"Humph!" Dojo Master Yue snorted and left, ignoring Lin Tianyu. Behind Lin Tianyu stood the militia and Huang Feihong. He couldn't afford to offend them, so he had to hide. Now, he felt that inviting Lin Tianyu was a mistake.
Lin Tianyu nodded at Yan Zhendong. He found a good spot and was surprised to see Liang Kuan. Liang Kuan looked at Lin Tianyu and nodded awkwardly without saying anything. Lin Tianyu nodded and ignored him, waiting for the competition to begin.
Lin Tianyu raised his head and looked at the gloomy weather. He couldn't help but smile in satisfaction. It was fortunate that he had brought an umbrella with him.
"You northerner, how dare you show off in front of my Yue Clan's Knife Sect. My disciple chased you away, but you injured my disciple.”It was almost time, and the people who should be here had arrived. Head Yue walked forward and stood in front of Yan Zhendong.
Lin Tianyu couldn't help but twitch his lips. Stop pretending. Yan Zhendong's name was clearly written on the invitation card. Why was he still asking for his name?
"Yan Zhendong!" Yan Zhendong looked at Dojo Master Yue and said calmly.
"Our Yue Clan's Seven Paths Saber Technique has been used in all nineteen provinces. This time, I'll be the host and let you have three moves first!”The Yue Clan Dojo Master held his saber horizontally in front of him. He didn't unsheathe his saber. His eyes narrowed slightly, and the pretentious aura of an expert assaulted his senses. The disciples of the Yue Clan Dojo behind him couldn't help but cheer.
"Thank you for letting me win!" Yan Zhendong knew that this duel could not be avoided, and he did not want to lose his reputation. He cupped his fists and said indifferently.
Dojo Master Yue looked like an expert as he waited for Yan Zhendong to attack. Yan Zhendong did not hold back after hearing his bragging. With a loud shout, he arrived in front of Dojo Master Yue in a few steps. His legs bounced up like springs and kicked toward Dojo Master Yue.
Liang Kuan was watching the two of them from a distance. Their movements were extremely fast, making Liang Kuan dazzled. No one knew what he was thinking.
Lin Tianyu could not help but nod his head. Yan Zhendong and Dojo Master Yue had a huge advantage when they started the competition. Yan Zhendong should be stronger than him, and Lin Tianyu should not be able to defeat him.
Yan Zhendong and Head Yue had only exchanged a few blows when Yan Zhendong flipped over in the middle of the field. His legs went up, and he kicked Head Yue's chin hard. Head Yue spat out a mouthful of blood, and his body fell backward. He only managed to stop after retreating five or six meters.
"Second move!" Yan Zhendong extended two fingers and gestured lightly. Then, he charged towards Dojo Master Yue.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Head Yue, who had been beaten until he vomited blood, faced Yan Zhendong's attack. He was already good at saber techniques, so he did not draw his saber. However, he did not even have the strength to retaliate. Facing Yan Zhendong's fierce attack, Head Yue barely resisted a few times. Yan Zhendong's leg flew up and landed heavily on his chest. Head Yue was sent flying backward. Yan Zhendong took two steps forward and caught up with Head Yue, who was retreating. He gave a fierce kick. Head Yue was kicked in the chest by Yan Zhendong again and was sent flying.
" Bang!" Dojo Master Yue, who was kicked away, crashed into the pile of firewood. He knocked over the firewood and flew out from the other side of the fire. After landing on the ground, he spat out another mouthful of blood.
After two moves, Dojo Master Yue was already badly injured. According to his words, there was still one move that he would not fight back.
Dojo Master Yue's eyes were filled with unwillingness and viciousness. He did not care about the fact that he had said that he would give in three moves. He drew the knife in his hand with a whoosh and glared fiercely at Yan Zhendong who was walking over.
Yan Zhendong looked at Dojo Master Yue, who had pulled out his long saber. His face was filled with hatred, and there was still blood on the corner of his mouth. He said indifferently,"Master Yue, if you draw your saber before three moves are up, I'm afraid you'll die if you continue fighting. Humph!" After saying that, he snorted disdainfully and turned to leave.
Lin Tianyu couldn't help but shake his head. Obviously, the two of them were not on the same level. If they continued to fight, Dojo Master Yue would be asking for humiliation. He might even be courting death.
Head Yue looked at Yan Zhendong, who had turned around and left. He could not accept defeat. Losing to an outsider who was not famous would be a devastating blow to his dojo. His eyes were filled with killing intent. He took advantage of the moment when Yan Zhendong turned around and left with his back to him to rush towards Yan Zhendong. He waved the long knife in his hand and swept it across the ground a few times. A few wooden sticks that had been knocked to the ground by him were swept towards Yan Zhendong.
Yan Zhendong heard the sound of wind behind him and saw the wooden stick that was burning with fire coming towards him. He quickly used his hands and arms to open it.
While Yan Zhendong was opening the fire stick, Hall Master Yue took the opportunity to step forward. While Yan Zhendong was opening the fire stick with his hand and the gap was wide open, the blade flashed.”It slashed across Yan Zhendong's chest.
After slashing at Yan Zhendong's chest, School Head Yue thought that he would be able to severely injure Yan Zhendong. He raised his long saber and looked at Yan Zhendong, who was standing still with his back facing him. A bloodthirsty smile appeared on his face.
Lin Tianyu looked at the situation in the arena and could not help but shake his head. If Dojo Master Yue had stopped just now, he could have kept his life. But now, this guy was dead.
"Phew!" Suddenly, Yan Zhendong, who had his back facing Headmaster Yue, turned around and spread his arms. He let out a long breath and looked at Headmaster Yue."Plotting against me?"
Looking at Dojo Master Yue, his eyes were filled with anger and disdain. In his opinion, this kind of behavior was simply an insult to the name of a martial artist. The killing intent in his eyes soared.
"What?" The smile on Dojo Master Yue's face froze. He looked at the spot where Yan Zhendong had been slashed. His clothes were torn, and his skin was smooth. There was not even a knife mark left.
"Ya!" Dojo Master Yue had a bad premonition. He shouted and brandished his long saber. Seven Yue Clan bladesmanship techniques were unleashed like a storm, slashing towards Yan Zhendong.
Yan Zhendong dodged a few slashes, and then Dojo Master Yue used his saber as a sword. With a flash of saber light, he stabbed at Yan Zhendong at high speed.
"Pa!" Yan Zhendong put his hands together and caught the knife that was coming at him.
Headmaster Yue immediately leaped up and stepped on Yan Zhendong. He exerted all his strength and pulled out the knife that was held in Yan Zhendong's hands. He landed on the ground and continued to slash at Yan Zhendong.
However, he did not expect Yan Zhendong to kick his knife-wielding hand. With a flash of his body, he appeared behind him and grabbed his fluttering braids.
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