My Enemy Became My Cultivation Companion

Chapter 268 - 237: Who Dares to Take the Responsibility?



Including Qin Liancheng, the four riders did not charge forward recklessly like the earlier two. Instead, after riding up to a certain distance, three of them dismounted, leaving Qin Liancheng alone on horseback, holding his lance.

Among martial artists, mortal combat generally favors fighting on foot over horseback, except for a very few exceptions. Indeed, even in historical records of two nations at war, there are accounts of heavily armored cavalry dismounting to fight on foot after reaching a suitable distance.

Sitting high on horseback, Qin Liancheng looked down at the mysterious figure. Seeing her wearing the Feathered Fishes uniform, he recognized her as a member of the court’s secret police, the Jinyiwei. Though unsure if she was sent by the court as a scout, one certainty remained: the Qin family, rulers over their land, had always been regarded as fierce beasts in the eyes of the court.

The three dismounted valiant riders had already begun their attack.

The figure wielded both a blade and a sword—a bizarre appearance that, to anyone with a modicum of knowledge, seemed laughable. Though both are short weapons, a blade prioritizes slashing while a sword excels at thrusting; their mastery requires entirely different techniques. Using both simultaneously could simply tie one’s hands.

How could Min Ning not know this was self-defeating?

Yet, that person chose to wield them in this manner nonetheless.

With a blade in one hand and a sword in the other, Min Ning watched with narrowed eyes as the three martial artists steadily advanced.

One of them had already drawn his blade and charged.

His curved blade gleamed like snow, finer and slightly shorter than the Brocade Spring Blade but much sharper, its arc resembling a crescent moon. As it cut through wind, it felt as though it pulled down lunar brilliance.

Min Ning struck toward this "moonlight" in one swift motion.

Metal clashed against metal, reverberating deafeningly. The dismounted rider widened his eyes in shock as his blade was forcibly dented inward.

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