569: Chapter 569 Xiang Yu's Puzzle

Under the city gate, the atmosphere was as tense as a powder keg about to explode.

Holding a patta sword, Xiang Yu exuded a chilling murderous aura; the inner armor on his body had long been stained red with blood, making it impossible to tell whether it was his own or his enemy's.

His double pupils were already bloodshot, and he looked very weary.

Opposite him, Rajesh Singh Delrosia, holding a battle-axe, looked solemn.

He knew deep down that Xiang Yu was no ordinary person, but a rare and formidable rival in his life.

Based on the other's performance on the battlefield, his combat power was far superior to his own.

This was why he had hesitated to enter the fray, instead letting his subordinates continuously wear down the other's stamina.

Even though the other was now incredibly exhausted and even somewhat drained of strength, a starved camel is still bigger than a horse.

Facing such a powerful enemy, the pressure on Rajesh Singh Delrosia was immense.

By now, he could no longer hold back.

Just as Xiang Yu prepared for battle, something he never expected happened.

In shock, Xiang Yu's mouth slowly drifted open, his eyes widening.

Rajesh Singh Delrosia did not immediately raise his axe to start the fight; instead, he slowly lowered it and began to move his hands, starting to dance.

Background music slowly began to play.

"Look at my motorcycle, look at my motorcycle, da da da..."

"Look at my motorcycle, look at my motorcycle, da da da..."

Rajesh Singh Delrosia's feet moved rhythmically, like lively drumbeats, making crisp sounds as they struck the ground.

His arms were soft yet powerful, tracing graceful arcs in the air, sometimes spreading like a peacock's tail, sometimes winding like a nimble snake.

His head swayed slightly, and the gemstone-encrusted necklace around his neck shimmered with colorful light with every movement.

His robes fluttered in the wind, and the gold-threaded patterns embroidered on them seemed to come alive.

As the rhythm of the dance quickened, his movements became increasingly exaggerated, sometimes spinning, sometimes leaping.

Xiang Yu frowned slightly, a hint of confusion flashing in his eyes; he truly couldn't understand the other's intention.

If it were him, he would have rushed over for a grand battle long ago.

Why dance here and waste stamina!

Xiang Yu really couldn't comprehend Rajesh Singh Delrosia's train of thought.

However, Xiang Yu was also happy for it to be this way.

He didn't take the opportunity to attack because, after fighting continuously for so long, his body was already incredibly weary, every muscle was aching, and every breath was a heavy gasp.

His stamina was nearing the point of collapse.

The longer Rajesh Singh Delrosia danced, the more rest he could gain to recover some of his strength.

Xiang Yu steadied himself and adjusted his breathing, his eyes fixed on Rajesh Singh Delrosia as he silently counted the time.

He knew that this brief respite was fleeting; once the other finished his dance, it would be a life-and-death struggle.

At this moment, the surrounding air seemed to have solidified, with only the sound of Rajesh Singh Delrosia's dancing and Xiang Yu's steady breathing intertwined, foreshadowing the impending fierce battle.

Finally, Rajesh Singh Delrosia's dance came to an end.

Thanks to the time Rajesh Singh Delrosia spent dancing, Xiang Yu's stamina had recovered somewhat.

Of course, it was incomparable to his peak state, but it was a vast improvement from before Rajesh Singh Delrosia started dancing!