What should I give next time?
The exchange between Zhao Jiuyin and Chu Xingyun was as quick as fire, almost ending in an instant.
When the tip of his sword was cut off, Chu Xingyun did not panic. He remained calm as he gently tapped the ground with the tip of his foot and slowly returned to his original position. He raised his head and coldly stared at Zhao Jiuyin.
"Zhao Jiuyin is indeed the number one sword cultivator in Drifting Cloud. His swordsmanship is indeed profound. In just an instant, he had the absolute upper hand and even cut off Chu Xingyun's sword."
"We already expected the result of this battle, but we didn't expect it to end so quickly."
The crowd began to discuss again. These voices caused Wu Teng to reveal a proud expression as he loudly said, "Chu Xingyun, you have lost this battle. Hand over the two million Spiritual Stones."
This voice was mixed with Spiritual Energy. After it left his mouth, it reverberated in the pavilion again and again. Wu Teng's pride and arrogance were evident. He felt that he had finally vented his anger.
"In this battle, whoever is injured first is the loser. Am I injured now?" Chu Xingyun's expression turned cold as he looked at Wu Teng as if he was looking at an idiot.
Wu Teng sneered, "Your sword is already broken. Is there a need to continue this battle?"
In a battle between sword cultivators, victory and defeat was decided in an instant.
Chu Xingyun's sword was already broken. Regardless of the difference between the two, a broken sword was already at a complete disadvantage. If they continued, the result would not change at all.
"Who said that a broken sword can't be used again?"
Chu Xingyun held the broken sword and faced Zhao Jiuyin once again. His voice was like the cold wind at the peak of an ancient snow mountain as he coldly said, "Furthermore, facing such a despicable person, if I retreat, it will be an insult to the title of sword cultivator."
"Hmm?"
Zhao Jiuyin's brows furrowed, but he quickly returned to his original appearance and laughed wildly, "Shameless brat, since you are unwilling to admit defeat, then fine, I will make you accept it wholeheartedly!"
Whoosh!
Zhao Jiuyin took a step forward and the tip of his sword once again transformed into a cold viper. It was filled with a chilling aura as it slashed towards Chu Xingyun.
This sword was even faster, and the angle was even more tricky. It was as if there were more than ten sword edges coming at the same time, all of them locking onto Chu Xingyun's vital points. In the air, there was nothing but sword shadows.
Feeling the killing intent from Zhao Jiuyin's body, Chu Xingyun's eyes narrowed and he took a step forward. The dozen or so vicious swords actually hit empty air, not even touching him.
"How is this possible?" Zhao Jiuyin's eyes widened in shock. His full-powered attack had been dodged by Chu Xingyun just like that?
Without waiting for him to finish speaking, Chu Xingyun instantly appeared beside him. The broken sword swept out, but it was not aimed at Zhao Jiuyin's body, but at the long sword in Zhao Jiuyin's hand.
Crack!
Another crisp sound of metal shattering rang out.
But this time, it was Zhao Jiuyin's long sword that was broken. The tip of the sword flew out, and as soon as it landed on the ground, a blood-red aura was emitted from the tip of the sword, lingering in the air.
"Not good!" Seeing this blood-red aura, Zhao Jiuyin's face turned incomparably pale. Without saying a word, he frantically retreated, as if he had lost his soul.
However, the moment he moved, Chu Xingyun threw out the broken sword in his hand. The tip of the sword pierced through the air, carrying the blood-red aura as it rushed towards Zhao Jiuyin, making it impossible for him to dodge.
Whoosh!
The tip of the sword slashed across Zhao Jiuyin's chest, leaving behind a hideous sword scar. At the same time, the blood-red aura seeped into the sword scar in the blink of an eye.
"Young Master Wu, quickly take out the antidote. I, I don't want to die yet!" As soon as his body landed on the ground, Zhao Jiuyin's expression became deranged as he ran towards Wu Teng like a madman.
But he had only taken two steps when spots of blood began to seep out of the skin all over his body. The spots of blood were purplish black in color, and the moment they appeared, they immediately released a foul stench.
Bang!
Zhao Jiuyin's body fell, his entire body twitching as the spots of blood became thicker and thicker. In just two breaths of time, the life force in his body began to dissipate, and even completely turned into nothingness.
The series of changes in front of their eyes made it difficult for the crowd to regain their senses. However, everyone present was the leader of the forces in the Imperial City, and their minds were extremely sinister. They quickly understood the entire situation.
Obviously, the tip of the sword that Zhao Jiuyin used contained a highly toxic poison.
After Chu Xingyun cut off the tip of the sword, the poison was released, and the sword that Chu Xingyun threw out just happened to be the carrier of the poison. When it cut Zhao Jiuyin, it sent the poison into his body.
However, everyone still felt a wave of shock. This poison was terrifying. Zhao Jiuyin's cultivation was at the seventh level of the Earth Spirit Realm, but after being infected by it, he completely died in just a few breaths of time.
"I never thought that the dignified number one sword cultivator of Flowing Cloud would actually be such a despicable person. Fortunately, I was not infected by this poison, otherwise, I'm afraid that I would also end up like this." Chu Xingyun pretended to be afraid as he resentfully looked at Wu Teng and asked: "Young master Wu, it seems that your judgment of people is still lacking. To actually meet such filthy people one after another, I am really worried for you."
"You …" Wu Teng's body instantly erupted with anger as he stood up angrily.
Seeing this, Chu Xingyun hurriedly waved his hand: "Young master Wu, what I said just now was purely out of concern for you. I did not think that you would harm me. This sword was taken out by Zhao Jiuyin, and the poison was naturally prepared by him. It has nothing to do with you."
"However, a competition is ultimately a competition. Me defeating Zhao Jiuyin is an indisputable fact. If young master Wu is unwilling to admit it, it's fine. You can just go back on your words. After all, you are also one of the victims."
Changing the topic, a casual expression surfaced on Chu Xingyun's face. The corner of his mouth carried a harmless and gentle smile as he smiled at Wu Teng.
"This Wu Teng is really miserable!" When Lin Tianchong heard Chu Xingyun's words, he did not know whether to laugh or cry.
There was no enmity between Zhao Jiuyin and Chu Xingyun, so it was impossible for him to kill him.
Today's competition was instigated by Wu Teng, and Zhao Jiuyin was a subordinate of Wu Teng.
Everyone knew about the enmity between Wu Teng and Chu Xingyun. Anyone with a discerning eye could see that this poison was arranged by Wu Teng. He wanted to use the competition as an excuse to poison Chu Xingyun to death.
However, Chu Xingyun said that this poison had nothing to do with Wu Teng. On one side, he said that Wu Teng was despicable and shameless, and on the other, a filthy person. In reality, he was indirectly scolding Wu Teng, saying that Wu Teng was despicable, shameless, and filthy.
Wu Teng was very clear about this point. His eyes were filled with rage, and he wanted nothing more than to kill Chu Xingyun immediately. However, he had nowhere to vent his anger.
Once he was angry, it was equivalent to telling everyone that everything was his scheme to frame Chu Xingyun.
At that time, he would become a complete joke. He had despicably attacked twice, but in the end, he did not get what he wanted. Instead, he was seen through by Chu Xingyun, and he would lose all face!
Huff huff huff!
Wu Teng panted heavily. He looked at Zhao Jiuyin's corpse, and with a flick of his finger, nailed a storage ring to Chu Xingyun's table. He said coldly, "You win this time, but next time, I won't show any mercy!"
Chu Xingyun picked up the storage ring, glanced at it, and directly kept it. He looked at Wu Teng with a strange gaze and said in a strange voice, "Young Master Wu, that day on Qitian Peak, you seemed to have … said something similar."
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