Become a martial girl

Chapter 318 After the Victory
"Teacher, I'm stupid! Since I was a child, you have never praised me for being smart once. However, even if I was wrong, the student still can't turn around today, and I am going to make a mistake to the end!"

No longer imitating Rand's posture, Edward resumed the previous posture of holding the sword with both hands, and rushed towards his teacher.

"I don't know whether the Black Flame Snake is right or wrong, and I don't really understand what the ideal you just stated is! The stupid student only knows one thing now! That is to defeat the teacher he respects and admires the most! Then ...Take him and go back to your own country!!!"

There was a trace of desolation in Rand's expressionless eyes.Jianfeng gradually turned from Mengdie to his former student——

"yes……"

The blade cut across the snow and drew a straight line.

"In this case, as long as you can defeat the sword in my hand, I will lose this battle. You can take back both the cup of blessing and the flute of the goddess. If you cannot win, please Your Highness...die here Bar."

The sound of cracking continued, but everyone in it fell silent involuntarily.Mengdie squatted at a 45-degree angle behind Rand, blood dripping from her gloved fist, and stared at Rand in front of her with bated breath.Edward stood in front of Sword Master, his bloody breathing gradually becoming short.

The two of them... can't hold it anymore.

Sword Master closed his eyes...

open again.

He looked around indifferently at the two people who formed the attacking formation.The white wolf carried a girl and a wounded patient on his back, and he was also vomiting blood after being beaten, so he couldn't fight anymore.So the next blow... will be the one that draws the final end to this battle.

The air, freezing in the cold.

The falling snowflakes were frozen in midair.

The surroundings...became as silent as the universe...

"Snapped."

The first sword of Jian Zun's six swords - Shang!Draw a winding track in the air with Edward's sprint!Almost at the same time, Mengdie also walked towards Rand's back along an arc!The fist and sword that they used with all their strength have already attacked without reservation!
The front and rear pincers made the old man's face slightly pale.Perhaps, even he himself did not expect that the final blow of the two who were already dying would be so fierce.Among them, the attack of the girl behind was the most accurate and ruthless.It was this speed that made the old man turn around in an instant and raise his sword...

stabbed the girl in the heart.

"Cuckoo!"

A clear sound came from Mengdie's chest... Yes, she was not pierced by Rand's sword.Something hanging on her chest blocked the fatal sword for her.But what happened next, the "fragments" she saw next, made her even more unbelievable than actually killing her.

The stone blade pierced into the crack of the gemstone necklace.

It was also this thorn, the "tears of heart and blood" that carried Mengdie back to her manly body, regained her strength, and embarked on the path of being an absolute strongman again, at this moment, completely...

Blast!

The force of the necklace explosion shook Mengdie away violently. After rolling five or six times in the air, she fell onto the snow.The red fragments scattered along the trajectory of her flying, and a few small crystals fell on the snow in front of her. The white and rosy background reflected her despair.

My necklace...my power!This...how is this possible?How could the necklace that seals my strength be broken so easily? !How is it possible... How is it possible?how is this possible--! ! !
For a while, negative emotions such as doubt, despair, hatred, pain and so on flooded into Mengdie's heart instantly!Her eyes changed, becoming tyrannical and bloodthirsty again!But before she stood up and rushed to Rand over there, a huge rock about [-] meters in size suddenly fell from the sky, completely separating her from the depression where Edward and Rand were.

"Black—flame—snake—————————————!!!"

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Snow, scraping in hollows.Rand, who had just fended off the dream butterfly, hurriedly returned his sword.But this time, his speed was obviously half a beat slower than Edward's!Edward definitely grasped the half-beat that Mengdie's painstaking tears exchanged for.The Sword of War pierced through the snowflakes fiercely, and slashed towards Rand's neck!
"Shh!"

Huh......... The sound of wind and snow, like a devil among the falling rocks...

"Your Highness..."

Edward spat out a mouthful of blood, and finally exhausted, he held a sword in one hand and fell to his knees.Rand, who was behind him, turned around slowly, holding the stone blade that had been cut off in half in his hand.

Looking at Edward who kept coughing and vomiting blood.A little relief and admiration appeared on the face of the old man?He glanced at the stone blade in his hand, exhaled slowly, let go, and threw the half of the broken sword away.

"You have won, Your Highness. According to the agreement, the cup of blessing and the flute of the goddess are yours."

The old man stepped forward slowly, with his arms in his arms.When passing by Edward, he placed the cup and sculpture safely on the snow in front of him.The old man put on his cloak, faced the gradually collapsing mountains, and was about to leave from the other side...

"Wait!"

Rand stopped.But did not look back.

"Teacher...you...can't go! Before I bring you back...I...I will never let you go!"

Blood was spitting from the corner of Edward's mouth, and the wounds on his body were frozen.Move it a little, and the frozen wound will open immediately, and then freeze again.

Rand shook his head slowly: "Your Highness, you have already won. Your journey to regain the Cup of Blessing has also ended in success. Go back...go back to Silver Moon, and...forget about me, a coward..."

"Do not----------!!!"

Edward forcefully held up his breath, grabbed the obsidian hilt and stood up vigorously!After swaying a few times, he tried his best to support himself, dragged his sword and ran towards Rand with his back facing him again!The Sword of Shang had already been used, and the black flood dragon rushed towards the old man's right shoulder!This time, Edward is determined to cut off one of the master's arms and bring him back to Yinyue completely!

"Teacher! I won't give up! Go back...I want to take you back——!!!"

The blade that forced the wind whirred behind him.There was a bleak look on Rand's face, and his right hand, wearing a black glove, gradually reached into the cloak...

"Sword of Shame!"

"One sword, Shang."

The black dragon was about to bite the old man's shoulder.But at this moment, a pale light pierced through from the old man's shoulder!This ray of light was inserted into the blade of the obsidian sword with incomparable accuracy. Once touched, the already scarred obsidian sword shattered like tofu!
Edward's hands were bleeding from the shock, and before he recovered from the shock, his shoulders had already been pierced by that ray of light!But the next moment, before the pain reached his brain, the ray of light was pulled out immediately, held by the old man, and threw out a semicircular line of blood in the snow.

Edward clutched his shoulder and staggered.Through his eyes that were beginning to be a little confused, a long sword with a simple shape and a heavy weight shining pale light was held in the old man's hand...

Cang Yue.

In ancient times, the first monarch of Yinyue was a hero with both civil and military skills.On a night of a full moon, a meteorite fell from the sky, and the monarch used this "gift from the moon" to create two sharp swords to inherit the country——

Silver Moon, Cang Yue.

Relying on these two swords, the first King of Silvermoon fought north and south, laying a solid foundation for the Kingdom of Silvermoon.

Although the second monarch possessed wisdom not inferior to his father's, his health was not good, and it was always difficult to inherit his father's strength in terms of force.Therefore, the monarch gave Cang Yue, one of the two moons, to the general of the kingdom at that time, indicating that the general would be a barrier for the safety of the royal city.From then on, the habit of gifting Cang Yue to the general was preserved until the former sword master Sardin took over the sword.

Now, hold this sword and stand in front of the royal family that you should protect...

Fresh blood rolled down from Cang Yue's body without leaving a trace.No matter how many people's blood it has licked, the surface is still spotless.

"As expected... as expected Cang Yue... is by Teacher's side! Teacher...you...are still nostalgic...you are nostalgic for Yinyue?!"

Rand didn't answer.He quietly looked at the student who was dying. After a long time, he finally made a decision.

The hand holding the sword twisted and pointed at the ground in front of Edward...

"…………teacher?"

"Your Highness..." After taking a deep breath, the old man said in a very calm tone, "Do you still remember when you pestered the old minister to pass the 'Six Swords' to you?"

"I remember...I remember...but at that time..."

"At that time, His Highness was still too young to learn the old minister's 'Six Swords'. When we met again ten years later, the old minister only taught His Highness the most basic spirit sword, and the sword spirit emperor created on a whim, Professor To Your Majesty. As for the 'Six Swords', the old minister only taught the most superficial starting move 'Shang', but did not teach you the specific content of this sword at all..."

"Teacher...you...in the end..."

"Cough... Your Highness. If you leave that day, maybe the old minister will have the opportunity to teach you well in the future. But now, your existence is about to threaten the actions of the Black Flame Snake. The 'swords' can no longer be taught to you, so you can only use your body to remember the power of the 'six swords', it can be regarded as the old minister's compensation for you."

Edward wanted to say more, but Rand had already raised the silver moon, and the winding white light rushed towards Edward like a vast river!The speed of his sword was so fast that Edward's lungs were already pierced by his sword before he could react!
(End of this chapter)