mtl008 Chapter 130 Do You Want to Take My Sword?
Chapter 130 Do You Want to Take My Sword?
"Yanqing didn't know what Jingliu was planning. He slowly drew his sword, but for some reason, his hands were shaking."
"When he saw that his enemy was not that terrifying woman, but this little brat, his demonic body also stood up."
"If I can't beat her, can I beat you?!"
"Draw your sword! It would be rude to keep you waiting, Senior."
"Yan Qing heard Jing Liu's urging, gritted his teeth, and without hesitation, he unleashed all six flying swords: "Swords follow my heart!"
"You're hesitant and weak. Where's your confidence gone?" Jingliu could tell at a glance that he was feeling unstable.
"What else can I do? I've lost all my confidence after being taught a lesson by you." Sun Quan looked at the pitiful Yan Qing and shook his head, his heart full of sympathy.
He understood, he understood this feeling too well.
When his brother swept across Jiangdong, he couldn't muster up the confidence to face his brother.
But now it’s different, he is very confident!
As long as he takes Hefei again, he will dare to speak loudly when he dreams of his brother at night!
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"Do you think swordsmanship is just a game of winning or losing, future Sword Master?"
"Has Jing Yuan ever taught you how to deal with a Xianzhou person who has fallen into the demonic body? It's no different from facing an ordinary enemy. A single sword pierces their Dangu, severing their life force!"
"Hearing Jingliu's increasingly frantic voice, Yanqing felt increasingly uneasy."
He gritted his teeth and unleashed his ultimate move: "Ten Thousand Swords, Heaven Comes!"
"Six flying swords danced back and forth in the sky, weaving a huge sword net, piercing into the body of the demonic body one after another."
"The demonic body died instantly, but in just a moment, he was resurrected."
"Let me do it." Jingliu raised the sword forged from ice in his hand: "Just like this, the sword is out without return, and a single strike will kill!"
"Another unclear sword. Before Yan Qing could react to what was happening, the demonic body had already fallen to the ground."
"And Jingliu has even put away his sword."
"Only that strike just now was enough to prevent such utter disappointment," Jingliu said calmly.
"Yan Qing's unique skills, which he had practiced for many years, were only barely passable in Jing Liu's eyes."
"With such an evaluation, coupled with the fact that he had never before witnessed such a superb sword technique, the pride and confidence on Yan Qing's face completely disappeared. He simply lowered his head in despair: "I lost."
"What a terrible blow." Wu Cheng'en felt despair just by looking at it.
This feeling is like Yuwen Chengdu claiming to be invincible in the world, and being awarded the gold medal of "the most brave and invincible general in the world" by the emperor, and his strength is unmatched.
As a result... he met Li Xuanba.
"But I think I know how to make a character really powerful. First, blow his enemies to the ground, and then let the protagonist defeat them easily!"
"Well, any enemy in the book can be described like this, such as the 100,000 heavenly soldiers and generals, the Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King Li, the Four Heavenly Kings, the Twenty-Eight Constellations... Lose, and you can lose!"
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"Huh..." Jingliu sighed, "The match isn't over yet, because I haven't yet stabbed the final strike I prepared, and there's no one left on the field... My sword has been unsheathed in vain, a blasphemy against the Emperor Bow Siming's divine will. This is a very ominous sign."
"Cold sweat broke out on Yanqing's forehead, and a sense of oppression far greater than before came over him."
"If the murderous intent was directed at those demonic beings before, he only felt some of the aftermath."
"Now, these murderous intentions are directed at him!"
"The murderous aura around me seemed to become tangible, the air became thick, and every breath seemed to require all my strength!"
"You..." Yan Qing gasped for breath, his heartbeat accelerating wildly. He could only utter one word and nothing else.
"Oh, Jingliu isn't really going to kill Yanqing, is he? He's her disciple's grandson!"
"What's wrong with my disciple? Don't you see that she's not in a good condition now? She might fall into the devil's body again."
"She has really fallen into the body of the devil. Not to mention this disciple whom she just met, even Jing Yuan will be chopped by her if he comes."
"I say, aren't you afraid? The murderous intent emanating from this sky is too terrifying."
"Scared? How could I not be afraid? Can't you see my legs are shaking like sieves right now?"
"Oh my god, I don't want to look at that anymore. This bitch is so annoying!"
"That's not what you said when you saw Jing Liu's beautiful face earlier."
"Then... that brings me back to the topic."
Many people were frightened by Jingliu's increasingly crazy voice.
To be honest, this kind of person who was originally normal but suddenly became crazy and even wanted to draw a sword to kill people... is scary no matter where he is!
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"With your strength, even if you were to encounter a blade, you would be doomed. Rather than facing imminent death, I offer you a more honorable choice—witness my honed sword strike and die as a swordsman. Little brother, will you take my blow?"
""Hahaha……""
"Yanqing's breathing became more and more rapid, and his heartbeat became heavier. He could even feel the sound of his brain beating and the sound of every drop of blood flowing in his body."
"Every one of the 60 trillion cells in his body was screaming—No! No! No! No!!"
"But finally, he took a step forward."
"Even if that fear comes from the depths of my soul, even if I know I'll surely die if I take that sword, even if... even if there are so many reasons."
"But none of those reasons could stop him from taking a step forward, because—as a swordsman, how can one fear death and covet life!"
"A good swordsman!" Gai Nie praised. "As a swordsman, even if you must die, you must never turn your back on the enemy! Although this boy is young, if he can survive today, he will become a great man one day!"
(Gai Nie is a real person. In "Records of the Grand Historian: Biographies of Assassins", it is written that Jing Ke and Gai Nie had a sword fight. As a result, the two had different swordsmanship concepts. Gai Nie glared at Jing Ke, and Jing Ke ran away...)
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"It's incredible, this kid is really incredible." Li Bai put down his wine glass and picked up a pen and paper.
This time, he decided to write a poem for Yanqing.
No matter whether Yan Qing can take that sword or not, no matter whether Yan Qing can survive or not.
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"What a clever kid." Even someone like Lu Bu was impressed.
What would he do if he were faced with this kind of invincible enemy and this kind of death-defying situation?
Will he face it calmly like Yan Qing?
He didn't delve into it, but he could vaguely feel that... he wouldn't.
He will definitely beg for mercy, and he will definitely try every possible way to survive.
Having experienced treasures, fine wine, beauties, and all the good things in the world that power can bring, he is no longer the Lu Bu who could gallop across the battlefields of Bingzhou and fight for a future with his life.