Forgotten Legend of the Bloodied Flower novel Chapter 754

Chapter 754: Battle Against Great General Nan (2)

Swish! Slash!

The moment Old Master Nan changed his trajectory and counterattacked, Nan Hua raised her sword and parried it. However, a part of the blade brushed against her shoulder, cutting the fabric slightly.

A little more and it would have cleanly cut her.

However, Nan Hua's eyes didn't show any trace of fear or surprise. Close contact with death had become so common for her that she would not feel fear even if she was only a moment away from death.

Her leg stepped to the side as her sword that parried the glaive blocked it from reaching towards her. She then turned around and kicked the glaive before retreating to the back.

"You're sharp." Old Master Nan laughed faintly.

If Nan Hua had tried to forcefully move forward just now, he would have kicked her. And with the difference of their built, it would not be an exaggeration to say that Nan Hua would be kicked to the other end of the field.

He was almost twice as tall as Nan Hua and weighed more than twice of her.

These two differences alone were more than enough for him to bully her since he was also someone who had countless experiences on the battlefield.

Nan Hua didn't answer.

She instinctively felt it.

That if she had stepped forward, it would only mean her death. And even though the chance seemed to exist, she chose to retreat and caught her breath again. Her eyes were completely focused on Old Master Nan.

She knew that she was not his match.

But even if she was not Old Master Nan's match, she couldn't retreat.

There was no such word in her dictionary.

The training told her that if she couldn't do her mission, she would die. Because of that, no matter how insane the mission was, no matter how large the difference in the ability and power between her and her enemy, she could not retreat.

The end result would be the same.

Swish!

Her small body launched forward once more.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

Trading blows with her grandfather, Nan Hua's nimble body tried to attack from every direction. Left, right, center, below, every possible direction was tried.

Her hand felt numb from the block, but Nan Hua's expression never changed. There was not even any change in her control of her power and strength. It seemed as if she was still in her top condition.

Ignoring all of her pain.

Ignoring all of her tiredness.

Ignoring all of her feelings.

All she knew was that she had to fight again and again until her very last breath.