Chapter - 10 Thinking of the Unforgettable Man Far Away (10)

He Zudao said, "If brother Fang really wants to battle I'll use the short sword of Miss Guo." He drew the broken sword, the sword originally was very short and after Wei Tianwang broke it was even shorter. Furthermore, the tip was gone now and it didn't even resemble a dagger.

He Zudao held the scabbard in his left hand and thrust the sword forward. This was a very fast manoeuvre, Fang Tianlao saw a white flash and already He Zudao attacked with three stances, because the sword He used was too short he couldn't wound Fang Tianlao. But Fang was still frightened and thought, "Very fast three stances, most difficult to block. What kind of swordsmanship does he use? If he used an ordinary long sword I would be dead by now."

After He Zudao attacked with three stances, he backed away and stood still. Fang Tianlao displayed his sword techniques in half defending and half attacking. He Zudao avoided the attacks and didn't counter attack. Suddenly he attacked with incredible speed again forcing Fang Tianlao to be in a frantic rush. And He Zudao jumped back again. Fang Tianlao displayed his sword into a white light, and his movements were very swift.

Guo Xiang thought, "This old man's techniques are violent, fierce, ruthless and viscous. Similar to the palm techniques of Wei Tianwang, but he's swifter and makes him more lethal……"

When she thought of here, she heard He Zudao yell out, "Be careful!" After saying 'careful' his scabbard in his left hand was quick as lightning and encased Fangs' sword and his right hand sword pointed at the throat of Fang Tianlao.

Fang Tianlaos' sword was stuck in the scabbard and couldn't be used to block that stance. Seeing that sword was about to thrust through his throat, he let go of his sword and rolled away on the ground and avoided that lethal blow. Before Fang got up, Pan Tiangeng seized the hilt of the sword and pulled it out of the scabbard. Both Guo Xiang and He Zudao exclaimed, "Excellent movement!" This sickly looking old man didn't say a word, but it was evident his martial arts were above his two younger martial arts brothers.

He Zudao said, "Sir, you have very good martial arts. My respects." He Zudao turned his head to Guo Xiang and said, "Miss Guo, after hearing your enchanting performance earlier, I've composed another song. And I would like you to give me your opinion."

Guo Xiang asked, "What kind of song is it?" He Zudao sat on the ground and started to prepare his zither.

Pan Tiangeng said, "You've defeated my two martial arts brothers. I would like to compete with you."

He Zudao shook his hands and said, "I have already competed and had no pleasure in it. I want to play a song for Miss Guo now. It's a new song, if you're interested you can stay and listen if you don't understand you're welcome to leave." And started playing the zither.

Guo Xiang was amazed and pleased. Somehow He Zudao composed this new song from the song she played earlier. Making it even more brilliant and interesting. The music was very mesmerizing.

The actual translation will have to wait for some time, or someone else already knows the translation. He/she is welcome to do that part.

At one point of this song, He Zudao mentioned a "she" in his lyrics, Guo Xiang thought, "The "she" in his song, could it be me? The music was very touching, moving and was filled with admiration and love."

Realising that Guo Xiang blushed. Never in her life did she even hear such beautiful music.

Pan Tiangeng and others didn't understand any of this. They don't know that He Zudao was a rather arrogant man with a flair of a silly bookworm behavior.

After composing a new song he rushed over to play it for Guo Xiang. Furthermore, he composed it for her and he forgot everything else. But seeing him like this, Pan and the others thought he was looking down upon them and couldn't restrain their anger anymore.

Pan pointed the sword at He Zudaos' shoulder and yelled, "Stand up, I want to battle you."

He Zudao was entirely into the music and thought himself to be a proud scholar who was roaming about to enjoy the scenery. He vaguely saw a very gentle young girl standing on a small island. No matter what stood in his way he had to reach her……

Suddenly he felt a pain in his shoulder and raised his head to see Pan Tiangeng pointing a sword against his shoulder and penetrating a bit of skin. He knew that if he didn't fight Pan would surely wound him. However, he didn't finish his song yet and felt that these Philistines were preventing him from finishing his song to Guo Xiang.

He Zudao drew the broken sword of Guo Xiang in his left hand and blocked Pan Tiangeng's attacks and used his right hand to play the zither.

He Zudao displayed his special ability, one hand playing the zither and the other hand using a sword. He managed perfectly well with one hand playing the zither. He also used a puff of air to play another chord of the zither.

Pan Tiangeng attacked rapidly with a few violent techniques, He Zudao easily blocked them and his eyes were concentrated on the zither and was afraid his puff of air will disperse.

Pan Tiangeng became angrier and angrier, his sword techniques were becoming fiercer and fiercer, but still He Zudao easily warded them off.

Guo Xiang was listening to the music and didn't pay any attention to the attacks of Pan Tiangeng. However, the sounds of the swords intersecting was disturbing the music. She softly clapped her hands and raised her eyebrows and said to Pan Tiangeng, "Your techniques are not in unison, are you not familiar with music? If you listen carefully the sounds of the swords won't disrupt the music."

Pan Tiangeng didn't pay any attention to her and saw that the enemy was sitting on the ground and was concentrated on the zither. And still he wasn't able to overcome He Zudao, Pan became very anxious and his stances changed to rapid attacks and the clatter of the sounds were becoming very dense. This sound was the total opposite of the gentle soft music. He Zudao raised his eyebrows and passed strength to his sword and the sword of Pan Tiangeng made 'clank' sound and broke into two halves. However, one of the chords of the zither broke as well. Pan Tiangeng looked very pale and didn't say a word and left the pavilion. The three martial arts brother mounted their horses and quickly rode up the mountain.

Guo Xiang was a bit surprised to see that and said, "These three men were defeated, how come they're still headed towards the Shaolin Monastery? Do they really want to fight to the end?"

She turned to He Zudao and saw him looking sad and was touching that broken chord and looked very unhappy. Guo Xiang thought, "Just a broken chord why so unhappy?" She picked up the zither and removed the broken chord and was tuning the zither again.

He Zudao sighed, "After all these years of training, I still cannot focus properly. I used force in my left hand breaking his sword but also breaking that chord."

Now Guo Xiang understood and knew he was unhappy that his martial arts was still not perfect and smiled, "You want to fight with your left hand and play the zither with your right hand. This form of using your concentration of two matters is only known to three persons in the realm. You haven't reached that level yet, why worry so much about it."

He Zudao asked, "Who are these three people?" Guo Xiang said, "The first one is "The Old Imp" Zhou Botong, the second one is my father and the third one is Madame Yang, Xiao Longnü. Apart from these three people, even people with great martial arts like my grandfather the lord of the Peach Blossom Island, my mother and "the Condor Hero" Yang Guo are unable to that."