A/N: Hello to all my fanfiction readers! The long awaited fight scene between Mulan and Phillip is here! So without further ado, here is chapter four!

Chapter 4

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Mulan could hardly believe her eyes when she saw Phillip ride onto the training field. He looked tall and majestic in his shining coat of armor, riding his beautiful white mare with a detached grace that only royalty could pull off. At first, Mulan thought he was simply a handsome knight, but when he stood before Shang, she realized it was her old friend.

Indeed, Phillip had grown into an extremely handsome man. He had an angular jaw covered with a trimmed scruff beard; his face was proud and stern. His well-fitted armor showed off the strong muscles he had gained from training, but Mulan could easily recognize his same slightly messed up curly brown hair and his warm hazel eyes. She sighed internally in frustration. Being attracted to Phillip would simply distract her further from the fight. It was already difficult for her knowing that she would have to fight her friend. "You do deserve a day off. You've been working hard for five months!" a small voice in the back of her head shouted. Mulan smiled. "Yes," she thought, "If I win, I'll simply make up with Phillip tomorrow." And with that thought, she readied her sword.

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Phillip's first shock was hearing Mulan's name. His second shock was when he saw her. Mulan seemed to have suddenly changed from a cute young girl to a beautiful young woman. Her long, thick black locks were pulled into a simple ponytail with a red ribbon. Her long black lashes and full red lips contrasted wonderfully with her high cheekbones and her long, slightly tanned face. She was like a typical willowy Chinese beauty, but not so. Her well-fitted green tunic and black leggings showed her strong, yet slender body with her curves in all the right places. Phillip felt immediately attracted to her. He growled internally. As much as he wanted to flirt with her, he could not. Doing so would breach the professional relationship that the two were supposed to keep while they were in the army, and Phillip did not want to let his father down. "But," he thought slyly, "I could flirt with her during the fight to mess her up. I'm sure not even Shang would have ever tried to do that to her during training." Phillip smiled. "I'll kill two birds with one stone," he thought, and he drew his sword.

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Mulan and Phillip faced each other on the training field. The other soldiers were deadly silent, and the air was full of tension. Both contestants tried to seize the other up. Shang stood to the side, eager to referee the sparring match. "Ready," he announced, "Fight!" Mulan immediately thrusted her sword at Phillip's collar bone, which he easily blocked. He then swiped at her rib cage, but missed due to Mulan's speed and anticipation. Mulan began to advance on Phillip, swiping at every open nook she could. However, having taught her sword fighting , Phillip could anticipate some of Mulan's moves, and he began to parry back and and advance on her. The two swung their swords at the same time towards each other, and their hilts crashed with a metallic clang. Both were locked face to face, each one trying to overpower the other with force, their faces grim with struggle and focused on winning. Phillip decided that now was the perfect opportunity to strike.

"You know you look really lovely when you're fighting," he remarked, as the two struggled. Mulan, confused, momentarily lapsed in her concentration, and Phillip overpowered her sword with an upwards arm arch stroke. Mulan became angry quickly, and began swiping at him with an unseen calculated speed and ferocity. Phillip was enjoying the fact that he was able to rile Mulan easily, and so he continued with his flirtations. "You look even hotter when you're angry," he smirked. Mulan growled and parried at him in response, driving him back. She was becoming frustrated. "I can't believe he is trying to flirt with me while we are fighting!", she thought incredulously. She circled around to catch him unaware, but when she did so, Phillip took his sword and calmly sliced the ribbon off of her hair as she turned.

The effect was incredible. Her hair quickly came free, opening like a ripple in the water as she turned. When she stopped, her hair came like a storm and perfectly framed her face in a wild, yet beautiful way, her face flushed with exertion. Phillip had never wanted Mulan more badly than at that moment. He wished he could just drop his sword, pick her up, and kiss her senseless. But he knew he could not do what he wished at the moment, and he resolved to fully carry out his plan. "You truly are a work of art Mulan. So wild, so stunning, so fierce," he said, his voice becoming raspy. Mulan blushed thoroughly, as she felt a deep heat rising within her as her body reacted to his words and voice.

She suddenly became embarrassed, and then emboldened. "This has gone on long enough," she thought, and her jaw tightened with a steely reserve. "Time to play dirty."

"Phillip, don't you know you're wasting your time? I thought you had another girl back home you have to look after," Mulan said bitingly. Phillip cursed mentally, and he paused as he realized he was still engaged to Princess Aurora, who was from a neighboring kingdom. His father had made a deal with Aurora's father when Aurora was a toddler that the two would be married when she turned eighteen, so the kingdoms could be united.

Luckily for Mulan, his sudden pause gave her enough time to smack the flat hilt of her sword against the crook of his knees. Phillip, caught unawares, hit his back ungracefully on the ground. Mulan stood over him, one boot placed on his chest, and she pointed her sword at his throat. "Well, well, well," she said triumphantly, "It looks like the student has trumped the master." And with a smirk, she grabbed his sword, stuck it in the ground, and slightly swayed her hips as she walked back to Shang, making sure Phillip got a good view. Phillip groaned. It was going to be a long month.

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