The Meeting of the Lion & Dragon

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long before China an emperor had, prevailed the powerful kites over the country. They spread fear and fright in completely Asia. It was the time of the “red dragon” Dictatorship. Poor ones and realms, heroes and beggars, priests and people, them all were alike. Only one stood over them: the red Dragon. He was be enthroned
waiting on the mountain Hubei, for the soldiers, who would finally release China from the monster. Up to the temple red kite had penetrated most. Then the Dragon, a throat angel equal, rose from the hidden cave...

The warm sunbeams dipped on this July morning equal behind the high grass cover out. And gave again colour to the grey landscape. Long Wang regarded the cloudless sky.
He had held and lay night watch now in the damp grass, view towards skies turned. He rose, stretched long is arms out, then he went toward the abyss.
Stopped and looked on Yangzi Jiang. Some sunbeams danced reflecting on the lake. Actually it would have helped at this time with his father on the field, mutely it its work would have performed, until his father would have put to it proudly his hand on the shoulder and would mutely have nodded. That would be called then for him he could only once break make and over there to the brook go. There he would dip again its hands deeply into the water and would wash his face with the cool water. But now, he was far from Luzhou.
Now he was with some soldiers on the search for “the red dragon”.
Long Wang was the leader, and he led the soldiers. It was on behalf of China. Long Wang oriented himself after the recordings of Lu Zhennan. He was some that the red dragon had ever seen. He worked straight on his field, when the enormous tail beyond its whole field made kite a shade. As he looked up saw it the red flaky strikes of the monster, which was wind so violently, which he was blowed down by him and unconscious up to the evening on the hard soil lay.
On the next day he made itself alike on over to the temple of the red kite to go. This could only estimate where the temple of the red kite stood. From his travel never returned Lu Zhennan. Now Long Wang stood, with the view of the Yangzi Jiang and dozen with bamboo sticks for armed men there. Long Wang closed the eyes, he felt like the cool wind into its face blew. A hand affected his shoulder. Very fast Long Wang packed the hand and whirled with him around. A proclamation, then he opened the eyes.
Two eyes looked it pain-fulfilled on. It was his brother. A man with brown hair and soft face. Long Wang released the hand. “Brother!”, did the young man say “After the recordings by Lu's we had to direction sun already yesterday gone!” Long Wang turned again to the lake.
“Only, never is the temple of the red kite set up assumptions inside the mountain. Separate in sew the lake. Last year, I am to visited with father after Yibin ridden around grandfather. When we at the Yangzi Jiang races to make wanted, we saw a lake, which possessed red water. Even father did not know which it with the red lake on itself had. When the trees lost the sheets, I went to a Faris priest. There I asked for the red lake. The priest answered me that the red Dragon loses 3 time in the year his colour, he dips into the lake around his colour to then wash, then grows it a new skin, however he can only with difficulty fly and must as fast as possible in his house some days rested holds. That it means that the Dragon lives not far far away from the red lake, because he can fly not far, if he lost straight his old skin in the lake. And the red lake, is far away of Lu's recordings!”
The brother placed itself beside Long Wang and looked on the lake.
“does it? Its still far up to the red lake?”
Long Wang want its view from the lake and did not answer: to the harvest are we again back.” Then Long Wang turned around to its companions to go. These lay still sleeping in the wet grass. All eleven men lay side by side. Everyone had his sword seized ready. If there were an attack of robbers or wolves.
Tung Chian opened his eyes as he felt like a person for his approached. It pulled his sword immediately. Then however as he his master saw, smiled he and trick again its eyes too. He felt that Long Wang's shade still before it stood.
“Master, we had really only a short night and became gladly still few we all...?”
“already well!”, it did Long Wang interrupt? But we must equivalent loosely, we has still another far away before us!”



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Tung Chian blinked with its small eyes, those not at all to his round face adapted the young master: “The red dragon will already not fly away to us!” he said.
Tung Chian was not a somewhat sturdy built man, with round face a long plait and a short arm. He wasn´t a good fighter and had difficulties to resist a robber.
But he had a strong personality, and for his master would remain always faithful.
Tung Chian was the man to defend himself with a fight directly as the first before-stepped around his master.
Often he put hard impacts in and the masters himself, had then to defend Tung.
Tung Chian originated from a poor family, his father worked on the field and his mother died with the birth of its brother. Tung was a hard worker, and if Long Wang went from the work to house, he saw still the small, ambitious Tung still the wood for the cold winter chopped, or the grain in the camp brought. Long Wang and Tung Chian were good friends and often invited the master the faithful man to a Bamboo Tea.
This showed up often gratefully, if he then already rose before sunrise and work on the field operated Long's. And now, now he asked to still sleep for one moment can. Then he noticed, how the shade of his face disappeared and the warm sunbeams warmed his forehead. Long Wang sat down on lain rock the next, supported his hands on the sharp-edged rock off and turned his view to the sky. Slowly the clouds pushed themselves in front.
Some grey, the other white. When he looked in such a way on the clouds, he noticed only now it was as tired. They had yesterday for a long time celebrated. And he had himself ready explains the night watch to push. The clouds seemed slow to become ever pale, for Long Wang opened very fast the eyes, rose of rock and went toward Tung Chian. Then he whispered: “We must goo loosely. Can you wake the others?”
It was midday and the sun seemed now on the necks of the companions. They had put already some back for the morning and felt Long Wang that his men could stand well a break. They roamed across high fields or moved along the abyss. The soil became slowly always hard and soon noticed the men that it was a stone way, on which they ran now.
Long Wang main header his right arm and them stopped. It looked on the enormous basalt rock before them lay. Then he noticed some shapes at the point of the rock. They were too third and all carried a red dress, which blew in the wind. A man, with a long speer in the hand observed Long Wang, then main header he the lance. Jumped unexpectedly the red dressed men of rock and flew directly on them too. It looked, as if the rich children their rose be-being those kites into the sky left.
“An attack!” Long Wang main header his combat stick, ready around himself to the resistance add. He did not have notion which combat style these men, if men were, possessed. With a tremendous speed the fighters flew on them too. “more closely together!” Long Wang cried. Long Wang and his companions were located in the circle.
With an enormous dust cloud the three men landed somewhat far away from the group of the masters. A man with a long beard, he seemed to be for instance over forty, introduced themselves outside and called: “You are in the realm red dragon penetrated, turn around immediately!” The old had directed his eyes directly toward Long Wangs eyes. It seemed, as if he would wait for, that the master would blink.
Now it was quiet for a short moment, the dust blew at the companions past, wind whipped Long Wang in the face. The master had his combat stick firmly in the grasp.
Then Tong, a young man beside Tung Chian called: “Never!” and ran with his combat stick on the old persons too. Into this moment this reached very fast into his bag threw golden grains into air and stretched his hand in Tongs direction. The grains formed together a ball, directly on the courageous aggressor too flew. This frightened, but the fire ball already met Tong into the stomach. With infernal force Tong flew away and landed Long Wang before the feet. This frightened, the old person Tong the stomach with the fire ball had blown away. No question, these three escorts of the red dragon possessed magic. It was senseless to attack it with Kung Fu. They stood there as in a triangle. “Get lost or you will end just as your friend there!” One called right from the old stood and interpreted with his finger on the dead Tong. Again this oppressing silence. The old stared to Long Wang into the eyes. This main header the arm. ' “Plaese yellow bird! Plaese give me your force! Plaese!” he whispered and in this moment he felt like an unbelievably large energy into his hand flowed himself. The old had noticed something, turned him to the others and whispered with these. The master could not hear it. Now he had to slam shut.
And in this moment views of the old and the Long Wang met. And he saw, how the old smiled. The old draw a pouch from his be-being those cape and threw it into air. “covering!” Long Wang cried. Still the pouch was in air and turned. Long Wang jumped away and in this moment gave it an enormous heat wave. An explosion and then this close smoke. The master rose. He saw men lying on the soil. He ran to them. But his men had transformed into pitiful ash. The fog twisted himself slowly. He saw the three escorts. They were still located in their triangle. Long Wang rose, slowly plugged off it both arms, his two hands deformed to fists. A bluish jet flowed unexpectedly out of his hand, as a wave flew and on the three men Long Wang could only see like the wave, which perforated men proper, then fell it unconscious to soil. Since disappearing the group, which had been stated by Long Wang, was much happened. One did not subjugate long time the kite and it further troops to the temple of the red kite sent himself. Hated, Long Wang in completely China. He had betrayed and fought humans now at the side of the kite. Often one saw like Long Wang on the red kite by the country flew. He was humans and knew that the its-same would try soon again the kite to fall. Thus it set up further rules: No further soldiers could be trained and no combat equipment neither as the attack nor as the defense served to develop. Within short time Long Wang exterminated all combat schools in completely China.
The people of China was in the possession of the kite and it seemed perfect now, as if they would never have again a chance to resist their masters…