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"I don't think there is anything perfect, you and I both need a result, don't we?" Jiang Feng said calmly.

The judge shook his head: "Although that is the case, it is obvious that your purpose for coming here today is not pure. I wonder if you can explain it, so that I can understand it."

Jiang Feng smiled slightly and said, "A big man like you, Judge, should have nothing to fear in his heart."

The judge gave a wry smile. Although Jiang Feng's words were not pleasant, they were true. If he continued, it would damage his image.

Then, the judge stretched out his hand to make a move, Dong Baoyu understood, and sent a long sword over. The judge took the long sword, his arm shook slightly, and the tip of the sword trembled slightly, emitting a resonant tremor.

The judge held the sword in one hand, and there was no other unnecessary movement except for this one movement, but with the sword in his hand, his aura suddenly became very different, as if his whole body had turned into a long sword , the air of killing soared into the sky, very astonishing.

"That's it, it's almost the same." Jiang Feng nodded slightly, his words were calm, but his expression was a little more serious.

Although the sword in the judge's hand was just an ordinary iron sword, it reminded Jiang Feng of the sword hanging above the big iron gate of the Sword of Huaxia.

That sword is not an ornament, but a peerless murder weapon, and the Huaxia Sword organization is named after that sword. Even though the peerless murderer has fallen, its influence is still immeasurable within the Huaxia Sword. Everywhere, even the carefree Dong Xiaowan, they all respect her very much.

It seems that the judge is planning to use his strongest offensive, one move will surely win or lose.

Seeing the judge holding a long sword, the members of Huaxia Sword were also very excited. They faintly realized how fierce the next confrontation would be, and they were all extremely looking forward to it.

Dong Baoyu frowned, and said inwardly: "Have you come to this point? If I remember correctly, the judge has not used a sword for nearly ten years."

Quiet discussions sounded intermittently, and everyone was excited, suppressing their voices, and their eyes were burning, waiting for the next fight.

"Jiang Feng, what weapon do you use?" The judge's clear voice sounded.

Jiang Feng's strength has improved rapidly, and the simple suppression of physical strength has not had much effect. Even if he wins in the end, it will take a lot of effort. Such an ending is not what the judge wants to see , he decided to win or lose with one move.

But he was proud after all, and he didn't want to take advantage of Jiang Feng, so he asked aloud.

"Not for now," Jiang Feng said.

"Are you sure? As I said, I won't hold back. If you push yourself too hard, you may be defeated in one move." The judge said slowly.

He was unwilling to take advantage, but if Jiang Feng insisted on doing so, he would not be pedantic.

Jiang Feng smiled and said, "I won't push you too hard. After all, I really want to beat you."

Jiang Feng's words fell, and there was an uproar.

"Is this guy really crazy? Who does he think he is, trying to suppress the judge with a pair of fleshy palms?" Someone yelled in a low voice, feeling that Jiang Feng's arrogance was boundless.

"It is probably because this guy knows that he is not the judge's opponent, so he deliberately played tricks. After all, even if he loses to the judge in a while, it will be considered a glorious defeat." You said humanely.

"What, such a scheming guy, what a damn guy." Someone else was aggrieved, thinking that the judge was tricked by Jiang Feng.

"Too conceited, isn't this guy going to lose his head? Or was he stimulated by something, so he wanted to die?" Dong Xiaowan jumped angrily.

"Probably not, Jiang Feng is not a fool, he knows what he is doing." Dong Baoyu said from the side.

"It's not like you don't know how strong the judge is. If he wants to fight the judge with his bare hands, he must die." Dong Xiaowan gritted her teeth.

Dong Baoyu shook his head and said softly, "I'm afraid not necessarily."

The judge's strength was unfathomable, but Jiang Feng obviously didn't come to seek abuse. Dong Baoyu could still see the situation clearly.

The words of these people naturally had difficulty affecting Jiang Feng and the judge, but the judge still had a hint of doubt in his eyes. He thought about it, and felt that Jiang Feng's purpose for coming today was not pure.

After a while, the judge said: "Jiang Feng, no matter what you think, take three moves from me, and if you still have the strength to fight me after the three moves, you will win."

"No, I will take three moves from you, and you will take one move from me, and then the winner will be determined," Jiang Feng said.

"It seems that you really have something to rely on. If this is the case, then I won't be hypocritical. Let's watch the sword." The judge stopped talking nonsense, and it was useless. He couldn't understand Jiang Feng's persistence, but such persistence made him not Look down on Jiang Feng again.

This is a fast-growing opponent with a rare talent and potential that deserves his respect.

The judge thought to himself, maybe only by defeating Jiang Feng can he understand Jiang Feng's true intentions, then he will do his best to attack next.

As he spoke, the long sword in the judge's hand swung out, and with this sword, it swept away like a galaxy falling from the sky.

It was a very simple sword, not a complicated sword move, but it had the sword intent to turn decay into magic. Jiang Feng's heart was dark. Sure enough, according to common sense, swordsmanship is the strongest point of the judge.

Jiang Feng didn't retreat, he swung his right hand across a semicircle, and immediately punched out, the wind of the fist roared out, and the air was squeezed by the strong wind, making a sharp sound as if being torn apart.

In the air, the fist wind and the sword wind collided together, and the sharp sound suddenly amplified and pierced the eardrums. Some of them showed pain on their faces, and covered their ears with their hands to relieve the pain. Some of them were weaker than Jiang Feng. With the wind of fists overflowing, he stepped back a few steps, his heart trembling.

After the fist wind and the sword wind collided, they melted into each other. The judge's sword was extremely domineering, almost cutting through Jiang Feng's fist wind very quickly in a devouring manner. The sword continued to cut in front of Jiang Feng.

"Break it for me." Jiang Feng let out a low cry from the depths of his throat, and suddenly swung out another punch, facing him head-on, the sword was finally blown away, Jiang Feng's figure flickered, and he took two steps back.

"This is the first sword." The judge said in a deep voice.

Jiang Feng nodded. He knew that the next two swords would only be stronger. Although the judge did not practice the overbearing and brutal swordsmanship similar to Da Luo Jiujian, his accomplishments in the way of swords should not be underestimated.

It is also because of his strong physical strength, if it were someone else with the same strength as him, the sword just now would probably be defeated.

Jiang Feng blocked the judge's sword head-on, which surprised everyone and looked a little surprised. Their eyes were burning, waiting for the judge to strike again, waiting for Jiang Feng's defeat.

The judge was an existence close to faith in their hearts. Although Jiang Feng was very strong, they didn't think Jiang Feng could survive the three moves in the hands of the judge.

The judge swung the long sword in his hand, the tip of the sword trembled at high speed, as if a vortex was born from the tip of the sword, and then the second sword slashed out.

If the first sword is to simplify the complexity, then the judge's second sword is a different way. The sword moves are complicated and gorgeous. Under the sunlight, it was as if there were countless blue butterflies dancing around, extremely gorgeous.

Jiang Feng remained silent, and still punched out with one punch, and another punch after another, and then everyone saw Jiang Feng's arm, like a butterfly wearing flowers, in a dazzlingly fast way. All the punches were thrown out.

The power of more than a dozen punches was superimposed, and the wind of the fist broke through the air, and the air seemed to be shaken by Jiang Feng's fist, and the momentum was astonishing.

Everyone's faces changed drastically. Jiang Feng's real strength was too terrifying. It was obvious that he had a lot of mercy in the previous scuffle. Otherwise, no one would be able to resist such an attack. Once he met head-on, he would be seriously injured.

The simple boxing technique, performed by Jiang Feng, has a faintly gorgeous flavor. Everyone thinks that such power is enough to subdue dragons and tigers, and no one dares to underestimate it.

The sword light slashed down quickly, and the vortex emerged, with the power to destroy everything, slashed down, the sword pierced through the river, and the fist wind of the slash shot around, and as the trembling frequency of the sword tip increased sharply, the fist wind was completely broken.A cyan light shines in the sky and lands on Jiang Feng's fist.

A splash of blood splashed out from Jiang Feng's fist, and Jiang Feng's figure retreated suddenly. He really felt how powerful this sword was. Even if it couldn't compare with the swordsmanship of a saint like Da Luo Jiujian, it was still not something he could resist with his current strength. .

Jiang Feng's figure burst out, and the sword intent followed him like a shadow, like a maggot on a tarsal bone, cutting through the air, and slashing directly down, as if to split Jiang Feng in half with a single sword.

The sword light rolled the air, and the sky was completely covered by the blue sword light. Jiang Feng was in it, and the figure became blurred, as if being swallowed by the sword light.

"No." Dong Xiaowan said in a low voice, her white and tender hands clenched tightly, her face full of nervousness.

The other people were also extremely nervous. They thought that maybe the winner would be decided soon, and Jiang Feng's situation might be very bad.

"break."

A soft sound resounded in Jiang Feng's heart, and he swung out a punch. The light curtain formed by the sword energy was completely broken by this punch, but his figure also wobbled back quickly, and opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Jiang Feng is injured." Someone commented softly, a little surprised, obviously did not expect Jiang Feng not to fall down.

Dong Xiaowan slowly loosened her clenched fists, let out a sulky breath, her big eyes flickered, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

"What a strong physical force." The judge stared at Jiang Feng and said slowly.

Jiang Feng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his hand, smiled and said, "Judge, you are really strong. I thought I wouldn't get hurt so soon."

"Although you are injured, you should be proud of it." The judge's voice was a little dull.

"It's not enough." Jiang Feng shook his head instead, stretched out his arms and stretched out a move: "Judge, there is still a sword, go for it!"