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Because he has completely seen through, Miyamoto Yongzheng's sword.

After continuing to attack for more than ten minutes, Miyamoto Yongzheng stopped, and big beads of sweat continued to flow down his forehead. Opposite him, Chen Mo still had a long breath, and his calm face remained unchanged from before.

"Why...why don't you draw your sword!"

After attacking for so long, Miyamoto Yongzheng has already noticed that even if Chen Mo doesn't draw his sword, it is not a fact that he can defeat it, but it is precisely because of this that he becomes more and more angry.

"You want to see me draw a sword so much?"

Facing Miyamoto Yongzheng's roar, Chen Mo just nodded slightly, and then reached out and pulled out the light blue long sword from the scabbard: "Now I have drawn the sword, are you satisfied?"

"it is good!"

Seeing Chen Mo draw his sword, Miyamoto Yongzheng's body, which was already somewhat exhausted, once again burst into vitality.

He was fed up with the feeling of constantly attacking but being unable to attack anything. Now that Chen Mo has drawn his sword, it means that he will not avoid the next sword.

Miyamoto Yongzheng clenched the hilt of the sword and launched another attack. The next moment, a light blue sword light collided with the slash he swung.

"Chong-"

The touch of the blade colliding was transmitted back to the hand through the hilt, and then Miyamoto Yongzheng quickly adjusted the sword posture and swung the second slash.

The clanging of steel kept ringing in the arena, and under the reflection of the lights, dazzling sword shadows flashed one after another. At first, Yongzheng Miyamoto felt refreshed, but he soon discovered something was wrong.

He has watched all of Chen Mo's games without missing a beat, and the sword light that was so fast to the extreme gave him a great shock.

However, at this moment, although Chen Mo's sword was still fast, it was far less stunning than what he had seen in previous matches.

Is it because you have become faster?

No, no, it's not that he has become faster, but that Chen Mo's sword swing has slowed down.

Why did he do this?

Miyamoto Yongzheng slashed again, and the blue sword shadow blocked his blade like a shadow. When they were in a stalemate, he looked at Chen Mo's face intently.

What I saw was a calm expression as if drinking afternoon tea.

In an instant, Miyamoto Yongzheng understood that he was completely looked down upon!

——Your sword, your slashing, and your awareness are not worthy of making me take my sword seriously.

Chen Mo has maintained a calm expression since the beginning of the game, and he was silently telling him this sentence.

"Bastard!!!"

Miyamoto Yongzheng was furious, and roared and pushed Chen Mo away, his blood rushed to his forehead, making him swing his sword and launch a fierce attack regardless.

There are no tricks or skills to speak of, just unrestrained hacking and slashing.

He is seeking defeat—even if he loses...Compared to being humiliated like this, losing is already a good result.

But Chen Mo did not satisfy Miyamoto Yongzheng's desire to seek defeat, he just blocked all the slashing attacks in front of him in a regular manner, and then stood motionless, neither making up the knife nor chasing after him.

The outburst of anger came and went quickly, and after a few minutes, Miyamoto Yongzheng calmed down, his chest was heaving up and down, and his gaze towards Chen Mo was full of coldness.

"Why, do you want to humiliate me like this?"

"Didn't you ask for this?" Chen Mo looked at Yongzheng Miyamoto with a puzzled look on his face, and said calmly, "You always think that I despise fighting and don't respect the duel between swordsmen, so I I'll let you see what real contempt is."

"..."

After listening to Chen Mo's words, Miyamoto Yongzheng was speechless.

After a long while, he said in a difficult tone: "Now you have shown me the disrespect, and I apologize for my superficiality... So, let me see what your all-out attack looks like Bar."

"But if I try my best, you will die." Chen Mo shook his head.

"If you can see a stronger sword, it doesn't matter if you die!" Miyamoto Yongzheng's eyes were a little hot.

"OK then."

The game is all about winning and losing, and now is the time to end this farce.

Chen Mo lowered his right hand upside down, and the light blue long sword reflected light slightly under the light. The next moment, a whirlwind rose up on the spot, and his figure pulled out several black afterimages in midair. When he stopped, he was already on the field. At the other end, under the blade of the sword in the slashing posture in the hand, the dust on the ground was cut in half by the gust of wind brought by the slash.

"Competition... the competition is over! The winner, contestant No. 19——Chen Mo!!!"

Even though he had witnessed the outcome of many matches, the referee was still amazed by such an eye-shattering slash.

And bathed in the cheers and applause of the victor like a tsunami, Chen Mo retracted his sword and turned around. Behind him, Miyamoto Yongzheng stood blankly in the center of the arena, and his sword blade was broken in half on the ground.

For the adult competition, all contestants have signed a liability exemption agreement. If they are accidentally hacked to death on the field, their death will be considered useless, and they cannot blame others.

And just when the chop was about to cut off Miyamoto Yongzheng's head, Chen Mo stopped, and the target shifted to the blade in his hand.

Seeing Miyamoto Yongzheng with a lost face, Chen Mo said slowly: "This is the greatest respect I can give to my opponent."

Chapter 46 Contemporary Juggernaut

Miyamoto Yongzheng lost, and lost completely.

Through the field broadcast, the remaining two people in the competition preparation area clearly heard Chen Mo's victory.

Although they had expected such a result early on, when they actually heard the winner's number being called out on the radio, the two still sighed at the same time. Even though the final finals hadn't started yet, their fighting spirit had been completely shattered.

A few minutes later, standing on the promotion field of the semi-finals, the two looked at each other and chose to abstain at the same time.