Chapter 2027
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"There's no harm in telling you!" After Zang Jian thought for a moment, he said, "But are you sure you want to know?"
Many people did not understand what he meant, but they noticed that Bo Honglie was struggling. The black mole on his right cheek was trembling.
"I'm sure, I want to know!" A look of struggle flashed across Bo Honglie's eyes as he said with certainty.
"To him, a sword is a saber, and a saber is a sword. Everything in the world can be a sword, and everything can be a saber!" In the end, Zang Jian said with extreme admiration, "His sword has cut off the shackles. To give a simple example, sabers and swords. In his eyes, you've solidified and distinguished sabers and swords!"
Chu Yang looked at Zang Jian in surprise. He was a little shocked. He had once told Xiao Qiuyu about this point of view, but Zang Jian repeated it completely. Zang Jian's swordsmanship was truly shocking!
"It seems that I'm right!" Zang Jian faced Chu Yang's gaze, and countless sword lights burst out from his eyes. "When will we fight?"
Zang Jian directly requested to fight. Everyone could feel his excitement and urgency, and they were surprised and shocked.
Chu Yang hated warmongers like Zang Jian, who was a fanatic for swordsmanship, but he had no choice but to maintain his image. He could only say, "Haven't we already fought?"
Zang Jian shook violently. With a rumble, a sword Qi soared into the sky and formed a divine sword. It burst out with an extremely dazzling sword light, making it impossible for people to open their eyes. At this moment, they lost all their senses as if their five senses and six senses had been cut off.
Fortunately, it did not take long. People returned to normal, and Zang Jian also returned to normal.
"We have indeed fought, and I lost!"
Too many people did not understand this sentence that came out of nowhere. However, Zang Jian did not explain, and he would not explain either.
"As expected, I shouldn't have known the answer, and I shouldn't have asked!" Bo Honglie's voice pulled everyone's attention back to the arena. His regret was obvious, and many people understood what he meant.
If he hadn't asked Bo Honglie, he wouldn't have known how amazing Chu Yang was, and his confidence wouldn't have been shaken.
At this moment, he was already in the arena. No matter how outstanding Chu Yang was, it was no longer important. What was important was that he had absolute confidence and the belief that he could win every battle. However, he had made an extremely wrong choice.
"Fortunately, I still have room to make mistakes!" Bo Honglie did not bother to hide the murderous intent in his eyes. His tone was as cold as ice.
He looked at Chu Yang and said, "You look like you're only in the first tier of the Transcendence Realm, but you're actually in the third tier of the Transcendence Realm. The limit of your combat power is the Dead Spirit Realm. Am I right?"
Chu Yang's heart trembled. In the end, someone had seen through him.
If one often walks by the river, how can one's shoes not get wet?
Although he tried his best to hide it, there were too many smart people in the world. When he appeared in front of people at high frequency, it was enough for them to observe him and make the right judgment.
Fortunately, he had obtained the Dragon Saint's origin, and his cultivation had increased again. His current cultivation level could be said to be in the sixth tier of the Transcendence Realm. However, such an increase should not be enough for him to deal with a Life Realm martial artist.
"You seem to be a little shaken?" Bo Honglie smiled. His smile was brilliant. He felt as if all the pressure in his heart had been completely released at that moment. He felt extremely relaxed, even a little playful.
"Congratulations, you got part of it right!" Chu Yang was still calm. "But is this enough to make you feel at ease?"
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