With the appearance of a group of blind men, things seemed to finally be settled.
Jin Jiuling let out a long sigh and said, "With one wrong move, I lost the whole game. I never thought that I, Jin Jiuling, would be where I am today!"
Jiang Chongwei couldn't help but sigh and said, "Actually, I should have expected that you would have such a day. You are too luxurious and like to enjoy yourself too much."
Ouyang Qing said: "Others think you don't need to spend money on women. Only I know that women like us have always recognized money but not people. Even if you are Pan An or Song Yu, you still need to be rich." Come in."
Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help but laugh, he knew she was telling the truth.
Gongsun Landao: "No wonder you are so jealous of Zhao Mingyuan, just because he doesn't have to worry about it."
Jin Jiuling ignored her, but looked at Zhao Mingyuan and said slowly: "I heard that Mr. Huang has unparalleled sword skills and once defeated Dugu Yihe, the head of the Emei Sect. I wonder if you dare to fight me?"
People like Jin Jiuling are inherently tough and will never give up until the last moment.
Now is the time to see a glimmer of hope for survival.
The only people present who could threaten him were Lu Xiaofeng and Zhao Mingyuan.
If the two of them work together and someone swipes by, they will never be able to escape and will definitely die.
But if one of them is killed or seriously injured first, there may be hope of escaping.
As for who to deal with first?
It can only be said that Zhao Mingyuan's hatred is too good.
Although he actually did nothing.
"It seems you really hate me."
Zhao Mingyuan shook his head.
There is no intention of struggling for spring, and once everyone is jealous.
It’s so hard on myself.
Zhao Mingyuan said: "Didn't you say that we don't have any grudges in the first place? Why should I fight you to the death?"
Jin Jiuling said: "Just now, now is now."
Zhao Mingyuan said: "What's different now?"
Jin Jiuling said: "There will be a difference immediately."
Turning to Lu Xiaofeng, he said, "Do you know why I blamed Zhao Mingyuan for the case?
Like I said, he's a lot like me.
He has too much, whether it is money or beauty, they are all at his fingertips.
He seems to be enjoying it now, but who knows how long he will settle for it?
Five years or ten years?
He is too young and has too many things too early. What will he pursue in the future?
What kind of things do you think he will do with his martial arts skills and how much disaster he will bring to the world?
You still don’t know his origins, do you? It just so happens that no one can see his swordsmanship and martial arts yet. Don't you want to see it? "
Then he turned his head and said to Zhao Mingyuan: "How is it? Do you want to fight me now?"
Zhao Mingyuan said with an ugly face: "Yes, I really want to kill you now."
Then with a look of reminiscence on his face, he said: "Actually, when I first met you at Master Balsam Pear's place, I thought you and I were of the same sect and wanted to have more contact with you.
As you said, I'm very similar to you.
Yes, in fact you are indeed my idol, of course I am talking about pleasure.
When I first entered the world, I thought about what kind of person I would be in the future.
Is it a swordsman that everyone admires like the Lord of Baiyun City, a prodigal like Lu Xiaofeng who has friends all over the world, or a great master like Master Dugu?
In the end, I chose to enjoy life and enjoy life like you.
Of course, I don't need to worry about money like you, so I won't take risks and do evil.
Although I use a sword, I am not someone like Baiyun City Lord and Ximen Chuixue who regard the sword as everything.
Since you want to see my swordsmanship, come on. "
Since Zhao Mingyuan has agreed, others naturally have no objections.
Lu Xiaofeng was still a little worried, but Gongsun Lan told him that there was no need to worry, Mr. Zhao was very good at swordsmanship.
Lu Xiaofeng then understood, and it seemed that there was really no need to worry.
But speaking of it, he was originally curious about Zhao Mingyuan's swordsmanship.
Jin Jiuling did not need to use the big iron spine to deal with Lu Xiaofeng, so he still used his best swordsmanship.
Everyone retreated outside the hall, leaving only Jin Jiuling and Zhao Mingyuan standing facing each other with swords.
Looking at Dao Jin Jiuling in front of him, what Zhao Mingyuan thought of was Dongfang Bubai.
After all, both men had used embroidery needles.
Presumably, both of their sword skills are based on speed.
However, when they got their hands on each other, they discovered that they were not the same.
Jin Jiuling is indeed a secretive person with unfathomable martial arts skills.
The swordsmanship's moves are changeable. One moment it's heavier than a thousand pounds, and the next it's as light as a feather.
The swordsmanship is sometimes light and sometimes heavy, sometimes fast and sometimes slow. It's unpredictable and hard to guard against.
However, Zhao Mingyuan's swordsmanship is not inferior, or even better.
When Lu Xiaofeng saw his swordsmanship, she couldn't help but think of Dugu Yihe's comment on Zhao Mingyuan's swordsmanship, saying that he was good at peeking at the flaws in sword moves. Now it seems that this is indeed the case.
No matter how Jin Jiuling's swordsmanship changes, Zhao Mingyuan can easily neutralize his offensive. The sword move struck at the flaw in Jin Jiuling's swordsmanship.
Even though Jin Jiuling's swordsman's sword moves were ever-changing, and the flaws were naturally unpredictable, Zhao Mingyuan could always see through the flaws in his swordsmanship in an instant.
Moreover, others may not be able to see clearly. Lu Xiaofeng discovered that Zhao Mingyuan had almost no internal strength in his sword skills, yet he actually had the upper hand just by relying on his moves.
So far in the fierce battle, the swords of the two men have not touched each other. Zhao Mingyuan would attack the flaw in Jin Jiuling's sword moves. Jin Jiuling would dodge or change his moves to block, and then Zhao Mingyuan would break through them again, and so on.
However, Lu Xiaofeng thought with fear that if Jin Jiuling found out about this situation, he would fight for his life.
After all, Zhao Mingyuan is too young, he looks just twenty years old. No matter how hard he practices, his internal strength cannot be compared to Jin Jiuling.
The more you worry about something, the more likely it will happen.
Jin Jiuling has rich experience in fighting and soon discovered it. But he remained calm and waited for the opportunity.
Until Zhao Mingyuan forced Jin Jiuling back again, Jin Jiuling gathered all his internal strength and stabbed in front of Zhao Mingyuan with all his strength.
This sword has deep internal power and is faster. Zhao Mingyuan felt a faint sting before it even came in front of him.
Jin Jiuling's thrust was simple. The empty door opened in front of him, and Zhao Mingyuan could stab him to death with just one stab of his sword.
It's just that, he wouldn't have time to resist the sword, and both sides would be hurt.
If you dodge, it's too late.
For now, I can only resist with my sword. That would inevitably turn into a competition of internal strength, which would play into Jin Jiuling's hands.
However, this is not exactly what Zhao Mingyuan wants.
I saw a flash of purple energy on Zhao Mingyuan's face, and using his full strength, he raised his sword to strike.
Just hearing a dragon roar, the two swords intersected, one sword was broken and flew out, and the tip of the sword hit Jin Jiuling's chest.
It turned out that the long sword in Jin Jiuling's hand was cut off by Zhao Mingyuan's golden sword, and was controlled to rebound to Jin Jiuling's chest.
Only then did Jin Jiuling realize that Zhao Mingyuan's internal strength was actually superior to his own.
He prides himself on his superior internal strength, so he must defeat himself in terms of internal strength. Telling himself that no one can compare with him, is he taking revenge on himself?
The funny thing is, it turns out that I have been a loser my whole life.
In the end, all he said was "What a sword!"
More than 10,000 words! I didn’t expect that I would do it on New Year’s Eve. It's almost midnight. Happy New Year to everyone in advance!
(End of chapter)
