"Ignore him, that guy's weapon and strength are both superior to yours. The so-called sparring match is just an excuse to deceive you. He is here to kill you." Nanako's beautiful eyes were full of resentment. She gently held down Junye, not wanting him to get up.

The arrogant man standing in the middle of the field had an increasingly playful look on his face.

He will walk around the entire venue, and every time his eyes fall on a disciple of the Mingjing Zhishui School, that disciple will lower his head in fear and never be able to raise it again.

"Well, I'll give you one more chance. Kneel down and get through here. This fight to the death will end here, and I won't kill you."

The man spread his legs and pointed downward with one hand, full of sneer.

The warriors who were traveling with him also laughed out loud, and the noisy noise echoed throughout the mansion, which was extremely harsh.

Junye clenched his trembling fists. The gap in strength between the two was too big. He had just recently reached the middle level of the second realm, which was already very outstanding among his peers.

But that guy, who was only in his early thirties, less than ten years older than himself, had already broken through the third realm.

Among all the major martial arts schools, only the outstanding young generation of them, known as the Ten Clans of Mingshen, can reach this level. Even if those who have reclusively withdrawn from the world are included, there are no more than five of them.

However, the people sent by the Yingsi family are all close to this strength, and the weakest among these people in front of them is at the peak of the second realm.

This kind of force is simply terrifying.

The Third Realm's control over the sword is like a natural chasm compared to the Second Realm. Although the other party claims to be suppressing the realm, he is actually still using some insights unique to the Third Realm.

This kind of fighting is totally cheating.

As the arrogant man finished his words, the faces of all the disciples of the Mingjing Zhishui School were filled with anger and humiliation.

However, no one could stand up.

In the sect, two third-level elders were seriously injured, and the head of the Tumen family was also defeated and placed under house arrest.

These disciples with low strength had no way to deal with the arrogant behavior of the people in front of them.

In front of this group of people, the Mingjing Zhishuiliu, which had been on the rise recently, was like clay and almost collapsed in an instant.

Junye felt unwilling in his heart. He forced himself to take a breath, smiled at Nanako comfortingly, and took her hand away.

Under the gazes of everyone, this wise and calm senior brother supported his sword with his hand and slowly stood up.

"Don't worry, since I said I'll fight you to the death, I won't back down.

It is true that I have only learned a tiny bit of Mingjing Zhishuiliu's swordsmanship. Whether in attack or defense, it is difficult to match your level that has already entered the third realm.

But even so, even if I lose this duel, the winner will never be you."

Junye's voice as gentle as water rang out in the venue. He has never been good at getting angry, but the words he said at this moment seemed to have a kind of magic, causing every disciple of the Mingjing Shisui Ryu in the venue to raise their heads unconsciously.

"What I want to defend is not just my life. The disciples of Mingjing Zhishui School are not weaklings, let alone cowards. You can kill me, but don't even think about making me bow down to you."

"Senior Brother Junye!" Nanako's eyes suddenly turned red.

Junya is planning to defend the dignity of Mingjing Zhishuiliu with his life.

When the disciples around heard what Junye said, they were extremely shocked and cast incredulous looks at him.

And for some of them, there seemed to be some other emotions in their trembling eyes.

As if the answer he heard was beyond his expectations, the smile on the arrogant man's mouth gradually disappeared and became expressionless.

"You are a guy in the middle stage of the second realm. How can you stop me from winning? Even if I lower my realm to your level, you won't be able to resist the power of the sword skills I use. It will be easy for me to kill you."

Chun did not hesitate at all and acted as if she did not hear the arrogant man's words.

He looked ahead, but the determined figure of another young man emerged in his sight.

After that battle, in just half a year, that guy rose like a comet, defeated countless enemies in a row, and directly crossed over from the martial arts world to the realm where the holder of the Eye of God was, and even killed two people there.

This speed of strength improvement and this leap in combat power made almost everyone who came into contact with him drop their jaws in astonishment.

Whenever he thought of that guy who dared to fight himself and Dian head-on before entering the second realm, with no fear in his eyes but only fighting spirit, Chun couldn't help but ask.

Why should he?

Talent? Luck?

neither!

At this moment, he stroked his heart which had wanted to admit defeat for a moment, and felt extremely ashamed.

At the same time, his gaze became as fiery and determined as flames.

If that guy were here, he would definitely kill the person in front of him at all costs.

What is the strength gap?

Who stipulated that only people of equal strength would fight?

In a true battle of life and death, there is no such thing as fairness.

If there is still a trace of fear of death in your heart, don't step into the battlefield from the beginning.

It's enough to watch fellow disciples being bullied and Mingjing Zhishuiliu being destroyed.

Just like that, being a coward.

Jun'ye's hand returned to the hilt of the sword, the veins on the back of his hand bulged, and the force seemed to be enough to crush the sword.

For warriors, there is no distinction between superiority and inferiority, only life and death.

If you want to win, you must seek a breakthrough between life and death.

"call……"

That's exactly how it should be.

"You ungrateful fellow, since you are determined to die, I will grant your wish."

There was no response to what he said, and the other party didn't even show a trace of fear. The arrogant man felt insulted and lost face in front of his companions.

Then, a white rainbow swept out, carrying an extremely sharp power, and swept towards Chunye.

"Brother Junye, be careful!"

Nanako was pushed aside by Junya. When she turned around, she saw this scene and her face turned pale immediately.

This sword was far superior to the man's previous moves in terms of both technique and lethality. With just one glance, Nanako, who had practiced in the school for many years, could tell that this sword was definitely more powerful than the second level.

Seeing that the man openly broke his promise, Nanako was angry and worried, and her voice was extremely rapid.

Junya stood ten meters in front of the man, holding the sword with both hands, concentrating on resisting this powerful attack.

He immediately wielded his strongest attack method, displaying the sword technique of Mingjing Zhishuiliu, and collided with the attack of the arrogant man.

The two strong winds collided, and Jun was knocked away again. At the same time, a stream of blood spurted out of his mouth.

Nanako looked at Junye who took several steps back and barely managed to steady himself, and shouted anxiously, "Brother, admit defeat! This scumbag doesn't keep his word, you can't beat him!"

The arrogant man walked quickly with a sword in hand.

"It's too late. Today, he must die."

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