Tuoba Fei wore a snow-white fox fur coat, and his figure seemed even more elegant as he smiled indifferently at the Xumi Army. At this moment, in his eyes, the Sumeru army was already a toy in his palm; they wouldn't be able to escape from his grasp.
"Do you want to compete with This King in saber techniques? Why should This King grant your wish? "
The sharp pain in his leg made his entire body break out in a cold sweat. Surrounding him were the elite soldiers of the Grand Moon branch, and he had already been wounded by Tuoba Fei's divine arrow. Whether Tuoba Fei wanted to kill him or capture him alive, as the grand Moon branch's Prince of the Left, Tuoba Fei didn't need to personally do anything.
Even if Tuoba Fei had to do it himself, as long as he fired three arrows at the same time, he would suffer a crushing defeat or die a miserable death. There was no way he could escape Tuoba Fei's arrows.
"I also know that you have lost to your highness. Such a request is a bit excessive, but in front of your highness, my Sumeru army does not need to hide anything." "I'm not willing to accept this. If Your Highness can defeat me with a blade technique, I …"
The Sumeru soldier grit his teeth, unwilling to speak further.
Inwardly, he was struggling. Endless amounts of struggling could be seen, and cold sweat oozed out of his forehead.
Tuoba Fei calmly sat on his horse as he looked down at the Xumi Army. If it weren't for the fact that the Xumi Army had the ability to tame horses and had the supreme authority over the Xumi Clan, he wouldn't have left the Xumi Army behind.
The last time in Xumi, the Great Moon's branch had been completely annihilated. Not only had the Xumi army personally taken control of Ma Qun, but they had also dispatched many Xumi Clan men to use them to disrupt the Great Moon's branch. The people of Xumi were hiding in the group of horses. When they approached the men of the big moon branch, they suddenly sneak attacked the men of the big moon branch from beneath the horse's belly, causing the big moon branch to suffer a crushing defeat.
The technique that Tuoba Fei valued the most was the unique skill of the Xumi Army in taming horses. Since ancient times, only the Xumi King and Royal Family of the Xumi could use this technique. Among them, the most exquisite technique could only be inherited from generation to generation.
"If Your Highness's sabresmanship wins, I am willing to follow Your Highness as my master. From now on, I will listen to Your Highness' commands and would not dare to defy them in the slightest."
The Sumeru soldier was finally able to utter these words with great difficulty. His lips were almost bitten through, and a thick taste of fresh blood entered his mouth. He sucked in the blood, knowing that he had nowhere else to go, and Xumi was standing on the edge of the cliff.
Tuoba Fei smiled as if he didn't care about what the Sumeru army said, and the heart of the Sumeru army sank. As the Great Moon Branch's Prince Xian of the Left, there was no need for Tuoba Fei to personally act against him. Furthermore, his injuries were at the hands of Tuoba Fei.
In other words, they were already a bit of a scoundrel. However, the Xumi Army was not willing to submit to the Great Moon Branch, and was not willing to be a lonely servant of the Great Moon Branch Pear.
"Whatever. If I don't give you the chance, you won't give up. This king will give you the chance."
"Men, apply medicine to his wounds. This King does not want to take advantage of others."
Someone brought the medicine in front of the Sumeru army. They gritted their teeth and used a knife to cut open the pants on their legs, then used a knife to cut the arrow in half. The shaft of the arrow fell onto the ground, and he grabbed the arrow from behind and pulled with all his might, causing blood to spurt out and the arrow to be pulled out.
The Sumeru army was in so much pain that it was sweating profusely. If he were to tie the upper part of his legs with cloth strips, blood would not be able to flow out too much. He quickly applied the medicine and bandaged it. After he was done, he stood up.
"Your Highness, after you!"
Tuoba Fei sneered, "You're already a wounded person, so this king won't take advantage of you."
He leapt off the horse's back and landed in front of the Sumeru army. He used a curved knife to draw a 10 foot wide circle around the Sumeru army.
"If you can force This King to leave this circle, then it'll be your win. This King will gift you a steed and let you go. If I am unable to defeat you within a hundred moves, it will be the same. "
"Haha …. Prince is so bold, I admire you very much. If I lose to you in this way, I'm willing to be your servant and serve you wholeheartedly."
A sense of pride rose from the body of the Xumi Army. Although his archery skills weren't as good as Tuoba Fei's, when it came to sabresmanship, he wasn't willing to admit defeat.
He drew out the scimitar beneath his ribs. Due to a leg injury, he could not move easily. He stood on the spot and bowed slightly, "Your Highness, please."
"Make the first move."
Tuoba Fei also drew his sabre. Facing the Xumi Army, he didn't dare to be careless. Although the technique of the Xumi Army wasn't as famous as the horse taming technique, it was still a master amongst the Huns.
The Xumi Army knew that with Tuoba Fei's status and arrogance, they definitely wouldn't act against him first. They waved the scimitars in their hands and a brilliant light flashed. A beam of silver light slashed towards Tuoba Fei. The Xumi Army did not seek to harm Tuoba Fei. They only hoped to force him out of the circle, and he would be considered the winner.
Although this wasn't very glorious, he was already wounded, so this was all he could do.
Bladelight flashed from the scimitars. The two of them were both masters of sabers, and the scimitar was also the most commonly used weapon of the Huns in the Western Regions. Tuoba Fei stood on the spot without moving as the scimitar in his hand flew out. Because of the injury to the leg, he disdained using his movement technique to take advantage of the situation.
The Xumi Army was even more impressed. They didn't expect that Tuoba Fei's sabre technique would be so outstanding, not inferior to theirs.
Because of their injuries, the Sumeru army didn't dare to delay any longer. Their sabers were powerful and swift, their intention was to finish this battle as soon as possible. Although Tuoba Fei had said that if they couldn't defeat him within a hundred moves, then it would be considered his victory, the arrogance in the Xumi Army made him want to avoid such an outcome and truly defeat Tuoba Fei.
The technique of the Sumeru Army was strange and swift. Tuoba Fei's blade technique was a combination of the blade technique of the Western Regions and Central Plains. His blade technique was also integrated into the sword technique, making it hard to find.
The two exchanged 20 to 30 moves. No matter how much the Xumi Army advanced, Tuoba Fei's body was like a mountain, standing tall and unmoving.
In the past, he had only heard that Great Moon Branch's Left Sage King's kung fu was profound and profound, and he also had a divine arrow technique. He didn't expect to see this today.
His voice rang out, and he ran like the wind. He was attacked again after arriving at this place, and due to the injuries on his body, he was starting to run out of strength.
Tuoba Fei's eyes narrowed as he noticed the change in the Xumi Army, and he tightened his grip on his blade. He understood that only by truly using a saber technique to defeat the Godly Mt. Xumi could make this person sincerely submit, prostrate at his feet and submit to him.
He changed his sabre technique and hacked towards the Sumeru army with astonishing strength and power. The Sumeru army hastily used the sabre in their hands to block. The two scimitars made contact with each other and issued a sharp and clear sound.
Tuoba Fei's blade chopped out once more. The Xumi Army hastily used their sabers to block, but they didn't expect Tuoba Fei's sabre to suddenly change its direction in the middle of its path. It moved as light as a feather, as if it had no strength.