Supreme Excalibur

Chapter 29 Don't be too presumptuous, it's useless
Before crossing, Duan Lang remembered a very classic saying, the soft is afraid of the hard, the hard is afraid of the horizontal, the horizontal is afraid of the dumb, and the dumb is afraid of death!What this says is that when you fight awkwardly with others, if you want to be the one who wins in the end, you have to fight for yourself to be the one who "doesn't die".

When Feng Xing followed Duan Lang's words and admitted that he had been playing Duan Lang, Duan Lang immediately turned into a madman and became the one who wanted to die!Anyway, with the protection of that magical armor, Duan Lang is not afraid of Fengxing's attack at all.Moreover, Duan Lang is not stupid, if the situation is really wrong, he will definitely use Lingbo microsteps and run fast.

Whether it's Feng Xing, or the dead good-for-nothing Duan Lang, they are actually the upper-class nobles in the sword world. In normal times, there are many etiquettes and rules.Even if it is a duel, under normal circumstances, they will maintain a certain demeanor.Even if a killer is going to be killed during a duel, he will put on a very complacent look. For example, the two sides are already in a deadly situation, and the killer will only be killed when it is either you or me.

However, what no one would know is that the current Duan Lang is not the good young man with good aristocratic cultivation, but a transmigrating soul from the 21st century earth.Duan Lang's idea is that, in a duel, as long as you can win, it doesn't matter what your demeanor is.What's more, we have been played by others, and when we are angry, we will inevitably be impulsive.

Feng Xing didn't expect Duan Lang to suddenly go crazy, and when he reacted, Duan Lang had already roared and rushed to Feng Xing, grabbed Feng Xing's collar with his hand, and threw Feng Xing directly on the ground. land.Then, student Duan Lang waved his fist, and staged a scene of Lu Tixia punching the town of Kansai in the sword world version!
This punch hit the nose, immediately blood gushed out, the nose was tilted to one side, as if the sauce shop was opened, salty, sour, spicy all came out.

Poor Fengxing has never experienced this kind of rascal fighting, his head is dizzy, his nose is sore, and he is about to cry.Duan Lang, on the other hand, copied Lu Tisha's boxing technique, and the second punch aimed at Fengxing's eye socket and brow.However, student Duan Lang didn't have Lu Tisha's fist strength, he only beat Feng Xing so hard that his eyes cracked, but the eyeballs didn't pop out.

"what--"

A pig-killing scream came out of Fengxing's mouth, and he was hit on the head with two heavy punches one after another, his body couldn't hold it anymore.However, since Duan Lang has learned Lu Tijutsu from others, he will not give up until he finishes his studies.Therefore, even though Feng Xing was struggling, Duan Lang still hit the temple with his third punch.

Ever since, the amphibious ashram was opened, and Feng Xing could only hear chimes, cymbals, and cymbals ringing in unison.

"Let you play with me, see if I don't beat you to death, you little bastard!"

When the fourth punch was thrown, Duan Lang was stunned. It seemed that Lu Tisha had only punched three times, so why was he planning to punch the fourth?For a while, Feng Xing, who was crushed by Duan Lang, came to his senses, exerted all his strength, broke free from Duan Lang's restraint, and ran away from a distance, his eyes radiating extreme hatred.

"Duan Lang, I'm going to kill you!"

Feng Xing is completely changed at the moment, his demeanor and rules have long been forgotten by him.He knew that his image was ruined, but this also just gave him an excuse to kill.

"The sword is in my heart, and the desolate wind destroys Xiliu!"

Feng Xingxue's sword skill is indeed Chifeng Sword.

The Qifeng Sword of the Fenglong Empire royal family has a total of [-] changes. From the bronze swordsman to the sword god state, the Qifeng Sword has corresponding changes. It is a sword skill that members of the Fenglong Empire royal family must learn.Of course, in addition to this, there are other sword skills, which can be learned by oneself depending on personal preference and talent.

The Qifeng sword focuses on that unique artistic conception. When the sword skill is unfolded, the area covered by the sword skill will form that unique artistic conception atmosphere.

As soon as the desolate wind blew the willows out, the natal spirit sword turned into willow branches dancing with the wind, a tree of willow branches danced with the wind, like flowing water forming waves, and the white sword energy was like willows like waves, layer upon layer towards Duan Lang They rushed over one after another.

"Sword skill, I know it too!"

The well-behaved thirteenth prince was beaten beyond recognition and his image was completely ruined. Duan Lang still looked puzzled, and opened his mouth to look like Lao Tzu, completely like a street gangster.Seeing that Fengxing's sword skills are so elegant, student Duan Lang immediately used his lightning sword skills.

Completely ignoring the damage of Qifeng Ruixiliu, student Duan Lang rushed through the area covered by Fengxing sword skill with a desperate attitude, although his face was even more tattered, and his face was cut a few times.However, he rushed towards Feng Xing without any serious problems.

And because Feng Xing was caught and punched three times by Duan Lang, he had already had a psychological shadow.Seeing Duan Lang approaching him, his first reaction was not to defend or attack, but to retreat, that is, to run!
However, the distance between the two was close enough that Duan Lang's lightning sword was also released.

The lightning sword is fast and has a lightning effect.Therefore, the retreating Prince Feng Xing unfortunately began to tremble halfway through, and his hair became explosive, leading the fashion hairstyle trend in the sword world.Several years later, when people talked about this duel, they still talked about Prince Fengxing's distinctive afro.

"I hit—ah—!"

Imitating the strange cry of a generation of martial arts master Bruce Lee, student Duan Lang flew sideways and kicked, hitting Prince Fengxing's chin that was still trembling.Then, just like a slow-motion close-up in a movie, Prince Fengxing tilted his head, his body flew up, spit out some saliva, and fell backwards.

Feng Xing, who fell to the ground with a bang, felt that his head was getting heavier, and he wanted to get up, but he felt weak all over.He suddenly regretted a little, why did he come to Fire Dragon Empire, why did he provoke Duan Lang, a lunatic?If I didn't come, I wouldn't be so ashamed, I'm still the thirteenth prince of Fenglong Empire.But now that I am so ashamed, if I lose this duel again, I, I will have no future in the Fenglong Empire, and even my father will not look at me directly again.

"No, I can't lose, I can't lose!"

Thinking of the possible tragic situation after losing, Feng Xing felt a fire welling up in his heart.He cannot lose, for his own future, he must win, no matter what the price is, he must win!

Feng Xing stood up, although his body was still trembling, although his head shape was very distinctive, although one of his eyes could not be opened, although his nose was collapsed, although he was going crazy.

"Thirteen, why are you bothering?"

Duan Lang didn't continue to attack Fengxing at this moment, he had to be polite.You can see that they are on the verge of collapse, if you continue to chase and beat them fiercely, wouldn't it be too inhumane?
At this point, there were boos in the stands.

Most of the people who came to the Great Sword Arena to watch this duel bought people who could win by Fengxing. Now seeing this scene, many people even had the urge to rush into the sword arena.It's a pity that this royal sword arena is not a place where people are allowed to mess around.If you mess around here, you might be played to death by His Majesty the Emperor.

"Duan Lang, I won't lose to you, and I can't lose either!"

Feng Xing finally stopped shaking, and a white light suddenly lit up on his body. Under the effect of the white light, the injuries on his face healed quickly.Apart from the fact that the afro was still so eye-catching, there were no scars on his body, only the existence of those bloodstains, which proved what kind of blow he had suffered before.

"You are fooling yourself!"

Duan Lang immediately yelled loudly, "You said you wanted to fight with me with the strength of Bronze Level [-], you have to keep your word, if you play tricks, this duel doesn't count!"

"Duan Lang, you don't need to shout. For this kind of engagement duel, there is no requirement that both parties must maintain the same strength. Now, I am a silver-level swordsman, and you know that I am a bronze-level swordsman. Admit defeat, I will not kill You. Otherwise, once I can't control it, then if I accidentally kill you, you won't have a chance to regret it!"

"Bah—" Duan Lang sprayed a mouthful of saliva directly, and the saliva flew straight and accurately, hitting Feng Xing's forehead. "Don't pretend to be benevolent here, come on, I will let you know that even if you become a silver swordsman, you are still trash!"

"Very good, I will fulfill you!"

Feng Xing was spit on by Duan Lang, but he didn't do it right away, showing quite a high level of self-cultivation.However, the more he is like this, the more Duan Lang understands that the enmity between them is getting bigger and bigger, and this battle is hard to end!
"The desolate wind blows the flowers!"

The second variation of Qifeng sword skill, where the sword energy passes, it is like a gust of wind destroying flowers, and where it passes, the flowers fall.

The white sword energy roared like a gust of wind, rolling up the sand and stones on the ground of the sword skill field, forming a barrier of wind and sand between Feng Xing and Duan Lang.As Feng Xing's gesture moved, the wind and sand barrier suddenly shattered, and countless sand and stones, driven by the strong wind transformed by sword energy, flew towards Duan Lang overwhelmingly.

Without any suspense, student Duan Lang flew up, his robe became a beggar's attire, his body was covered with scars, and blood oozed from the wound, staining his clothes red.The battle armor that guarded Duan Lang was not able to defend against all attacks, which was beyond Duan Lang's expectation, otherwise, he wouldn't be stupidly standing in front of the opponent's sword qi and sandstorm as a target.

"Damn, two old bastards, what kind of shit armor and silver-level sword skills can't stop them." Duan Lang cursed in a low voice, and got up from the ground.It's just that this battle armor has recognized its master with a drop of blood, and it is usually hidden in his body, even when it is protecting him from harm, it will not be revealed.Therefore, even if Duan Lang hated this armor, he couldn't throw it away!
"Duan Lang, do you admit defeat?"

"I recognize you as a big-headed ghost!"

Duan Lang grinned at Feng Xing, then started to speed up, ready to rush over and beat Feng Xing again.However, this time, Feng Xing learned how to be smart. With a light tap of his foot on the ground, he was already moving quickly.That speed is much faster than that of Duan Lang.

"Yah, bah, don't run away if you have the ability!"

"Fuck, this is a strategy, you better accept your fate!"

Feng Xing is very proud, this time he is really proud, he has recovered the strength of a silver-level swordsman, and his speed completely surpasses Duan Lang.And Duan Lang is also depressed. Before, he felt that his Lingbo Weibu was amazing. Looking at it now, this silver-level swordsman can surpass him in speed. Can you kill yourself?
Although the martial arts are good, it is a pity that the internal strength is not high enough.Classmate Duan Lang swore secretly, after this duel is played, he will quickly cultivate his internal strength, and then, hehe, let's see how my brother abuses you!
"The desolate wind turns into the autumn rain!"

The third change of Qifeng Sword came again, and this time, Duan Lang had no possibility of dodging.Rain is pervasive, once it rains between heaven and earth, if you don’t have an umbrella, you’ll just wait to get drenched!
The sword energy was like rain, and the rain was pouring down. The drops of rain formed a thread, and Duan Lang was completely blown away.

"No—" Seeing Duan Lang being thrown far away, Luoxue became anxious and shouted loudly: "Duan Lang—"

"Keep going……"

The audience who bought Fengxing and won were all very excited when they saw Duan Lang being sent flying.This is the effect they want, so that they can make money.

"Stinky boy, don't be a bear, otherwise, I want you to look good!"

Duan Ye, the eldest elder of the Duan family, smashed the table in front of him so hard that the table collapsed.And the one sitting next to him was a priest from the royal family of the Fire Dragon Empire, who had a good relationship with Duan Ye.Seeing this scene, he touched Duan Ye's hand and said, "Old Duan, why are you so excited?"

"Nonsense, I bought all my money and that kid won!"

Duan Ye roared loudly, but the royal priest immediately shut his mouth.The elder of the Duan family is an iron rooster. Those who are familiar with Duan Ye are very clear about this.However, if these people knew that Duan Ye had promised to give Duan Lang [-]% of the bonus of winning the bet, they would definitely think that Duan Ye's head was caught by the door!
"Long An, tell me, will that kid lose?"

"I think Master Duan Lang will win!"

"why?"

"Before the duel, Master Duan Lang bet [-] million gold coins to buy him to win! Therefore, I feel that Master Duan Lang is not the kind of person to try his luck, he must be sure enough!"

"However, if he thinks that the prerequisite for him to win is that Feng Xing can control his strength to Bronze Level [-], isn't this situation beyond his expectation?"

"I don't think so!" Long An shook his head, "Although I don't have much time to observe Young Master Duan Lang, at least I can be sure that Young Master Duan Lang is very intelligent. It is impossible for him not to think of this!"

"I hope, otherwise, my private money of [-] million gold coins will be wasted!"

However, under the attention of many people, Duan Lang, who was thrown out, turned over in the air and stood on the ground safe and sound. Except for the beggar costume, he was unusually free and easy.

"Thirteen, let me tell you a truth, don't be too presumptuous, it's useless!"

Duan Lang set his pose and remembered a classic line.

So, everyone was shocked!
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