Chu Yuan stood up and waved his hand. He smiled and said,"Thank you for your support, then I'll respectfully accept it.”
"Alright, I accept Chu Nanxue's challenge.”He had a righteous look.
The disciples carried the chairs and went upstairs in an orderly manner.
At night, there were a few stars.
Qin Ji sat next to Chu Nanxue. The fragrance wafted into Chu Nanxue's nose, and she felt a little light-headed. This little girl had just finished showering, and she was already here.
Brother Nanxue, are you confident?" She stared at Chu Nanxue with her big watery eyes.
Chu Nanxue waved her sword," I want my sword to drink his blood."”
At dawn, the rain fell. The disciples 'clothes were all wet. Chu Nanxue and Chu Yuan stood facing each other on the wide arena.
"Let the duel begin!" Chu Yu shouted.
Chu Yuan's tiger fist was like a rock, blasting through the air as it struck Chu Nanxue's chest. Chu Nanxue dodged and slashed Chu Yuan's arm with her sword. His blood-red clothes were torn apart, but his flesh was not hurt.
Chu Yuan's gaze was cold. With his sword in hand, he jumped into the air and mercilessly hacked down at Chu Nanxue's head.
Chu Nanxue went behind Chu Yuan and kicked him to the ground.
Like a fish, Chu Yuan slid for a distance before leaping up and turning around. His sword left his hand and shot towards Chu Nanxue's throat. Chu Nanxue used her sword to block, but the opponent's sword fell to the ground. She kicked far away and spun in the air.
Two black darts flew towards her, but Chu Nanxue blocked them with her sword. Ding, ding. The darts flew back into Chu Yuan's sleeve.
Chu Yuan's blood-red battle robe was raised, and Stage Nine Dao Power surged out. Like an arrow, he shot towards Chu Nanxue.
Chu Nanxue 'floated' in the air, her black robes as black as ink. Her feet crossed each other in the air as she brandished her sword in the form of thousands of raindrops, each of which was incomparably sharp.
Chu Yuan's power of entering the path shattered the remnant rain. He straightened his body and used his tiger fist to hit Chu Nanxue's chin. Chu Nanxue's chin lifted slightly, and she flipped in the air before landing lightly on the ground. She bent her body and stabbed Chu Yuan.
Just as it was about to hit Chu Yuan, the sword suddenly turned around and he was knocked to the ground.
"Hahahaha, Chu Nanxue, you didn't expect this, did you? " I've broken through. Haha, I've broken through. I've reached Dao Initiation Stage Two. The heavens want me to kill you."”
Chu Yuan's long hair was disheveled. He looked like a demon from hell. Chu Dongsheng did not recognize him.
Holding the sword in his hand, a layer of white light shot towards the sky. The sky split apart the purple lightning. The purple lightning wrapped around the sword and shot towards Chu Nanxue.
Chu Nanxue raised her sword to block, but her sword was sent flying." Pu," her internal organs shook, and she spat out a mouthful of blood. She was half-squatting on the ground.
Chu Yuan flew over and slashed Chu Nanxue's head with his sword.
Since he had not used the first stance of the Death Swordsmanship, Chu Nanxue gathered all his strength in his sword and suddenly leaped up. The first stance of the Death Swordsmanship, Flesh Break.'
The sword Qi engulfed Chu Yuan. Chu Yuan stopped. His ferocious eyes were unfocused, filled with fear and shock. His body went limp and he collapsed to the ground.
It was completely silent below the arena.
Chu Nanxue left the arena. Chu Yuan opened his eyes and pounced towards her. Chu Nanxue ran away. No one saw how she ran. She covered Chu Yuan's mouth with one hand and placed her sword on his neck. With just a light cut, Chu Yuan would die.
Chu Nanxue didn't cut him. She turned Chu Yuan around and stabbed him in his dantian. After a few turns, the power of entering the path inside quickly dissipated, leaving nothing behind.
With the blade pointed upwards, a thin layer of flesh was cut open, and the spiritual energy inside quickly dissipated. "The best punishment for an enemy is not to kill him, but to make him wish he was dead.”
Chu Nanxue's left fist concentrated the power of the ninth stage, and a wave-shaped force floated on her fist. Her eyes darkened, and she punched at Chu Yuan's stomach. The sword that pierced through his body was shaken out, and Chu Yuan fell into the disciple's arms.
The surrounding disciples quickly dispersed.
"Ah!" The disciple holding the bloody man screamed and instinctively threw Chu Yuan away. Chu Yuan fell on the stone floor with a bang, splashing a large amount of water. The water immediately turned red.
"If you hurt my grandson, I'll kill you!" Chu Dongsheng flew onto the stage like a javelin. The power of entering the path in his body skyrocketed, and a layer of purple light surrounded his body.
"Old man, there are no rules in a life and death duel. Chu Yuan had agreed in front of his disciples. What was an old man like him doing here? You've lost all your face." Chu Yang was also flying in the arena. He was dressed in a long gray robe. As soon as he stood on the stage, Chu Dongsheng felt a huge pressure. He was old. If he was as young as Chu Yang, he might still be able to compete with him. But now, he absolutely did not have the capital to compete with him.
"My son will not let you off." Chu Dongsheng said with grief and indignation.
Chu Dongsheng was half-kneeling beside Chu Yuan. His blood-red battle robe was soaked in water and merged with his blood. His face was pale and his eyes were tightly shut." Grandson, how are you? Don't scare Grandpa."
The disciple who threw Chu Yuan did not run away. He stood there trembling.
Chu Dongsheng raised his head and looked at the trembling disciple. His dark eyes seemed to have turned purple.
A slap landed on the disciple's face, like a firecracker exploding.
The trembling disciple spun a few rounds on the spot and fell to the ground.
Chu Dongsheng clenched his right fist and punched his stomach. The disciple's body trembled a few times and remained motionless.
Chu Kuang placed two fingers under the disciple's nose and rushed into the medical hall.
Tears streamed down Chu Dongsheng's face, and his white hair danced in the wind. He suddenly looked much older. He hugged Chu Yuan's face and leaned against it as he staggered to the clinic.
The doctor took his pulse and shook his head. He felt endless regret and sighed. The life of a top disciple in the clan was ruined just like that.
"His dantian couldn't accumulate Dao power, and his spirit meridians were also cut by the sword. The person who injured him deliberately tortured him and made him live a life worse than death.”
Pa. Chu Dongsheng's fist, which had age spots, smashed the table. The table shattered. Other than endless anger and sadness, there were only tears.
Chu Yuan fell into a severe coma. The doctor used a needle to stitch up his wound." He might be disabled. He'll be bedridden for half a year.”
The rain got heavier and heavier. On the arena, Chu Nanxue sat cross-legged to heal her injuries. Her mind was clear. After ten breaths, she opened her closed eyes. Beside her, Chu Kuang, Chu Yang, and Qin Ji were looking at her anxiously.
Chu Nanxue smiled gratefully and stood up. She had the urge to practice her sword. The sword fell with the rain, and she floated like the rain. She became one with the rain, and she became one with the sword.
The rain was like a sword. Chu Nanxue's body twisted in a strange posture that she had never twisted before. Her sword moved like a snake as it spun and glided.
He sheathed his sword and stood still.
Six pairs of eyes stared intently at Chu Nanxue. This sword technique, he had never seen before, it was so elegant and domineering.
Rain Emperor.
He also created a sword technique called Rain Emperor.
Many years later, Chu Nanxue pulled out her sword and looked around. A large number of people fell down, their heads were like rocks, and blood flowed like a river.
When the Rain Emperor came out, everyone died.
When Chu Feng returned home, he thought to himself hatefully,'Chu Nanxue injured my cousin and made him wish he was dead. I will definitely take revenge for this. I will make him pay back double. As long as he still has a breath left, he will not be Chu Feng if he doesn't take revenge, is timid, or steps back.'
Outside, it was raining heavily and lightning was rumbling.
There were many people in the Happy Casino. It was very lively. Some threw dice, some played boxing, some drank and laughed, and some snored.
In front of the long semi-circular table, Liu Fu's eyes lit up as he stared at the gold coins piled up into a small hill. He drooled on the gold coins and wiped them with his gray sleeve.
The door was pushed open, and a man in black came in with an iron sword on his back.
The young man pulled out the iron sword. There was blood on the sword, dripping drop by drop into the clean room.
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