Chapter 2696: Private Appointment with the Sword Girl

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The reason why she was severely damaged was that the remaining power of Zhao Fan's Heart-killing Cross accounted for less than 10%, and even her Chaos Armor was not broken.

The real reason is the sequelae of the six consecutive sword increases.

If the Sixth Sword cannot defeat the opponent, it will fall from its peak to the bottom and become extremely weak.

This is her fourth secret technique, but it is not perfect.

According to the sword girl's research and understanding, the ultimate in the fourth secret art is that after six swords, one will only be slightly injured, which will not affect the continued fighting.

However, the start time of the Genius Taoist Association is fixed and will not wait for her to perfect it.

In order to increase the success rate, Sixth Sword even used the "copy" of the natural ability of the natal Dao beast. Unexpectedly, the opponent actually had Nangamon to assist in the battle, which released the tracking lock of her offensive and was defeated separately!

The disadvantage of copying is that after the natal Dao beast's offensive is broken, its own power will be halved...

The Sword Girl's sixth sword is a high-risk, high-reward method no matter what angle it is from!

Unfortunately, she met Zhao Fan.

"If you defeat me in a head-to-head confrontation, even if you stop here, I will not leave any regrets about the Genius Association." The sword girl looked at Zhao Fan with dissatisfaction in her eyes.

"Feel sorry."

Zhao Fan smiled lightly and said: "Why don't you leave your contact information and we can discuss it in private when you are free to make your regret disappear?"

"oh?"

The sword girl asked suspiciously: "Could it be that you still have some trump cards that you haven't used yet?"

"I can only say that my goal is to get the final seat in the Genius Association."

Zhao Fan spread his hands and put away the emperor's name.

The sword girl froze on the ground when she heard this.

The referee outside the field did not urge the contestants to leave the field, because this most critical round was played by two thousand people on a thousand battlefields at the same time, and there was no one waiting to come on.

In the battle table above, the name of Purgatory Hall: Sword Girl dimly disappeared, and the name of Seven Star Palace: Creation was promoted to the top one thousand in the domain!

The swordswoman came back to her senses, glanced at the battle table, and said with a smile: "In this case, there is no need to compete in private. If you really win a final seat, my regret will no longer exist, but I hope you’re not bragging.”

"Just leave your contact information..."

Zhao Fan said shamelessly.

"Are you interested in me?" The sword girl seemed to have thought about something, and said warily: "I have a Taoist partner."

"No, no, I think your secret technique of continuously increasing six swords is very suitable for my path." Zhao Fan said frankly: "But my fourth secret technique has not been created for a long time, and it lacks the main ingredients. . I have a gut feeling that you can help me..."

The sword girl was stunned again, and then her expression turned cold, "I understand, you could have ended the duel earlier, but you wanted to see more of my fourth secret technique, and then you dragged it to the strongest sixth sword?"

"Absolutely." Zhao Fan nodded.

"It's rare for someone to appreciate my methods that have always been rejected by my master." The sword girl thought for a moment, then condensed a mark, threw it to Zhao Fan and said: "After the selection battle is over, come to the Purgatory Hall's station to find me. In exchange, let me see what your real trump card is. If you don’t disappoint me, then I will offer you the process of studying the fourth secret technique without any reservation!"

"good."

Zhao Fan agreed without hesitation. At the same time, Nangamon transformed into a cute little dumpling again, jumped onto his shoulder, and rubbed his cheek clingingly, enjoying himself.