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Post by Zhuge Hong on Jul 2, 2007 18:20:39 GMT
Zhuge Hong, hair wet from the rain and battered from the fall off of his horse, walked forward, menace in his posture and his sword.
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Post by Admin on Jul 3, 2007 16:15:26 GMT
Xai Tay didn't hold back and immediately went in with a vertical slash, up to down on the left side of Zhuge Hong, followed by a spinning horizontal strike at Zhuge Hong's right.
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Post by Zhuge Hong on Jul 5, 2007 16:27:48 GMT
Zhuge Hong parried the vertical slash and whilst Xai Tay was spinning, leapt forward to run him through.
Hong might get hit, but Xai Tay was about to be spitted.
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Post by Admin on Jul 5, 2007 18:31:31 GMT
Xai Tay's eyes opened wide as the sword penetrated his body. his own sword cut Zhuge Hong, but not fatally. It was a bad wound, but not likely to kill him.
Xai Tay sank to his knees.
"Ugh..." blood showed on his lips. "Good one..." he murmured.
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