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Chapter 46

Words:1797Update:22/06/21 04:25:44

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Everyone thought that Xiao Chen was about to lose, but at this moment, Xiao Chen suddenly stabbed out with his sword, instantly reversing the situation.

It was an exquisite sword strike. It was this sword strike that allowed him, who was already in a losing situation, to completely reverse the situation.

"This …" Looking at Xiao Chen's sword, the elder of the East Sword Pavilion, who had been sighing unwillingly earlier, suddenly changed his expression. His eyes were filled with disbelief.

No one would have thought that Xiao Chen would be able to stab out with his sword in such a situation. Even Cang Xuan and the other big shots of the older generation were full of praise for Xiao Chen's sword strike.

"Chen Ling, it's not that I'm careless, but you're too impatient …" Xiao Chen laughed softly as he stabbed out with his sword.

The opening in his left shoulder was something that Xiao Chen had purposely done for Chen Ling, and Chen Ling had indeed fallen for it. Now that the two of them had attacked one after the other, the result was not difficult to determine.

Chen Ling's target was Xiao Chen's left shoulder, while Xiao Chen's target was Chen Ling's heart. As such, the final result could only be that Xiao Chen would be seriously injured, while Chen Ling would fall.

Exchanging injury for life, the result was already very obvious. Chen Ling was one step behind and lost this match.

Both of them stopped at the same time. They were very clear about the final result. The blade was only an inch away from Xiao Chen's shoulder, while the sword was also only an inch away from Chen Ling's heart. If the swords in their hands moved forward by even a little bit, it would be enough to hit each other.

Maintaining this position, Chen Ling looked bitterly at Xiao Chen, then took the initiative to sheathe his sword and shook his head helplessly.

"I fell into your trap …"

"It's you who was too impatient." Hearing Chen Ling's words, Xiao Chen put away the Qingyun Sword and replied with a smile.

"Sigh, I should've known. How could a person like you reveal any flaws in front of your opponent? I've lost this battle and I'm sincerely convinced …" Chen Ling didn't try to defend himself. A loss was a loss and this was something that he, Chen Ling, could still accept.

Not arrogant in victory, not discouraged in defeat. This was the state of mind that a Hidden Dragon should have. If he couldn't even accept a defeat, then he didn't deserve the title of Hidden Dragon.

The outcome of the battle had been decided. After that, the two of them walked down from the martial arts stage. Facing such an outcome, the people of the Eastern Sword Pavilion felt as if they were in a dream. Who would have thought that the battle that they were certain to lose would actually be won?

In the same realm, Xiao Chen had defeated the Blood Devil Hall's Hidden Dragon Chen Ling. This was something that the Eastern Sword Pavilion didn't even dare to imagine.

Everyone's gaze towards Xiao Chen had changed. If it was said that there were still people who doubted Xiao Chen's potential as a Hidden Dragon, then now, Xiao Chen had undoubtedly used this victory to prove his identity as a Hidden Dragon.

To be able to defeat Chen Ling in the same realm, even though it was a narrow victory, it still couldn't cover Xiao Chen's brilliance. If Xiao Chen wasn't worthy of being a Hidden Dragon, then who else was?

He walked slowly towards Cang Xuan, bowed to him, and said with a smile. "Master, fortunately, I didn't disappoint you …"

Hearing these words, Cang Xuan looked at Xiao Chen with incomparable gratification and nodded repeatedly. "Good, very good …"

Cang Xuan didn't know how to express his feelings anymore and could only nod repeatedly.

The Eastern Sword Pavilion had obtained victory in the first battle, which was extremely advantageous for the next two battles. Compared to the Eastern Sword Pavilion's side, the remaining two disciples of the Blood Devil Hall were under immense pressure because as long as they lost another battle, it would mean that they had failed in this battle for the spirit vein.

The second battle was between Qi Yan and an inner disciple of the Blood Devil Hall. Both of their cultivations were at the Mystic Eon Perfect Stage. As soon as the battle began, both of them were evenly matched.

On the Blood Devil Hall's side, there was also a female disciple named Hong Ting. Moreover, she seemed to be very familiar with Qi Yan. Of course, there wasn't much difference in their ages and they had always been competitors, so they were extremely familiar with each other.

"Is there a need to work so hard? Even if you defeat me, you still have no chance of winning the next battle. This time, it's my Senior Brother who's taking part. As for your Blood Devil Hall's side, Blood Hand isn't here … "

In the midst of the fierce battle, Qi Yan sneered.

The Blood Hand that Qi Yan mentioned was the number one core disciple of the Blood Devil Hall. Since Blood Hand wasn't here today, the core disciple representing the Blood Devil Hall obviously wouldn't be a match for Qin Heng because Qin Heng's strength was comparable to Blood Hand.

Hearing Qi Yan's words, Hong Ting's face turned ugly. "Bitch, stop talking nonsense. I don't care about the others. I just want to win against you …"

"Slutty fox, do you think I'm afraid of you?" Hearing Hong Ting's words, Qi Yan was instantly enraged and the battle between the two became even more intense.

As the saying goes, if there was a grudge between women, it wouldn't be any weaker than a man's. Just like Qi Yan and Hong Ting right now, both of them seemed to be fighting to the death as if they had a vendetta against each other.

An intense battle broke out, and in the end, both women suffered heavy injuries. It could be seen that the strength of the two women was very close, and it was basically impossible to determine the winner. Moreover, their battle was not like Xiao Chen and Chen Ling, who were completely fighting to the death.

Crazy women were the most terrifying. Xiao Chen had long experienced this. Looking at Qi Yan and Hong Ting on the stage, Xiao Chen said with a bitter smile. "Master, why don't we consider it a draw? If this continues, there will definitely be no result."

He suggested to Cang Xuan to stop the battle. If this continued, the two women would be crippled even if they didn't die.

Hearing Xiao Chen's words, Cang Xuan looked at the Blood Devil Hall's second hall master. Seeing this, the second hall master exhorted for a moment before nodding gloomily.

Although Qi Yan and Hong Ting didn't have the talent of a hidden dragon, they were still rare top geniuses. Neither the Blood Devil Hall nor the East Sword Pavilion could afford to lose them. Therefore, unless there was no other choice, Cang Xuan and the second hall master naturally couldn't watch the two women die here.

After reaching a consensus, Cang Xuan and the second hall master took action at the same time and forcefully separated the two women who had already gone crazy. Although they were stopped by their respective masters, the two women still had no intention of stopping. No one was at a disadvantage and they opened their mouths to curse at each other.

"Bitch, come again if you dare …"

"Come on, you slutty fox. Do you think I'm afraid of you?"

They had almost lost their minds. Looking at the two women's appearance, Xiao Chen and Chen Ling smiled helplessly. Among them, Xiao Chen didn't know about the conflict between Qi Yan and Hong Ting, but Chen Ling was very clear about it.

The two women entered the Blood Devil Hall and the East Sword Pavilion in the same year. Moreover, it was said that their families were in the same city. It could be said that the two women were competitors since young. No matter if it was for their families or for themselves, as long as the two women met, they would definitely fight to the death.

In Chen Ling's opinion, after fighting for so many years, perhaps even the two women didn't know why they were fighting. It had almost become an instinct.

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