Qin Feng didn't care about the crowd's humiliation as he glared at Jiang Ming and shouted, "Jiang Ming, do you dare or not?!"
"What a joke! Do you think I'm afraid of you?! "
Facing the complacent Jiang Ming and the crowd, Qin Feng's eyes were filled with vigor. Without anyone noticing, a 'kuang dang' sound rang out as he pulled out a long sword from who knows where. The sword tip was dragged along the ground as he stood in front of Jiang Ming.
After glaring at Jiang Ming, the tip of the long sword was propped on the ground, creating dazzling sparks. Jianming sounds could be heard as he rushed towards Jiang Ming.
Seeing this scene, Jiang Ming's eyes were filled with surprise. This was because not only did the crowd not see where Qin Feng pulled out his sword, he also didn't see the scene where Qin Feng pulled out his sword.
With a "xiu" sound, Qin Feng's sword that was propped on the ground suddenly soared up and cut through the sky. Jianming sounds could be heard as the sword flew in all directions, piercing towards Jiang Ming.
Jiang Ming, who was a little surprised, regained his senses at this moment. With a "clang" sound, he pulled out the long sword at his waist and shouted, "Qin Feng, Sword Slave, today let me, a first grade Sword Master, tell you that as a Sword Slave, you are not fit to wield a sword!"
"Is that so!" Qin Ming's eyes were sharp. As soon as he finished speaking, the long sword was like a nail that was nailed into Jiang Ming's scabbard, blocking Jiang Ming from pulling out his sword.
"Jiang Ming! Don't tell me that you, a first grade Sword Master, can't even pull out your own sword? "
Jiang Ming, who was about to pull out his sword, was shaken by the power of Qin Feng's sword. His hands were numb and began to tremble. With a "dang" sound, the long sword that was pulled out fell back into the scabbard in the blink of an eye.
"What a fast technique!"
"Don't tell me that even a first grade Sword Master isn't Qin Feng's opponent!"
The crowd cried out in alarm. The atmosphere became more and more tense. There wasn't even a trace of wind, and everyone's foreheads were dripping with sweat.
"Qin Feng, you, you cheated!"
Jiang Ming's face paled, and his hands trembled. Although he angrily rebuked Qin Feng, he did not dare to move. As a swordsman, Jiang Ming was already a first grade swordsman.
He knew that since Qin Feng had the ability to nail his scabbard without him noticing, he had the ability to kill him in a matter of seconds.
"Is that so?!" Qin Feng shouted angrily. His eyes were like a pair of fireballs as he said, "Very well! Jiang Ming caught the sword! Let me draw the sword! "
Seeing that Qin Feng had given the sword to Jiang Ming, everyone present cried out in surprise. They used their sleeves to wipe the sweat off their foreheads.
There were also people discussing among the crowd. Although their voices were soft, everyone could hear them in the dead silence.
"Is Qin Feng crazy? He actually gave up his weapon to his opponent! "
"Crazy! He's not just crazy, he's arrogant and frivolous! "
"What do you think will happen next?"
"Is there a need to guess? Next, we will continue to wipe his floor! "
Jiang Ming took the sword from Qin Feng's hand. His eyes flashed with an ominous glint, "Qin Feng, you dare to humiliate me like this. I want you dead!"
Xiu! The moment Jiang Ming took the sword, he swung the sword horizontally. The sword trembled as it pierced towards Qin Feng's throat. His face was filled with resentment, and his eyes were filled with murderous intent.
Clang! Qin Feng's figure slightly slanted the moment Jiang Ming's sword pierced towards him. He was only a few millimeters away from the tip of the sword.
Qin Feng, who had just brushed past Jiang Ming's sword, had already pulled out Jiang Ming's sword. A cold glint flashed on the body of the sword, and with a xiu sound, the sword vibrated in the air, releasing an ear-piercing sword cry. The sword seemed to be spinning in his hand as he stabbed towards the astonished Jiang Ming.
Dang! Dang! Qin Feng's spinning sword shook off the sword in Jiang Ming's hand. Xiu! Like a hurricane, the tip of Qin Feng's sword was pressed against Jiang Ming's throat.
Seeing this scene, even though the restaurant was spacious and bright, the tense atmosphere caused everyone's heart to be tightly pressed together.
"This is too inconceivable. Qin Feng actually defeated the first grade Swordmaster Jiang Ming!"
"Could it be that he suddenly recovered his lost sword spirit and became a Great Swordmaster like three years ago?"
"A Sword Slave was beaten for three years, but he became a Great Swordmaster three years ago. How is this possible!"
Everyone didn't dare to talk loudly anymore. They only whispered to each other. Their eyes were filled with awe towards Qin Feng.
Jiang Ming, who was pressed against the tip of Qin Feng's sword, was trembling all over. His eyes were lifeless. In addition to worrying that Qin Feng would kill him, he felt that he had lost all face after being defeated by a Sword Slave in front of everyone.
"Jiang Ming, no, it should be a first grade Swordmaster Jiang Ming. Don't tremble. Be careful that this sword doesn't recognize you and will pierce your throat!"
At this moment, Jiang Ming's forehead was sweating like rain. He was scared by Qin Feng's words to the point that his face was pale. Not only was he unable to control his trembling, but he was also trembling more and more violently. Sweat flowed from his forehead into his eyes. It was hard to tell if it was sweat or tears. "Qin Feng! I admit defeat, I admit defeat. Quickly take off the sword! "
"What! What did you say! I don't think I heard it. Say it a few more times! "Qin Feng deliberately pretended not to hear it. At this time, he let out a long sigh and said," Ai! My stomach really knows when to be hungry. I didn't even eat breakfast. It seems like my hands are trembling from hunger! "
"Don't! Don't! Qin Feng, your hands must not tremble! " Jiang Ming's face was full of fear. His eyes were already covered with sweat and tears as he said, "Qin Feng, I admit defeat. I admit defeat. Quickly take off the sword!"
"What! You admit defeat? Are these words supposed to come out of your mouth? Did I hear wrongly? Didn't you just say that I am only a Sword Slave and am not worthy to compete with you? Why, now you, a first grade Swordmaster, actually admit defeat to a Sword Slave and even beg for mercy! This is not the action of a first grade Swordmaster! "
"Qin Feng! I admit defeat. I really admit defeat. I beg you to take off the sword. I beg you! "
Facing Jiang Ming's pleading and seeing his death-like fear, Qin Feng's eyes flashed with a cold light. He angrily rebuked, "Jiang Ming, you are so forgetful. You still keep on pleading. Don't tell me that you can only say that you admit defeat? Give me nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine taels of silver! "
Hearing Qin Feng take out nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine taels of silver, the one who turned pale with fright was not Jiang Ming, but the shopkeeper of the restaurant. The number one miser in the world, Cai Cai, came again.
"Shopkeeper Cai, quickly, quickly give Qin Feng nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine taels of silver. Quickly!"
Cai Cai was known as the number one miser in the world. When he heard that he had to give Qin Feng nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine taels of silver, how could he be willing? But when he saw Jiang Ming's throat being held by Qin Feng, he instantly hesitated. He knew that Jiang Ming was not only the Jiang Family's Swordmaster, but also his son-in-law's trusted disciple. If he was unwilling to part with the silver and let Jiang Ming lose his life, his son-in-law would definitely resent him. Thinking that his daughter had climbed up the Jiang Family with great difficulty, if he destroyed his daughter's happiness, then the gains would not make up for the losses.
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