A cold light flashed in Qin Feng's eyes as he faced Qin Jian's arrogance. He rebuked coldly, "Qin Jian, are you having fun?"
"If you have the ability, try and touch a single hair of mine!"
When Qin Jian heard Qin Feng's angry shout, his eyes revealed an arrogant gaze. With a flash, he glared at Qin Feng and shouted angrily, "Do you think I don't dare?"
Qin Jian didn't draw the sword at his waist. In his heart, Qin Feng was just a broken sword that only knew one move. It wasn't a move at all.
Qin Feng, who was so disdainful, wasn't qualified for a Grade 4 Sword Master to use a sword.
With a whoosh, he punched out with a pair of powerful fists, directly smashing towards Qin Feng.
How could Qin Feng just sit and wait for death? He had just broken through to the ninth level of True Qi from the Eye of Sacred Qi and entered the Spirit Qi Realm. He was also a Grade 4 Sword Master.
How could he be afraid of Qin Jian, who had the same cultivation as him, but was only in the True Qi Realm?
There was a loud bang!
When Qin Feng saw Qin Jian punch at him, he was no longer the Sword Slave who held his head with both hands and allowed himself to be beaten and bullied as he pleased.
He had returned to the path of the sword and was a Sword Master with the Sunken Dragon Sword Emperor's sword soul.
Now, he had to take the initiative to attack and deal with all the arrogant people who had once stepped on him.
When Qin Jian punched out, his fist passed through the headwind and airflow. It was as stunning as a bolt of lightning streaking through the darkness. With a loud bang, it met Qin Jian's fists head-on without dodging.
Seeing Qin Feng take the initiative to attack, Qin Jian was even more furious. He shouted angrily, "You're just a mere Sword Slave. Do you have the right to attack? You're not worthy! "
Just as Qin Jian shouted angrily …
"Bang!"
The two men's fists collided in the air, causing a violent tremor.
The moment their fists collided, Qin Jian and Qin Feng were repelled by each other's fist force.
Qin Jian was stunned. After being blasted away by the fist force and retreating more than ten steps, his face turned deathly pale from shock.
Although he saw that Qin Feng had also taken a few steps back, he had only taken one step back, while he himself had taken more than ten steps back.
He thought about how his Sword Dao cultivation was higher than Qin Feng's, but he retreated further than Qin Feng after their fists collided.
This scene was displayed in front of Qin Jian. He, who had been arrogant just now, was deeply shocked. He angrily stared at Qin Feng in surprise and kept muttering to himself in his heart, "What's going on? After our fists collided, I retreated more than ten steps, but he only retreated one step!"
"I'm a fourth-grade Sword Master. Qin Feng only recovered his Sword Soul with the help of a mysterious person. He doesn't even have swordsmanship. How could his Inner Qi be stronger than mine?"
However, even though Qin Jian was surprised that his Inner Qi was stronger than Qin Feng's, how could he be willing to admit defeat in front of Qin Feng, a Sword Slave who had been beaten and humiliated by him for three years?
He knew what it would mean to him if this news spread!
Thinking of this, Qin Jian concealed the panic in his heart. He angrily stared at Qin Feng and silently said to himself, "Humph! Qin Feng, you beat me in Inner Qi, but in swordsmanship, let's see how you can beat me, Qin Jian. "
After being defeated by Qin Feng's Inner Qi, Qin Jian thought of using his specialty, the Qin family's swordsmanship, to deal with Qin Feng.
In his eyes, although Qin Feng had been a Great Sword Master three years ago, he knew that a Sword Master who had lost his Sword Soul and had been beaten for three years.
Even if he still remembered the swordsmanship he had learned before, without a period of cultivation, it was impossible to reach the level of familiarity with the recovered Sword Soul.
Moreover, several times he had seen Qin Feng use a sword, he had not used a decent swordsmanship. He had only used the most basic swordsmanship for a swordsman — the Sword-Drawing Style.
At the same time, because of this Sword-Drawing Style, in the eyes of Qin Jian and all the other swordsmen in Cangzhou City, it was only a basic swordsmanship for an entry-level swordsman.
At this point, Qin Jian thought that although he was slightly inferior to Qin Feng in terms of Inner Qi, in terms of swordsmanship, Qin Feng was not only slightly inferior to him. In his heart, there was a world of difference.
After Qin Jian weighed the pros and cons in his heart, his eyes suddenly burst out a threatening cold light. With a clang, he had already pulled out the long sword at his waist and shouted angrily, "Qin Feng! Weren't you the Great Sword Master who had caused a sensation in Cangzhou City three years ago? Do you dare to compete with me in swordsmanship? "
Seeing that Qin Feng was silent, Qin Jian's momentum became arrogant again. First, he sneered, then he humiliated him.
"What! Could it be that you, Qin Feng, are afraid? A dignified Great Sword Master is actually afraid to use a sword! "
"Qin Feng! I really didn't expect that a Great Sword Master like you would be afraid in front of me, Qin Jian! "
"If you are afraid, then kneel on the ground, kowtow three times, and slap yourself to admit your mistake!"
"Perhaps, seeing that you know your mistake and repent, I will let you live!"
After Qin Jian's words fell, he sneered again and said, "A Great Sword Master doesn't dare to use a sword, doesn't dare to compete with others with swordsmanship. Coward, trash! "
"Just like your drunkard father, he used to be a Kenzō, the head of the Qin family. So what? Today, isn't he still reduced to a coward, reduced to trash that everyone looks down on!"
Facing Qin Jian's arrogance, humiliation, and scolding, Qin Feng's shiny black eyes flashed with a cold light. He glared angrily at Qin Jian. At this time, he walked forward with the Sinking Dragon Sword in his hand and shouted angrily, "Qin Jian, you listen to me. The Qin Feng that you all humiliated, bullied, and beat up previously! He is already dead. "
"Now, Qin Feng will let you know what a coward is, what a trash is."
"Competing in swordsmanship?"
"Today! I, Qin Feng, will let you see what real swordsmanship is! "
Qin Jian was not the slightest bit worried about what swordsmanship Qin Feng was talking about. After Qin Feng's words fell, he sneered again and shouted angrily with disdain, "Is real swordsmanship something that a Sword Slave like you, a Sword Slave with a broken iron sword, can display? Is this your bullsh * t Sword Drawing Technique? "
"Qin Feng! To think that you were a Great Sword Master three years ago. Do you think that this move of yours where you put your sword on the ground can be called a real swordsmanship! "
"Bullsh * t! It's not even a swordsmanship, how can it be called a real swordsmanship! "
Facing Qin Jian's disdain and humiliation, Qin Feng's eyes were cold. He glared at Qin Jian and was about to use the Sword Drawing Technique to attack him.
"Hahahaha!"
Qin Jian sneered again and mocked Qin Feng with disdain. Just as he was about to use the Sword Drawing Technique, he said with a mocking tone, "What, you want to fight?"
"Come on! Show me your bullsh * t Sword Drawing Technique and I, Qin Jian, will let you have three moves! "
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