Avatar: Flame Burn

Chapter 77 The Night Guest
acquaintance?

Could it be Su Qi... No, no, she shouldn't come here, and we all know each other... Could it be!

Big rock! ! !
Regardless of someone's brainstorming, Ryan has a little trouble here.

Because under the vast moonlight, a man in black was looking at him coldly, wearing a ridiculous mask, and holding a pair of twin knives gleaming with cold light in his hands.

Generally speaking, Ryan must let this stunned young man understand the sinisterness of society and what is a fist as big as a casserole, and teach him a good lesson as a big brother.

But no.

It's so easy to recognize, you can tell just by looking at the figure, and the slow-moving double-sword technique in the snowstorm, people who can touch here at this time don't even need to think about it.

"So? Are you here for a walk? If you want to turn around before the battle, you'd better change the time." Ryan said lightly, even though the cold light was less than one meter away from his throat.

"…………I do not understand."

The voice of the masked man was hoarse and weak, just like the feeling of a patient recovering from a serious illness who went to sing KTV and broke his throat in the end.

Now Zu Kou is really entangled in his heart.

He did agree to Azura and joined the action to overthrow Ao Zai, but, a person who has been fighting for it for several years, living in the open air, traveling around the world, even if he becomes a fugitive by the motherland, the goal that he would not give up is suddenly completely denied. If you think about it, you will know how deep the gap is.

It was as if there were two different voices whispering in Zuko's ear, the most important choice in a person's life had clearly appeared, waiting for the final decision.

Is it to be loyal to my destiny, capture Avatar to restore my glory, and make my father admire me and be proud of me?

Or do you follow your inner thoughts, for yourself, for your mother, for your uncle, for those who endure oppression, and for rebellion against your cruel father?
The former is very simple, the avatar is right in front of him, as long as he is asleep, he can return to the country as a hero and become that prince again.

The latter, however, is a difficult road full of thorns, and the degree of danger is unknown.

Tossing and turning at night, Zu Kou, who was distracted and almost manic, brandished a pair of knives against the bright and pale moonlight.

All the suffering, injustice, insult, and pain since birth were vented and released in that suppressed battle cry.

In the end, Zuko, who was almost exhausted, jumped into the river desperately, and when he got ashore, he had already developed a high fever. Even so, he dragged his exhausted body to the address Ryan had mentioned before.

And Ryan, who saw Zuko coming late at night, couldn't turn a blind eye, so he could only resist the drowsiness to leave the seal of the bed, and reluctantly got up.

The two just looked at each other, examining the opposite person who had a completely different fate from their own.

"Don't understand? I don't think you don't understand, but you are hesitating."

Ryan was blunt.

There is no way, even if these experiences are thrown away, Zu Kou is still a very indecisive person.

He once heard Azura say that when Zuko was playing on the beach when he was three years old, he saw an eagle attacking a turtle and a crab. The young prince felt that the weak needed help, so he rushed to rescue the turtle. crab.But when Zuko held it safely in his arms, he realized that if the eagle had no prey to eat, it would starve to death. Just as Zuko was struggling with which side he should rescue, a big wave came and rushed him into the up the sea.

Zuko almost drowned, but fortunately his father Aozai rescued him, and he has been vomiting sea water all day long.

This experience belonging to the black history is a good illustration of the kindness in Zuko's heart that cannot be ignored, which is incompatible with the Huozong, and the lack of the decisiveness to make a decision immediately.

So to this day, he is still troubled, annoyed, and entangled.

"…………It's none of your business."

"Why don't you care about my affairs? Zuko, do you still think that Aozai can accept you? I haven't said clearly enough?"

"...Azura always lies, Azura always lies..."

Reciting silently the words he said when he was a child, Zu Kou, who had a persistent high fever, was already a little delirious.

Maybe in his heart, he would rather believe a lie than accept the truth.

"Well then, come on, use the most traditional ceremony of the Fire Sect to decide!"

Ryan took off his pajamas, and said word by word, very solemnly.

"Zuko, my cousin, I want to challenge you, fire, god, yes, decision!!"

This is not unfamiliar at all.

As long as it is a fire sect, it has to know, let alone Zu Kou?

The winner gets everything, and the loser loses everything. There is nothing like this. Even in the martial arts country of Raging Fire, there are only a few people who can compete with Vulcan.

And Zuko has done it twice so far, the first time he lost, he lost everything, and the other time he won, he got nothing.

And now...

"Okay!! This is exactly what I want!!" He tore off his mask, revealing the hideous scar, "Just treat it as my last struggle!!"

"Very well! But before that, I want someone to be just, come out, old man, there are a lot of mosquitoes."

Ryan said in a low voice.

As soon as the words fell, a figure slowly walked out of the lush grass on the right... Uh, plump, gray hair, clean forehead, and the smell of tea and barbecue on his body.

It was Arlo.

How could he not know that his nephew didn't sleep in the middle of the night?Aurora saw the madness like a madman one by one, and felt sad for it.

Even if Zu Kou didn't say anything like a dull gourd, with his extraordinary wisdom and intuition, he already understood and followed here silently.

"Uncle..." Zuko's cloudy eyes became a little clearer, "Aren't you full and sleeping?"

"If I fall asleep, who will be the referee?" Arlo's expression was complicated, and the thing that scares him the most still happened.

The way forward can be lost, but the way of life cannot!
"In that case, let's start. Even though it's midnight, you and I probably can't wait?" Ryan was shirtless, moving his hands and feet,

Traditionally, the best time for Vulcan duel is at noon or dusk, and the redness of the sun is used to highlight the sanctity of the ceremony.

"But Zuko, your body..."

"I'm fine, Uncle, I'm fine..." But Zuko's sweaty face was not convincing.

"Don't worry, he can admit defeat at any time," Ryan interjected, "I don't care."

"I will not admit defeat!! Haha!"

Zuko also tore off his shirt and roared angrily. Although he has lost a lot of weight due to his poor life recently, his muscles are still clearly visible.

Just like his life, he is indomitable.

(End of this chapter)