Supreme Excalibur

Chapter 30 Thirteen, thank you!
The sword arena, which was still noisy just now, suddenly fell silent, and millions of spectators stared at the image in mid-air with wide-eyed eyes.Silver level three sword skills, hitting a bronze level three swordsman, did not work.

"Master, you must win!"

Duan Mu clasped his hands together, looking at Duan Lang's proudly standing figure with tears in his eyes.Luoxue, on the other hand, stared at Duan Lang's image intently. She didn't think Duan Lang could catch the desolate autumn rain so easily. Even if she was hit by this sword skill like this, she would be injured.

"Impossible, how could you be fine?"

Feng Xing didn't believe his eyes even more, he clearly knew the power of desolate wind to transform autumn rain.Not to mention Duan Lang, a rookie with a bronze level three, even Jin Jianxiong would be severely injured in this situation.Even the platinum swordsman could not be unscathed.Therefore, he decided that Duan Lang was holding on!

"Duan Lang, you still don't admit defeat?"

"Why do you have to admit defeat?" Student Duan Lang was indeed holding on, this sword skill was much more powerful than he imagined.If it wasn't for the Yi Jin Jing to exercise his muscles, bones and skin, he might be lying on the sword field full of holes right now, and it is even more uncertain whether he can survive.However, student Duan Lang understood that he must not fall down, otherwise, he would really lose, and once he was discouraged, he would never even try to win!
"Thirteen, although this sword skill is good, but ah, the power is a bit weak, you still need to practice hard!"

"Okay, since you are not willing to admit defeat, then take another trick from me!"

There are [-] variations of Qifeng Sword Skills, Fengxing can only master three types now, Qifeng Destroying Willows, Qifeng Lingling Falling Flowers, and Qifeng Transforming Autumn Rain. , requires a huge amount of elemental aura, and cannot be used multiple times.Therefore, Fengxing decided to slowly wipe away Duan Lang's confidence.

"The desolate wind destroys Xiliu!"

"The desolate wind blows the flowers!"

Under Feng Xing's display of these two sword moves, they enveloped Duan Lang continuously.And after experiencing the previous painful lessons, Duan Lang also learned to behave.Anyway, I can't handle your sword skills now, but, if I want to run, what can you do to me?
The moment the sword was raised and the sword energy shot out, Duan Lang started running!

Ling Bo's weird movements, often avoided by Duan Lang at the moment when Feng Xing's sword energy was about to touch his body.As a result, the duel in the sword arena has a funny side.

Feng Xing urged the natal spirit sword to move continuously, while Duan Lang ran and ran very gracefully.

"Don't run if you can!"

In the past, it was Duan Lang who prevented Feng Xing from running, but now it is Feng Xing who prevents Duan Lang from running.

One of the two chased, tried every means to chase, and the other escaped, tried every means to escape.

As a result, the duel in the sword arena turned into a marathon contest in which you chased me and fled.

"Don't run—"

Millions of viewers finally let out a roar.At first, the two of you chased me and fled, which was a bit interesting.Feng Xing often intercepted Duan Lang with his speed, but once Feng Xing started to move, Duan Lang slipped away, and the running figure swayed from side to side. Although he was embarrassed, he avoided the pursuit dangerously.Such a scene, when I first watched it, was very funny.However, when this funny scene lasted for half an hour, the audience couldn't help being angry!
"Long An, I'll take a nap first, and when they stop running away, call me!"

Emperor Long Zhanye yawned, and he suddenly felt that it was a mistake for him to watch the duel in person.It's just that it's already here, let's talk about it after seeing the result!
"Your Majesty, I think you should not sleep, this duel is probably coming to an end!"

"How to say?"

"Look, although Young Master Duan Lang looks more and more embarrassed, the sword moves of Prince Fengxing are also getting slower and slower. If you guessed correctly, Prince Fengxing should not only be physically weak, I'm afraid his The elemental aura absorbed by Gale Wind Art has also reached the point of exhaustion."

"Yeah, why did I forget about it. Although this Gale Wind Art is magical, it doesn't have enough stamina. This Feng Xing is also a fool. The body and the natal spirit sword have the same attributes, although they complement each other, they consume the most body. Haha, So, Duan Lang is sure to win?"

"Yes, Master Duan Lang is really smart."

Long Anbu looked at the two small figures on the sword arena without blinking. Although he could see the images more clearly, as a member of Anbu like him, he was more used to observing subtle things.The magnified image did not reflect all the subtle expressions of the two of them, because it was so large that some small details would not be noticed.

"Duan Lang, if you are a man, just fight with me to decide the outcome!"

"Go away, you are the man!"

"You admit that you are not a man?"

"Nonsense, do you think this young master is you? This young master is still a pure virgin, a boy!" Duan Lang smiled proudly, "Thirteen, I told you, don't be so impatient, men are lustful, But this young man has been hollowed out, how will you comfort your wife in the future? Are you planning to wear a colored hat?"

"Go to hell--"

"The desolate wind turns into the autumn rain!"

Furious Fengxing, who was stimulated again, once again performed a sword move that can only be performed by a silver swordsman. There was no suspense. Duan Lang did not completely avoid it. His body flew up, blood spurted from his mouth, and fell into the dust.

The entire duel lasted for nearly an hour, and by this time, the millions of viewers finally calmed down.

"Duan Lang, you can do it, I know!"

This time, Luoxue didn't get excited anymore, but sat quietly in her seat, her eyes fixed on the figure of Duan Lang who fell on the ground.She knew that Duan Lang would definitely stand up, he would.However, Luoxue still couldn't help it, tears blinded her eyes, she was worried after all.

How could Duan Lang be able to withstand the silver sword master's sword skills hitting twice?
"Haha, I won!"

Feng Xing's body swayed, he was unable to make another move, and the Gale Wind Art had reached the point of weakness.Driven by the Gale Wind Art, the Qifeng Sword Skill is usually a blitzkrieg, like him fighting for an hour, the first member of the Fenglong Empire's royal family!
"I haven't lost yet!"

Duan Lang hadn't gotten up yet, but his voice was clearly heard by the audience.Hearing this voice, those brothers who were about to go home and count the money all started to tremble. How is this possible?A rookie swordsman at the third level of bronze actually withstood two attacks with silver sword skills from a third-level silver swordsman?
Slowly, very slowly, Duan Lang got up from the ground.

The silver sword skill is indeed very strong, but he was still injured, and it was an internal injury.While laying on the ground for a while, he had secretly run the Yi Jin Jing to adjust his injuries.This Yi Jin Jing, which is known as the most internal energy in the world, is indeed miraculous. It only needs to run for three weeks, and the injuries in the body are suppressed.Of course, it will take time to fully recover.

The Royal Great Sword Arena was completely silent, only the whirring sound of the wind blowing past.

On the sword arena, Feng Xing and Duan Lang stood opposite each other.

Feng Xing was on the verge of collapse, his physical strength was severely overdrawn, and the Gale Wind Art couldn't work, and he couldn't absorb the wind element aura from the sky and the earth.

Duan Lang was wearing a beggar's outfit, and his body was covered with scars. The blood oozing from the wound on his body wet his clothes, dripped onto the sand under his feet, and melted into the sand.

"Thirteen, admit defeat. From the beginning until now, this young master has only used one sword skill. Now, you should not be able to make any moves, right? Besides, I don't think you have the strength to dodge, do you?"

"Are you plotting against me?"

At this time, Fengxing finally woke up, completely awake!

Classmate Duan Lang laughed complacently, and said, "I didn't plan on you, I was just waiting for the opportunity. You are a silver-level swordsman, and in terms of real ability, I can never beat you. But, this It's a duel, not a battlefield, so no matter how I run away, you can only come after me. So, I won!"

"You are so calculating, you are called a waste wood like this, I think those people are blind!"

Feng Xing woke up and naturally understood the current situation.Born in the royal family, he is used to intrigue.Therefore, even if he loses, loses everything, he will make it difficult for Duan Lang.At this moment, Fengxing has decided that Duan Lang was pretending to be crazy before, so he wants to expose him, expose the whole piece of trash to everyone's eyes, and let others understand that this piece of trash is pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger!

"Thirteen, you are very good, but you are just a little worse than me!" Duan Lang smiled awkwardly, "Those who said that I was a good-for-nothing were of course blind. Ben The young master is a genius, how could he be useless? Haha, let me tell you a secret, one day, this young master will become a sword-sage!"

Duan Lang's voice was magnified by the middle-aged man above the sword skill field, and it spread throughout the entire Fire Dragon City.So, not long after, Duan Lang got another nickname: "There is a problem with the head"!
"Okay, stop talking nonsense with you, admit defeat quickly, don't let this young master beat you into a pig's head, that's too inhumane!"

Duan Lang stared at Feng Xing fiercely, and took a step forward, walking vigorously and imposingly.

"I surrender!"

Fengxing knew that he was doomed, his reputation was ruined, and everything was over.However, after experiencing this duel with Duan Lang, he suddenly became enlightened.The former self swaggered everywhere in the Fenglong Empire, so his older brothers were all on guard against him.Now, everything about me is gone, and no one will pay attention to me anymore.Hmph, let yourself learn from this trash, hide your strength, and wait for the future to become a blockbuster!

With such thoughts in mind, Feng Xing simply admits defeat.

As a result, when Feng Xing conceded defeat, Duan Lang, who was aggressive just now, immediately laughed, with a very bright smile, and said, "Thirteen, thank you!"

After finishing speaking, student Duan Lang, who was the winner, immediately fell to the ground, and his personnel were unknown!

"Do not--"

Faced with such a blow, Feng Xing was also dizzy, dizzy with anger!

A duel that caused a stir in Fire Dragon City ended, and the result of the duel was very upset.A level [-] silver swordsman lost to a level [-] bronze swordsman, what a shame!

Those who watched the duel on the spot really couldn't express their feelings towards Fengxing, the thirteenth prince of the Fenglong Empire.Originally, as long as Fengxing persisted for a while, he would be the winner, but unfortunately, he was deceived by that useless young master of the Duan family, and thus gave away the victory.

Many people lost money because of Fengxing's defeat. Of course, there were also people who made a lot of money, such as the emperor of the Fire Dragon Empire, Long Zhanye, and the elder Duan Ye of the Duan family, and Duan Lang also made a lot of money.

In this duel, Fengxing lost face and lost his future in Fenglong Empire.However, it was the people behind the gambling who suffered the most.

The black wolf mask and the red wolf mask were still standing side by side, and in front of them, a woman with a golden wolf head mask stood there quietly: "How much difference is there?" This time, they lost a lot in the bet!

"My lord, the total bet for buying Duan Lang is 8000 million gold coins. The odds are 60 to 8000, and the payout should be 12 billion gold coins. Buying Fengxing won a total of 48 billion gold coins, and there is still a shortfall of 8000 billion gold coins." Ten thousand gold coins!"

Hei Lang's voice was a little apprehensive, this time he was too greedy, and ended up being upset.

"Before the duel, you didn't do anything?"

"My lord, this subordinate asked Honggu to do her tricks, it's just..."

"Honggu, tell me, what's going on?" The woman in the golden wolf mask had a cold voice, and her dark eyes shone with a chilling light.

"My lord, this subordinate did move his hands and feet. Duan Lang's left foot was injured. However, this subordinate did not expect that Feng Xing would be so useless!"

"Forget it, I can't blame you for this incident. At that time, I also saw that the left foot of the good-for-nothing young master was not flexible. I don't care what method you use, even if it is to grab it, go Kill those who have won, and this matter must be wiped out. If the game cannot be opened because of this, you know what the consequences will be!"

"My subordinate understands!"

In a small dark room that no one knew about, the conversation between two women and a man set off an uproar in Fire Dragon City, and then spread to the entire Fire Dragon Empire.

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