked off his horse by Xia Ya earlier, and the horse's momentum was so swift and fierce that it's likely that only a wild monster like Xia Ya, who grew up in the mountains, would dare to do such a thing.

  But that one collision knocked the horse over, and when the knight on the horse fell off, one leg was tangled in the stirrup. Fortunately, he was extremely skilled in horsemanship, and in his haste to get out of it, only one foot was crushed.

  Xia Ya chopped him with a few axes, and although it was a brutal force that made him unable to get up, it was also because his feet were on the ground, unable to support himself.

  Moreover, from being knocked off the horse by Mercedes, half of this knight's shoulder had already been smashed to the point where skin and flesh were torn apart - this was still light, fortunately he was wearing soft, thick, flexible leather armor, if he was wearing iron armor, it would probably have shattered his bones.

  The knight commander didn't mind being hacked at by Xie Ya, seeing that his companion was injured first. After all, they were all excellent warriors in terms of status, and it would be a loss of face to admit that they had been defeated by a mountain demon hunter.

  The knight leader looked up and glanced at Xia Ya: "You can take my sword, your strength is not small." He held his identity, feeling that he had lost face in the hands of a wild child, so he hung his sword back on the saddle. Looking at Xia Ya's tall and sturdy figure, with a fierce aura between his eyebrows, the killing intent in his heart faded: Such a fierce young man, if he could be brought back and trained well, it would not take three years to become a sharp knife.

  This thought only flashed in his mind for a moment before it disappeared. The task he undertook this time, on the way, as long as there were people who saw him, they couldn't be left alive, let alone a small wild child like this one?

  A faint murderous aura flashed between his eyebrows, and then the fierce light reappeared: "What a pity, you have bad luck yourself."

  Xia Ya stared at the broken axe head in his hand, his heart aching. He was originally a poor man, and after practicing with an axe for over ten years, he had never used such a good weapon before. Since getting this battle-axe, he had been overjoyed, even sleeping with it by his side every night. But now, it had suddenly been broken, just like a poor man who had suddenly become rich only to go bankrupt again in less than three days. The anger in his heart was stronger than anything else.

  The knight leader's words, although they also counted as praising Xia Ya for two sentences, sounded to Xia Ya like someone had slapped him twice and then said "your skin is quite thick".

  How can Xia Ya endure such insults?

  His temperament, half of the simplicity and boldness of a mountain man, was born in Ye Huo Yuan, mixed with the adventurous cunning and ferocity of the town, these traits combined to form Xia Ya's current personality, which seems honest but also contains a bit of cunning, bringing out the tough and unyielding spirit within him.

  The knight commander had taken down another weapon from the saddle, a short-handled wolf-toothed club. The wooden handle of this club was thick at one end and pointed at the other, with iron plates wrapped around the thicker end and densely embedded with sharp iron nails. This was the most handy weapon for cavalrymen to use in battle, as it did not fear dullness and was most suitable for powerful knights to wield.

  The knight leader rode his horse in a few circles, let out a whistle, and charged again. This time he leaned forward on the horse, holding high the wolf-toothed club, and as he approached, he swung it down at Xia's head! If this wolf-toothed club were to land squarely, even if Xia was wearing iron armor, he would likely be crushed flat!

  Xia Ya saw the opponent rushing over, his pupils suddenly contracted, but he suddenly turned around quickly, slid backwards with his body tilted, and his breathing became short gasps. He ran three or four steps in one breath, and just as the opponent's horse arrived in front of him, the wolf-toothed club came crashing down. Xia Ya suddenly sprang up!

  His jump was neat and swift, as if he had transformed into a rabbit, jumping high and fast, like a fish leaping out of the water, with a beautiful arched movement in mid-air!

  Just then, a loud whooshing sound was heard, and the wolf-toothed club brushed past Xia Ya's head, the sudden gust of wind scraping out two or three bloody streaks on Xia Ya's face. Yet, while still in mid-air, Xia Ya flashed out the fire fork from his waist like lightning and thrust it forward with a loud shout!!

  A dull thud, Xia Ya dodged the wolf-toothed club but was knocked to the ground by a galloping horse. However, the fire fork was deeply embedded in the horse's neck!

  With a loud whinny, the horse let out a mournful cry, and Xia Ya was once again sent flying by this cry, only this time when he landed, he was prepared. His footsteps were heavy as he stomped on the ground, retreating several steps, his pitchfork scraping against the ground leaving a deep mark, before barely managing to stand still. He spat out a small mouthful of blood, one hand pressing down hard on the spot where he had been struck in the chest, panting desperately.

  The knight leader's horse neck was directly pierced by a fire fork, and after running forward for several steps, it suddenly fell to the ground with a loud whinny. Fortunately, the knight's riding skills were excellent, and in his haste, he suddenly kicked both legs, and his martial arts skills were also impressive, as one foot actually kicked the stirrup open, and he finally jumped out, fortunately not being crushed by the horse. However, the landing posture was a bit awkward, and after rolling on the ground for a while, he got up.

  He had just stood up when Xia Ya pounced over, the fire fork in his hand darting towards his neck like a venomous snake! The knight leader was also a seasoned veteran and didn't panic at all, but quickly drew out a short sword from his waist to block it...

  That short sword was very sharp, with a flashing edge, and a burst of gray energy shot out from the sword body! The short sword and fire fork clashed, and just heard a "ding" sound...

  Xia felt a huge shock in his arm! And he saw half of the metal flying into the sky, and with a loud crash it fell to the ground. The knight leader's face, which was originally calm, changed suddenly! A black gas directly swept past his neck, and blood splattered out instantly!

  He ate the pain and quickly dodged to one side, his whole body tensed up. This pounce had already used up all his strength in his life. When he landed, the pain in his neck almost made him faint, but fortunately, he touched it with his hand and found that the wound was not too deep, only...

  That sharp short sword had only a hilt left, with half of the blade stuck in the ground. And that little brat in front of him was still holding a black and unremarkable pitchfork - which was perfectly intact!

  The knight leader was stunned!

  Xia Ya was stunned herself!

  He struck once, but his fighting spirit clashed again with the opponent's, his arm had already gone numb and he couldn't hold onto the fire fork, so he quickly switched it to his left hand. But unexpectedly, his own worn-out fire fork actually cut off the enemy's sharp short sword!!

  "Damn it!" The knight leader was really angry now! His original intention to show mercy had been thrown out of his mind! With his identity, he had actually lost several times in a row to this little brat, and even hurt his own neck! If he hadn't reacted quickly, he would have probably lost his life here!

  "Head, receive the sword!"

  The knight who had been scolded earlier let out a loud shout and threw his sword over, which the leader of the knights caught. The leader felt ashamed and humiliated in his heart, let out a low growl, and pounced forward like a tiger. Shaya seemed to still be in a daze, half of his body still in severe pain from being trampled by the horse, and even though his physique was as robust as that of a wild beast, he couldn't withstand it after all.

  At this moment, the knight leader charged again with his sword raised. As the sword fell, a burst of Dou Qi erupted from the blade's edge, and a gray light appeared before Xia Ya's eyes, who finally came to her senses and lifted her fire fork to block it.

  Ding!

  The knight leader's swordsmanship was ruthless, one sword was sealed, not discouraged at all, a sword in his hand instantly turned into several gray gas flames, stabbing and slashing... The gas flames were everywhere, almost like a *!

  Under such a fierce and sharp sword technique, Xia Ya instantly became like a wooden stake, his martial arts were just a half-baked goods, facing the opponent's complete set of sword techniques, he was afraid that he would only be a target.

  But something strange happened!

  Ding! Ding ding!

  Ding ding...

  The knight leader went mad and launched a fierce attack. At first, Xia Ya was still able to respond with some disorder, several times barely parrying the blows that threatened to pierce him with transparent holes. However, after three or four swords, Xia Ya's face became increasingly strange. The opponent's face was ferocious, but the sword technique he displayed was met by Xia Ya with a casual raise of his hand, as if the fire spear in his hand seemed clumsy and slow, yet somehow managed to lightly and cleverly block every fierce and ruthless attack!

  No matter how this knight went mad with his attack, the sword energy was like a splash of water, but he just couldn't get past the fire fork in Xia Ya's hand!

  Xia Ya also felt strange in her heart, and her eyes began to look abnormal.

  This guy... this guy... is he messing with me? How can his martial skills be so bad?

  What? This move he's using, isn't it the Coal Ball Jutsu that old guy taught me?

  What? This axe is used like this, isn't it what old man taught me for chopping firewood?

  Huh? And this kick, old man taught me that kicking meat pies is done with this technique!

  Huh? This stroke, the old man usually teaches me to shear sheep is just a few strokes like this...

  Xia Ya is going to collapse!

  He found that every sword strike from this opponent was a movement he had practiced thousands of times before, stabbing coal balls, chopping firewood, cutting meat, and shearing sheep's wool... These postures, even if he was asleep and dreaming, he could still do them with ease! Every move this guy made was like a predetermined signal, as if Xia Ya had agreed on it beforehand. Even if Xia Ya's reaction wasn't faster than his opponent's, as long as he took one glance, he could immediately judge the trajectory of the sword accurately, and with a casual swing of his fire fork, he could easily block the opponent's sharp sword technique!

  And that knight commander was also almost collapsing...

  His swordsmanship was unmatched, and his aura had reached its peak. The more he fought, the more fearful he became in his heart.

  He felt humiliated in his heart, and in a fit of rage, he suddenly displayed the most vicious and ruthless sword technique that he had practiced for many years, wishing to poke dozens of transparent holes in this kid! This set of sword techniques was taught by a powerful high-ranking military officer when he was young. Over the years, relying on this set of powerful sword techniques, he didn't know how many tragic life-and-death battles he had been through, and several times he relied on this technique to kill his enemies with his sword.

  But facing this kid, it's simply... simply... simply infuriating!

  No matter how fierce one's moves are, the opponent can somehow easily block them, and the more they fight, the more relaxed this kid becomes. There were even several times when his own sword hadn't reached yet, but that fire fork was already waiting for him at the spot where he had to strike!!

  At last the knight leader could no longer hold back his fear, let out a loud cry, and without regard for any technique, used all his might to slash down with one sword.

  Clang!!

  The sword was placed on the fire fork, and both of them were trembling, stiffening there.

  At this moment, both of them were panting, but Xia Ya's face was flushed red, while the knight leader's face was pale. Their weapons were locked together, and just then, a crisp sound was heard. The excellent knight sword in his hand broke into seventeen pieces!!! But Xia Ya's fire fork remained pitch black, still intact and undamaged!!!

  The two of them stared at each other for a while, then Xia Ya suddenly couldn't help but squeeze her eyes shut and whispered something.

  "Hey, buddy, when you're at home, don't you often chop coal balls and meat patties too? This set of actions is quite familiar..."

  The knight leader heard this and suddenly changed his face, the blood in his chest surged to his heart, he retreated several steps, and a mouthful of fresh blood spurted out.

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  His opponent spat blood, but Xia Ya was still confused, seeing that the other party had no weapon in his hand, he didn't hesitate at all, and went up to stab him with a spear!

  Who knew, this opponent seemed to have completely lost his mind, staring at Xia Ya with a dead gaze, as if he had even forgotten how to dodge, just staring at Xia Ya like that, unable to utter a single word.

  Just as the fire-tongs were about to fall on his body, a humming sound of bowstring vibration was heard from behind.

  Whoosh!

  After a sharp whistling sound, Xia Ya grunted and dodged, but a black light had already shot onto his body! A goose feather arrow was stuck in his shoulder, its tail feathers still slightly trembling.

  In the distance, the third knight with a cold expression still held his bow, with two arrows on the string, their arrowheads pointing at Xia Ya.

  "Kid, put down your weapon, back away slowly, move a little slower!"

  Xia Ya gritted his teeth, one hand grasping the arrow tail, his eyebrows raised, revealing a hint of ferocity, just about to move forward, when suddenly he heard a "whoosh" sound, an arrow was shot and nailed to the ground less than three inches in front of his toes!!!

  "I'll only say it once, retreat!" The third knight in the distance stared coldly at Xia Ya, his eyes devoid of even a hint of warmth.

  At this moment, hoofbeats also came from the west on the other side of the river!