The two brothers faced one another, their swords drawn, their faces implacable masks, as they focused on the task at hand, their audience long forgotten.
Without another word, Haoran leapt forward, his sword a blur as he attacked his younger brother with a flurry of blows.
Yicai met each blow that came his way with an expertise borne of real world experience and years of highly dedicated training.
The Crown Prince's superior swordsmanship was immediately evident. Haoran already knew that his brother was a more skilled fighter than him; he had hoped never to find himself in this situation…
The Crown Prince quickly turned the tables on his elder brother, fending off his initial attack and turning his defensive stance into an offensive attack. Slice after slice from Yicai came nearer and nearer to breaking through Prince Haoran's defences.
