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“Let’s see what he can do today!” Ling Long put her arms around Xuanji and made up her mind that if Wu Tong dared to use the Five Thunders again, she would charge up and slash his face!

“It’s safer to stay back.” Du Minxing is cautious and doesn’t want to get into trouble. Looking at the children who refused to retreat, he has no choice but to lean forward to protect them, so as to avoid any further injury.

As soon as the horn stopped, Wu Tong cupped his fist towards the elder brother and said calmly, “Please teach me, Brother Yu.”

He changed his weapon today, with a black gold sword pinned to his waist. It was long and thin, pulled out in his hand. The tip of the sword was shining in the sun, and it was indeed a sharp weapon.

With his other hand, he twisted the tip of the sword and gave it a gentle squeeze, and the blade curved in a round arc. As soon as his hand was loosened, it bounced straight and buzzed softly, turning out to be a long, thin, soft sword.

The man opposite, Yu, saw him display this weapon, and his face immediately became somewhat serious. He cupped his fists, his sleeve robe was extended, and in his hands were two short swords – he was also a short swordsman.

When Chu Yinghong saw them salute each other, she said in a loud voice, “Listen to my order – Begin!”

The two opposing shadows immediately flashed and twisted together in the blink of an eye like lightning and fire. Wu Tong’s sword was pushed up against Yu’s chest, but it was smashed by his two daggers, nailed in the middle, and couldn’t be pulled out in a hurry.

“His brother is more powerful.” Zhong Minyan was delighted to see Wu Tong’s moves were weak and he was outclassed right from the start. “He will lose this time!”

Before he could finish his sentence, he only heard two tooth-cracking sounds on the scene, and Wu Tong’s black-gold Sword actually drew back from the two short swords. He did not dare to attack again, retracted his sword and returned to his defense. Unexpectedly, Yu Jianhao was faster than him, and his feet sank. When he turned around, there was an “upside down willow” move. The short saber’s rays of light were drawn across his chest, and if he had been slower, he would have been mortally wounded.

“Good!” Ling Long was the first to scream.

I saw Wutong staggering a few steps awkwardly, and finally stood firm, raised his hand to touch his chest. His clothes were ripped open and there was still a little blood left. He sneered, wiped the blood off his body, and said, “Brother Yu’s sword is so fast, he actually wants to kill me!

Yu Jianhao smiled and said, “Swords have no eyes in the arena. Junior Brother should be careful.”

Wu Tong knew in his heart that his kicks and swordsmanship were not as good as others’.He started halfway through in the Dianjing Valley. He had no such foundation since he was a child, so he often lags behind. If he hadn’t been protected by immortal magic, he wouldn’t have been able to win Elder Jiang’s favor.

Last time, when he was competing with a disciple of the Shaoyang Sect, he used the Five Thunders Technique in a moment of impatience, but to everyone’s dismay, he made a new law forbidding the use of such magic. At this moment, tens of thousands of pairs of eyes are watching his every move, and most of them must be hoping that he will lose and get hurt by the sword of his opponent.

Thinking of this, his heart was ruthless, not to speak, but only changed his moves. The soft sword in his hand curved like a snake and swung out.

This was not the kung fu of the Dianjing Valley! But the sword, like a living creature, was going up and down, left and right, and he couldn’t figure out where to make a move.

Yu Jianhao was hesitant, and his movement froze for a moment. When Wu Tong had the chance, he twisted his waist, and the sword brushed his face and stabbed out! Yu Jianhao was taken aback and jumped backwards, taking several steps backwards, until he hit the railing of the ring.

Only then did he stop. He raised his hand and wiped it on his cheek – his hand was covered in blood. Had he not missed the point of his sword, he would have plucked out his own eyeballs.

He couldn’t help but be terrified. It was true what the Master had said about Wu Tong’s treacherous ways, that he was the only one who could not do right by others and would never allow anyone to owe him a penny. The kung fu he used was not that of the Eye-Pointing Valley, and his killing moves were bizarre, and he didn’t know where he had learned it.

Now he said, “Brother! This is a formal fight. How can we use other martial arts? Besides…!” What’s more, the Upside Down Willow move that he used just now was not even half as strong as this move used against him, and that one would not hurt him seriously. But this was cruel, and while the sword didn’t slash out his eyeballs, but opened a very deep hole in his face, blood flowed over his face, and it was painful.

But Wu Tong laughed coldly and used the same words as he had used earlier: “In a tournament, swords have no eyes, brother should be careful.”

Yu Jianhao’s face paled, and he said sternly, “I gave you a concession, but you did not honor it! Well, let’s see who’s faster with a sword!”

His figure changed, but he was like a crane with wings spread out. The short swords in his hands seemed to turn into thousands of swords in an instant, and no one could tell if they were real or not.

Wu Tong did not give in and fought with him.

The two shadows are on the verge of retreating, but suddenly they are entangled in a struggle. One of them is a kung fu master from theDianjing Valley, unrestrained and comfortable; the other one is a layman’s kung fu master from a different school, strange and nimble.

Linglong only saw the black light of Wu Tong’s sword, as if black plum blossoms were blooming around him. She couldn’t tell who was winning or losing. “The one named Yu! Come on, come on! It’s a shame to lose to your brother.”

The two people who were fighting could not hear what she was shouting, for if they were distracted, they would be killed.

When the Shaoyang disciples in the audience heard her shout, they all followed her example and shouted, “Yu! It’s a shame to lose to your brother.”

“Brother Yu, don’t lose to him!”

“Put this treacherous disciple to the sword!”

When they roared, some of the other sects also roared. Most of the people were cheering for their elder brother, and a few others were also cheering for him. For a time, the court was all cheering for Yu Jianhao. It was not easy for the heads of various sects to stop them, they had to secretly shake their head.

The two men who were fighting suddenly separated. Wutong somersaulted twice, and suddenly several sheets of black paper were thrown out of his sleeves.

With sharp eyes, Ling Long was shocked and shouted, “Hide! He’s going to use the Five Thunders again!”

After saying so, she grabbed Xuanji, rolled down the boulder, and crouched down there without moving.

Du Minxing, unable to stop laughing, pulled them up. “It’s not the Five Thunders Technique, look!”

He pointed to the ring and Ling Long peeked out with trepidation, but the spells turned into water arrows and fire dragons.

“Ah! Five Elements! He can release water and fire at the same time!” Ling Long stared in amazement.

Du Minxing nodded and said, “It’s true . . . and his kung fu doesn’t seem to be perfected. He is not from the Diianjing Valley, but rather looks like a disciple who joined the school halfway through the year and learned all these miscellaneous skills somewhere before.”

While they were talking, Yu Jianhao was in an awkward predicament, trying to avoid Immortal magic.

He is not yet old enough to learn the magic spells, and he only knows some rudimentary summoning techniques, how can he deal with a powerful Water and Fire Dragon like Wu Tong? Ordinary weapon moves were like tofu in front of them. The short swords in his hands were broken and burnt apart, and he could no longer use them.

He dodged the water arrows and ducked into the corner of the ring, shouting at the top of his lungs, “u Tong! That’s a foul! These spells are not to be used in a contest!”

The fire dragon waved its head and tail in mid-air and was immediately summoned to pounce on the unarmed Yu Jianhao with a roar.

If he was hit by it, Yu Jianhao would either die or be half dead. As a result, Chu Yinghong was about to lend a helping hand to stop this out-of-the-ordinary match.

But before she could move, the fire dragon scattered itself on top of Yu Jianhao’s head.

Wu Tong drops his spell-twisting hand and makes a sword move, and without pausing, he stabs at the stunned Yu Jianhao.

“Foul! He’s breaking the rules!” A clear cry came from the audience.

He was so shocked that he turned around and saw Ling Long again, arms akimbo, yelling fiercely, “He’s breaking the rules! He should lose this game! That’s despicable!”

He hates the Shaoyang gang to the core, and has yet to settle the score with them for causing him to be hung upside down from a tree and making a fool of himself.

At this point, he stepped forward, as if he had stumbled, and with a flick of his sword, he stabbed straight at Linglong!

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