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Chapter 115

Words:7666Update:22/06/29 04:06:19

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That's right, Ling Ao only used one word to evaluate Søren, idiot!

Even though in the capital, Søren's performance had almost blinded everyone's eyes and made him famous.

Whether it was using a piece of "Fate" to conquer the great cultivators of the Dragon Temple, or shooting blindly with a hundred shots, it could be said to be a miracle.

Moreover, he had escaped from the thousands of troops of Princess Zhi Ning. Søren's various performances could be said to be a genius.

But in Ling Ao's eyes, he was still an idiot, far from being an expert.

What was an expert? He had a strong martial force in his hands and great power in his hands. Other than that, everything else was empty.

For the sake of the so-called family foundation, Søren chose to become enemies with the entire royal family, making a mantis trying to stop a chariot. It looked very tragic, but in fact, he was walking step by step towards destruction.

Therefore, Søren was just an idiot, an idiot not worth mentioning.

At this time, everyone present was waiting for the arrival of the idiot Søren.

Hearing everyone ridiculing Søren or sympathizing with Søren, Ling Ao sneered in his heart.

This person, no matter where he was, would always be able to attract the attention of others and always stand in the center of the stage.

Perhaps others would enjoy the feeling of being in the limelight, but Ling Ao felt that this was no different from a clown. A true expert was feared, not admired. A true expert was low-key.

… ….

Time passed minute by minute, and Gui Qinshao was still sitting quietly on the Sword Discourse Arena.

The sun rose and gradually rose into the sky. It was the end of summer, and it was officially the hot season.

The guests who had been waiting to watch the battle since a long time ago gradually became impatient.

"Why isn't Søren here yet? Could it be that he's afraid to fight? "

"A man's words are like an arrow shot out. Even if his legs are broken today, he should still appear."

"He definitely won't come. That day, he was just showing off. Why would he still come if he knew he would lose?"

As for Gui Qinshao, she was still holding her sword with her eyes closed, sitting on the Sword Discourse Arena and waiting.

But because the weather was too hot, someone went up to cover her with a big umbrella and put an ice basin next to her.

As for Gui Xingfu, he was nowhere to be seen.

Because he was in the Castellan's Mansion receiving a distinguished guest, Princess Zhi Ning.

Zhi Ning had come in secret. Firstly, the nobles and the members of the royal family could not get too close. Secondly, Zhi Ning had to keep things a secret from Søren.

Zhi Ning had obviously lost some weight, and her beautiful face was still pale and bloodless.

Ever since he became enemies with Søren, he had already vomited blood three times.

"City Lord, there's a secret report." Suddenly, a warrior's voice rang out from outside.

Gui Xingfu must not let anyone see Zhi Ning, so he said in a low voice: "Speak, speak outside."

The warrior outside said, "Søren has already disembarked and stepped onto land. He's heading towards Waterfront City. He'll reach the City Lord's mansion in less than four hours."

"Got it." Gui Xingfu said.

Zhi Ning looked at Gui Xingfu and said, "City Lord Gui definitely doesn't care about this battle and feels that Søren is definitely not a match for Gui Qinshao."

Gui Xingfu nodded and said, "I've thought of dozens of possibilities, but there's no way Søren can win."

Zhi Ning said, "I also feel that Søren can't win, but it must be foolproof. Søren is far more cunning than you can imagine. "

Gui Xingfu said, "Princess, what do you mean?"

Zhi Ning said, "The Nine Misfortune Swords tests the meridians the most. If the meridians are broken, this sword technique will be useless."

Gui Xingfu frowned and said, "It's so obvious, it's going to stain my reputation."

Zhi Ning said, "Use hidden force to block the meridians in his arms. Outsiders won't be able to see it. Even if they can see it, they'll think that he forced himself to learn the Nine Misfortune Swords and broke his meridians. "

Gui Xingfu said, "Who should go?"

"Ling Ao." Zhi Ning said.

Gui Xingfu was stunned. Why should Ling Ao go? Any high-ranking warrior would be enough. Ling Ao still has a bright future ahead of him, why should he be stained with this stain?

However, Zhi Ning had already given the order. Gui Xingfu nodded and said, "Yes, then let Ling Ao go."

After hesitating for a while, Gui Xingfu said, "Princess, why don't you just kill him? There should be many opportunities, just send any Dragon Warrior."

Zhi Ning shook her head and said, "I didn't kill him when I could, but now I can't. The only person who could kill him, Suo Hanyi, failed again."

Gui Xingfu was shocked. He was an intelligent person, he knew something he shouldn't know, so he didn't ask any more questions.



Eunuch Li Zhu looked ordinary. No matter how he dressed up, he would not attract attention.

At this moment, he was disguised as a servant of the mayor's residence and stood behind Ling Ao. Similarly, he did not attract anyone's attention.

Then, his voice rang in Ling Ao's ears, and only his ears. "Søren has come ashore, go and rob him. Break the meridians in his arms, don't leave any external wounds, don't let anyone know."

Ling Ao was shocked. Why me? Why do I have to do such a thing, just send any high-ranking warrior. Although he really wanted to kill Søren, this was not the time.

However, he knew that Li Zhu was Zhi Ning's confidant, so this was an order from Zhi Ning.

Nodding his head, Ling Ao didn't say anything. He stood up and left.

On the Sword Discourse Arena, Gui Qinshao saw Ling Ao stand up and leave, and couldn't help but be startled, then immediately waved his hand.

Under countless jealous gazes, Ling Ao walked up the Sword Discourse Arena and came to Gui Qinshao's side.

"My martial arts competition hasn't started yet, why are you leaving?" Gui Qinshao's voice carried a certain closeness and arrogance.

Because of his extremely outstanding talent and appearance, Ling Ao had been in the City Lord's Mansion for a long time after the age of ten, receiving Gui Xingfu's nurturing.

Therefore, Gui Qinshao and Ling Ao could be considered to have grown up together.

After the age of thirteen, Ling Ao and Gui Qinshao entered the Sword Sovereign's tutelage, and then entered the Imperial City Academy one after another.

Because she was too beautiful, arrogant, and had a strong personality, Gui Qinshao's interpersonal relationships couldn't be said to be very good.

Girls were jealous of her beauty, and boys felt inferior in front of her. Therefore, Gui Qinshao didn't have many friends. In the years that she had grown up, Ling Ao was the only person of the same age that she had a close relationship with.

"There's an urgent matter. I have to leave." Ling Ao said.

"Hmph …" Gui Qinshao snorted coldly, turned around, and was extremely arrogant.

Looking at her soul-stirring beautiful face, and the alluring curves of her waist when she turned around, Ling Ao's heart skipped a beat.

He had already seen Gui Qinshao's beauty for nearly ten years, but every time, it was so soul-stirring. This was truly a masterpiece of the Creator.

Every time this happened, Ling Ao's heart would surge with a strong desire to possess.

This woman is mine, every part of her body is mine. Whoever dares to touch a finger of hers, I will kill his entire family.

Søren, even though you haven't touched a single finger of hers, you have used words to take advantage of her, so you're finished.

Then, Ling Ao turned around and left.



After disembarking from the boat and going ashore, Søren and Ye Jingyu urged their horses to gallop towards the Waterfront City Lord Residence.

Once the sun sets and Søren hasn't arrived at the martial arts arena, it would be considered as a loss.

The seaside was about three hundred miles away from Waterfront City. Continuously changing horses at full speed, they could arrive in less than four hours.

At this time, there was still six hours before the sun set, so there was still enough time.

They galloped all the way, passing through villages and small towns, passing through one high-ranking warrior's territory after another.

After passing through the valley in front, Waterfront City was already in sight.

These two mountains were very tall, quiet, and uninhabited. The official road passed through the two mountains.

"Jia …" The intense sound of horse hooves broke the silence of the valley.

Then, suddenly …

Søren and Ye Jingyu pulled the reins, stopping the galloping war horses.

On the road ahead, there was a horse blocking the way. On the horse was a young man with a heroic aura.

This person was the number one elite of the Royal City Academy, the future military commander of the kingdom, the only person of the opposite sex that Gui Qinshao was close to, Ling Ao.

He actually blocked Søren's path.

"Søren, I remember I warned you not to even mention Gui Qinshao's name, because she is mine." Ling Ao said, "A few days ago, you said that you would f * ck her eight times a day."

"Yes." Søren said, "Sometimes eight times, sometimes nine times."

"Idiot, if you want to die, I can't even stop you." Ling Ao said coldly, then jumped off the war horse and walked step by step towards Søren.

Seeing this, Ye Jingyu suddenly pulled out her curved sword, jumped off the war horse, and rushed towards Ling Ao.

Ling Ao was still moving forward step by step, when he crossed paths with Ye Jingyu, the sword in his hand suddenly slashed out.

And the curved sword in Ye Jingyu's hand directly slashed towards his head, without mercy.

"Bang …" A loud sound.

Ye Jingyu's curved sword, slashed on the hilt of Ling Ao's sword.

Suddenly, her delicate body flew out directly, and after a full ten meters, she staggered and fell to the ground.

As for Ling Ao, his body only trembled, not even half a step back.

"Your speed is not bad, but your dragon power is too weak …" Ling Ao said, arrogantly commenting on Ye Jingyu's martial arts.

"Whoosh …" After saying that, his figure was like a flash of lightning, instantly rushed in front of Søren, and the sword in his hand slashed down.

The speed was incomparably fast.

Søren released a strong spiritual power, and locked onto Ling Ao's sword.

Suddenly, everything in front of him, in his perception, became slow, including Ling Ao's sword.

Then, Søren quickly slashed with the sword in his right hand, blocking Ling Ao's sword.

"Dang …" A loud sound.

The warhorse under Søren's body, neighed in pain, spurted blood from its mouth and nose, knelt on its knees, and fell to the ground dead.

And an incomparably powerful dragon power, through the sword in Søren's hand, crazily poured into the tendons of his arm, and frantically tore them apart.

Søren felt incomparable pain, and then lost all feeling. His tendons were instantly torn apart by Ling Ao's incomparably powerful dragon power.

Ling Ao looked at Søren's sword in surprise. He really didn't expect that Søren could actually block his sword.

How fast was his sword? Søren actually blocked it.

However, there was no point in blocking it. Søren's dragon power cultivation was too weak, and his own dragon power was enough to destroy all the tendons of his entire arm.

At this time, Ye Jingyu rushed up from behind like a madman, the curved sword in her hand slashed wildly at Ling Ao's back, using all her dragon power to make a critical hit.

"Swoosh …" Ling Ao's sword behind him was also a critical hit with dragon power.

"Bang …" Ye Jingyu flew out again, and blood spurted out of her small mouth.

She was a high-level warrior, and Ling Ao was also a high-level warrior. However, the gap between high-level warriors was so big. Moreover, Ye Jingyu was biased towards agility and spirit, and her dragon power was weak.

And Leng Ao's dragon power, agility, and spirit were all very high.

Ling Ao did not turn back to look at Ye JingYu. Instead, he walked closer to Sauron and said, "You boasted that you wanted to f * ck my woman. Then I will destroy your thing so that you will never be able to f * ck any other woman in the future."

After saying that, Ling Ao's sword suddenly stabbed towards Søren's crotch.

Søren quickly retreated, holding the sword in his left hand, using all his dragon power and all his spirit power to block Ling Ao's fatal sword.

If the symbol of a man was destroyed and he became a eunuch, then what was the point of life?

"Ling Ao, enough is enough!"

Suddenly, a familiar voice came from the air, it was Sword Venerable Bi Xiao.

Then, the bodies of Søren and Ling Ao seemed to be completely frozen by a huge energy.

Ling Ao was stunned, and his eyebrows twitched. He withdrew his sword, then knelt on both knees and said: "Ling Ao greets Master."

"You have destroyed his tendons and meridians, you can go back and report." Sword Venerable Bi Xiao said: "Enough is enough."

Ling Ao's sword-like eyebrows suddenly raised, expressing the strong dissatisfaction and arrogance in his heart, but he still nodded and said: "Yes, Master."

Then, he directly got up and left, flipped over his horse, and galloped away.

"Idiot, you may not be so lucky next time." After leaving, Ling Ao's voice floated into Søren's ears.



Sword Venerable Bi Xiao said: "This person is one of my disciples, the most outstanding and the most arrogant I have ever seen. It is also because of this arrogance that he attracted the attention of Gui Qinshao. These two people are the same, they have no one in their eyes. "

Søren was not as angry as imagined, he went forward to help Ye Jingyu up, and gently wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth.

"Søren, according to your estimation, when will you be able to kill him?" Sword Venerable Bi Xiao asked.

Søren said: "Probably, next year? Does he have any family, lovers, or people he cares about? "

"No." Sword Venerable Bi Xiao said: "He only cares about one person, and that is Gui Qinshao. He only cares about one thing, and that is power and status. "

"I understand." Søren said.

"Now that the tendons and meridians in your right hand are destroyed, you can't use a sword, what do you plan to do?" Sword Venerable Bi Xiao asked: "Moreover, in everyone's eyes, the broken tendons and meridians are because you forced yourself to learn the Nine Disaster Swords, not because they were destroyed."

The core of the Nine Disaster Swords was the balance of the force field of the tendons and meridians, the perfect coordination between the tendons and the sword essence. Once the tendons and meridians were destroyed, there would be nothing left to talk about, they would not even be able to pick up a sword.

Søren did not answer Sword Venerable Bi Xiao, he carried Ye Jingyu to the back of the horse, then he leaped onto the horse and galloped towards the main city of Linhai.



On the horse's back, Søren massaged Ye Jingyu's chest, helping her circulate her Qi and blood.

"Master, how's your arm?" Ye Jingyu asked.

If it was a normal person, their tendons and meridians would have been destroyed by now. However, because of the existence of Eros, Søren could gradually recover even if his tendons and meridians were destroyed.

However, for at least a few months, he would not be able to hold a sword with his right hand, he would not even be able to lift it.

"I won't be able to lift my right hand for a few months," Søren said.

Ye Jingyu said in pain: "You must have a way, right?"

"I have a little secret that I haven't told you. I'm left-handed," Søren said. "My left hand is even more flexible than my right hand."

He was indeed left-handed since he was young. Later on, his adoptive parents said that being left-handed was not good, so they forced him to correct it. Hence, he ate and wrote with his right hand most of the time.

However, when no one was around, he would secretly use his left hand. Later on, his sister also told him that left-handed children were not weird, they were especially smart.

However, he was sensitive and did not want others to think that he was different, so he still used his right hand in front of others.

Ye Jingyu was overjoyed, she almost cried tears of joy.

However, Søren did not say it out loud. It was useless even if he was left-handed, he could not perform the Nine Disaster Swords.

This was because the Nine Disaster Swords required the entire body to be in perfect condition, it required the absolute balance of the tendons and meridians in the body, and it needed to be perfectly coordinated with the Sword Will.

At this moment, the tendons and meridians in his right hand were completely destroyed, the balance of the tendons and meridians in his body was completely destroyed.

Hence, no matter how flexible his left hand was, it was impossible for him to perform the Nine Disaster Swords, he could not even perform a single move.

He had spent countless efforts and even his life to learn the Nine Disaster Swords, but he could not perform it.

… ….

Inside the Waterfront City Lord's Mansion.

At this time, the sun had already set. Once the sun set and Søren did not arrive, it would be considered as admitting defeat. The guests present had come and gone several times, and at this time, only half of them were left.

"That bastard Søren did not dare to come, he had long escaped."

"This prodigal son, he wasted my entire day."

"This pretty boy only knows how to talk, he deserves to have his territory taken away."

And Gui Qinshao sat on the Sword Discourse Arena, her heart filled with endless anxiety and anger.

She had already waited for a full ten days, just to beat Søren to the ground and then break his legs.

This bastard, this scum, he dared to be so frivolous, he dared to humiliate her.

What sunny days eight times, rainy days nine times, what rainy days sleeping with his wife, she had nothing better to do.

Since she was young, all the men did not even dare to speak loudly in front of her, they did not even dare to raise their eyes, for fear that her beauty would pierce their eyes. And Søren had actually humiliated her again and again.

And these days, those noble ladies who were jealous of her actually kept saying that she was wrong, saying that she was not worthy of Søren, the artistic genius.

This made her even more furious. Gui Qinshao's artistic talent was very poor, so she looked down on art and felt that it was all empty.

She felt that only martial arts was truly powerful. Therefore, she admired the extremely talented and equally arrogant Ling Ao.

Søren, that scum, only knew how to flirt, only knew how to play the zither and paint, nothing else. Now, those ugly women actually said that she was not worthy of Søren?

In today's martial arts competition, he must vent his anger.

In the end, he did not expect that when it came to the martial arts competition, that scum Søren actually retreated and did not dare to come.

Bastard, bastard, if he doesn't come, how am I going to vent my anger, how am I going to break his legs?

Even though Gui Qinshao sat motionless, the anger in her heart was already about to erupt.

And just at this time, the crowd suddenly became restless.

"He's here, he's here, Søren is here …"

Then, they saw Søren riding a horse galloping over with an injured woman on its back.

At this time, Suo Ningbing, who was kneeling in the house and praying, heard the voice outside and immediately heaved a sigh of relief, then quickly ran out.

… ….

After a quarter of an hour, under everyone's gaze, Søren held his sword in his left hand, his right hand hanging down as he walked up the Sword Competition Arena step by step.

At this time, the sun had almost completely set, and only a quarter of the red sun was still hanging in the sky.

Below the Sword Competition Arena, there were hundreds of people. Not only were all the guests that night present, there were also many other people.

Everyone had already stood up with their eyes wide open, waiting for the most disparate battle to occur.

"Søren, what happened to your right hand?" Gui Qinshao asked.

She could not help but ask when she saw Søren holding his sword in his left hand and his right hand hanging down.

"It's nothing." Søren said: "I have a special characteristic, I hit women with my left hand, and hit men with my right."

He did not say that Ling Ao attacked him, nor did he say that Ling Ao had destroyed the tendons in his right hand, and could no longer lift it.

Previously, Zhi Ning had blinded his eyes, and during the archery exam, he had said a lot about it, and even blindly shot with a black cloth.

But now, he did not mention anything about Ling Ao, because Ling Ao was a man, and his rival in love.

Furthermore, even if he said it, people would think that he was framing Ling Ao. People would think that he must have forced himself to learn the Nine Misfortune Swords, so his tendons were broken, and that was a normal thing.

Most importantly, he had to completely accumulate this hatred, and not let go of even a little bit. Any crying, any anger, was a form of weakness.

He was a person who would seek revenge for the smallest grievance, and his revenge must make Ling Ao suffer so much that he would want to die.

Originally, he only wanted to use Gui Qinshao, and after he was done with her, he treated her as a passerby who had disappeared, and had nothing to do with each other.

But now, he had decided that he must conquer this woman completely. It wasn't just physical conquest, but spiritual conquest as well.

There was a saying on Earth, 'Behind every goddess you yearn for, there is a man who has been f * cked to the point of wanting to puke.' And Søren was going to become that man who was f * cked to the point of wanting to puke.

The most ruthless way to take revenge on a man was to take away his dream lover, and f * ck him to his heart's content, under his jealous gaze.

Then, he would destroy his future, and his career. He would turn from a future star with a bright future into a complete failure of sh * t.

Finally, he would be crippled of his martial arts, and he would have nothing left. Let him hide miserably among the beggars, and look up to you to see how glorious it was.

Let him die after squeezing all the pain out of him.



His left hand hit women, and his right hand hit men.

This sentence once again made Gui Qinshao furious. She gritted her teeth and said, "Søren, you're courting death! Bring me a bottle of wine! "

Everyone was shocked. Was she going to drink?

Instantly, a servant quickly brought a bottle of wine. It was a bright red wine, and it was stored in a luxurious porcelain bottle. It was expensive.

Unexpectedly, Gui Qinshao kicked the bottle with her foot, and the bottle fell to the ground. The blood-red wine flowed out like a torrent.

"Søren, before this bottle of wine runs out, the battle will end, and your legs will be broken," Gui Qinshao said coldly, "Remember, it will be very, very painful. Endure it."

Then, Gui Qinshao pulled out her wooden sword, and pointed it at Søren. She said, "Next, I will show you what the Nine Blades of Misfortune is, and what the most beautiful and mysterious sword technique in the world is. This sword technique is not something you can learn just because you want to. The best proof is that the veins in your arms are broken. "

Swoosh …

Then, Gui Qinshao suddenly swung her sword.

Instantly, the devilishly beautiful body turned into a real fairy.

Her first move was an unbelievable miracle.

With one foot on the ground, she held the sword in her right hand and instantly moved in front of Søren.

That's right. She did not move her entire body. She stood on the tip of one foot and directly moved.

This scene was incomparably magnificent and mysterious.

Many people at the scene were stunned. How, how did he do it?

This did not make sense. She did not use her Dragon Power and did not move her body at all. How did she move in an instant?

This was the Nine Blades of Misfortune. It completely used the force from the moment the sword was swung to move the entire body.

If there was a slight mistake, not only would the sword technique collapse, but the veins would also be broken.

Once it was done correctly, the sword technique of the Nine Blades of Misfortune was extremely beautiful and beautiful. It could completely conquer anyone's eyes.

In an instant, Gui Qinshao's sword was in front of Søren. She sneered and asked, "How is it?"

"It's amazing, it's amazing!" Søren said. He did not lie. When Gui Qinshao used the Nine Blades of Misfortune, it could completely conquer the eyes of any man in the world.

"It's too late to know now." Gui Qinshao said coldly, "The Second Blade of Misfortune."

Swoosh swoosh swoosh …

Next, it was completely immersed in Gui Qinshao's performance. It was an incomparably beautiful performance.

The entire Sword Discourse Arena had completely turned into a gorgeous stage.

Gui Qinshao had turned from a stunningly beautiful woman into a sword-wielding witch.

The beauty of the sword technique, the beauty of the woman's form, was released to the extreme.

The people below the stage were completely intoxicated, as if they were not in the human world.

Including the noble women who were jealous of Gui Qinshao, at this time, their eyes were also blurred, completely conquered by her.

They did not expect that in this world, not only art, but even sword techniques could be so beautiful.

Or, this sword technique itself was art.

Everyone was completely stunned. They were completely amazed.

Before this, everyone was only focused on Gui Qinshao's beauty, but they did not expect her sword technique to be so brilliant, so magical.

Then, where was Søren?

Where was Søren, who claimed that he would use the Nine Blades of Misfortune to conquer Gui Qinshao in ten days?

He seemed to be completely stunned, completely stunned, and stood there motionlessly.

He did not counterattack, did not use a single sword.

At this time, even the women who were on Søren's side could not bear to look.

Everyone could see that Søren's defeat was right in front of them, and it was a defeat that he could not fight back.

From the beginning to the end, he did not use a single sword, and had been standing there motionlessly.

The Third Blade of Misfortune.

The Fourth Blade of Misfortune.

The Fifth Blade of Misfortune.

The Sixth Blade of Misfortune.

The Seventh Blade of Misfortune.

Gui Qinshao's gorgeous performance continued to conquer the eyes of everyone present.

As for Søren, he seemed to be completely stunned. He still did not move, and his eyes were fixed on the beautiful figure of Gui Qinshao.

At this time, the bright red wine bottle that Gui Qinshao kicked was about to be emptied. The final time had come.

"The performance is over, and now it's time to kill." Gui Qinshao's eyes turned cold, and she said coldly, "Søren, now I'll let you know the consequences of taking advantage of me. Now I'll let you know that not everyone can learn the Nine Blades of Misfortune."

Then, the most gorgeous scene appeared.

Gui Qinshao used her sword to lightly tap the ground, and with the help of her tendons and veins, she suddenly bounced up.

Clang, clang, clang, clang!

Then, like a dragonfly skimming the water, she tapped the ground with the tip of her sword every three feet.

Using the small elasticity to support her entire body, she floated in the air, and directly flew over. She did not use any dragon power.

Everyone present stood up abruptly when they saw this scene, and they exclaimed in surprise. They didn't dare believe their eyes at all.

She actually flew over just like that.

This was the eighth sword of the Nine Blades of Misfortune, and it … it was so stunning.

In the blink of an eye, Gui Qinshao floated in front of Søren like a fairy.

"Say goodbye to your legs, they're going to hurt!" Gui Qinshao said calmly.

Then, her beautiful eyes suddenly turned cold, and the wooden sword in her hand drew an arc.

This was the eighth and sixth sword of the Nine Blades of Misfortune.

Gui Qinshao had never successfully used it before, but today, she must use it, and use it to end the battle by cutting off Søren's legs.

Ending the battle in the most gorgeous performance was the best ending.

And this was the moment that Søren had been waiting for.

The tendons in the back of his hand were destroyed, so he could not use the Nine Blades of Misfortune.

Therefore, he could only wait for Gui Qinshao to reveal an opening, and the arrogant her would definitely use the eighth and sixth sword of the Nine Blades of Misfortune.

If she forcefully used it, there would be an opening, and once an opening appeared, it would be the time for him to counterattack.

"Swoosh …" Gui Qinshao's wooden sword was like a full moon, and it slashed at Søren.

It was as fast as lightning, and there was no way to avoid it.

In an instant, Søren released his incredibly strong mental strength.

All of Gui Qinshao's movements became extremely slow.

Then, Søren, who had never used his sword before, made his move.

The ninth sword of the Nine Blades of Misfortune, the first sword.

He had learned it before, but he had never succeeded. Originally, he could have defeated Gui Qinshao without using this sword.

However, Gui Qinshao was proud, and so was he. If he wanted to lose, he had to convince Gui Qinshao wholeheartedly.

"Swoosh …" Søren suddenly made his move.

The tip of the sword went straight at the tip of Gui Qinshao's sword.

In an instant, the two weapons collided.

Then, with the help of the momentum, Søren's whole body suddenly floated a few meters into the air.

With the momentum exhausted, he suddenly fell from the air with the sharp sword in his hand.

At this time, the sixth sword of the eighth sword of Gui Qinshao was broken, and she lost her balance. All the tendons in her body were on the verge of collapse and rupture, and she could not control her body at all.

In the air, Søren's wooden sword pointed at her breasts, and he gently flicked it, as if he was lifting a thousand catties with four ounces of weight.

"Swoosh …"

Suddenly, Gui Qinshao's delicate body directly flew more than ten meters out of the arena.

"Thud …"

Then, she fell hard on the ground, making a very crisp sound.

When Søren landed, he pointed the wooden sword at the ground, and his body rotated 180 degrees in the air, landing steadily.

The last drop of red wine dripped from the wine bottle not far away.

The battle was over. Gui Qinshao was instantly killed at the most gorgeous moment!

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