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Song Qingyun was caught off guard.

To put it simply, this is a sneak attack!

Su Chen laughed and said without any panic, "I knew you would make a sneak attack!"

"so what?"

Su Chen retreated violently. The long sword was pointing directly at his face. Seeing that he was about to retreat, he stepped on the edge of the ring and then exerted force. His whole body flew up and then hung upside down. Jin Gou kicked Song Qingyun in the back of the head!

"Ouch!"

Song Qingyun exclaimed, and his sword hit the target directly.

He was just about to turn around and stab with his sword.

But would Su Chen let him succeed?

He stepped on Song Qingyun's head with both feet and kicked hard. Song Qingyun was stunned by the kick. He could only see two feet kicking in front of him. He couldn't see anything clearly and could only stab out randomly!

Although it was a random stabbing, this method did work. Su Chen did not continue to kick him, but retreated to the side of the ring.

"You kicked me?"

"How dare you kick me in the face?"

"you wanna die!"

Song Qingyun was furious. How embarrassing was it for him to be kicked in the face by Su Chen in front of so many people?

"As people get older, they lose face, but what you did just now proves that you are a shameless old thing. Since you are shameless, then I will kick you in the face. Is there any problem with this?" Su Chen road.

Every word was like a slap on Song Qingyun's face. He looked at the audience, and everyone in the audience seemed to be laughing at him.

When did Qingyun Sword receive such an insult?

never had!

"You have sharp teeth and a sharp mouth. I think you are getting tired of living." Song Qingyun said.

"Tired of living?" Su Chen asked, "Why am I tired of living at such a young age? But you, seeing that I seemed to be injured, immediately jumped on the stage impatiently, but found that I was not injured, and now you can't beat me, so you said You can't beat me, so if I were you, I'd just go find a cesspit and jump into it, throwing yourself in excrement. I think you're just tired of living."

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

Song Qingyun was furious with hatred. The young man in front of him was really sharp-tongued, and every word he said was like a sharp knife stabbing his chest.

"I slashed you with one sword!"

"Come on!" Su Chen shouted.

At this moment, Su Chen didn't hide his strength at all. Even if he deliberately concealed his strength like fighting Lei Wentai, but he won two games in a row, and both were masters like Lei Wentai and Song Qingyun, no one else would do it again. So easily fooled.

The long sword in Song Qingyun's hand really struck out. He practiced Qingyun Sword Technique, which mainly focused on elegance, very elegance!

For a moment, sword shadows were flying in the field, and Su Chen swung his hands, forming a vague cyclone around his hands.

That cyclone can disturb the position of Song Qingyun's long sword, making it impossible for him to stab Su Chen!

This makes Song Qingyun crazy!

"why?!"

"Why can't I hit you?"

He growled.

"Because your sword is too slow, and I have completely seen through your path. Although your sword is fast, it is actually just a random stab!" Su Chen said.

Of course he was talking nonsense, because his reaction was too fast, and coupled with the interference of the vortex, Song Qingyun couldn't stab him at all.

However, it sounds like it is true to others, because the Song family's swordsmanship has always been famous for its elegance.

Listening to Su Chen talking about it now, it seems that this is the same thing. In other words, the Song family's swordsmanship is actually just a random stab?

"No wonder, I always felt that the Song family's swordsmanship was very powerful, without any rules or traces. This makes sense."

"A random stabbing? Can you become a second-rate master in the world? This generation of world is really not good enough."

Some people lamented that this generation of martial arts has really disappeared. In the past, there were many real top masters in the martial arts world, but now there are only some stragglers like them in the martial arts world.

"But I have never heard of Su Chen's origin before, and I don't know what the origin is."

"Didn't you hear what Lei Wentai said? This man uses Tai Chi, and he probably has a deep connection with Wudang."

"Wu-Dang? Is he from Wu-Dang?"

Xie San sat in his seat. He listened to these words and his expression moved slightly. If he remembered correctly, Yu Maoshi had a lot of hatred for Wudang.

Li Qing said, "Senior, if I remember correctly..."

"Yeah." Xie San nodded.

Li Qing said, "Should I tell the master about this?"

"Haha." Xie San said with a grin, "Although we have always called him master, we are not his slaves. Li Qing, do you really regard him as your master?"

"That's not true." Li Qing said with a smile, "I'm just doing my best, but I haven't confirmed the identity of this person yet, so there is really no need to rush to report."

"It's up to you." Xie San said coldly.

The two of them spoke without avoiding the six slaves next to them. The six slaves also heard it. Among them, the hook slave stood up and said, "I will tell the master."

After saying that, he stood up and left directly.

No one responded to this.

The battle on the stage became more and more intense. Song Qingyun was almost going crazy. He thrust out the sword fiercely. Every move he made was almost fatal without any hesitation!

At this moment, Su Chen's eyes became sharp. Sooner or later, Song Qingyun's random moves would reveal flaws.

Sure enough, a flaw was revealed. Looking at the gap, Su Chen rushed towards Song Qingyun.

"What is he doing?!"

"If you take the initiative to bump into the blade, are you seeking death?"

"He's crazy!"

Everyone exclaimed, but in the next moment, Su Chen grabbed Song Qingyun's sword with both hands.

The force of his sword was very small, and Su Chen saw this clearly. He put his hands together, wrapped the sword, and exerted force with both hands.

"Crack-"

The long sword actually broke into several pieces!

Su Chen punched Song Qingyun hard on the chest. Song Qingyun's bones were really hard, and he even took this hard blow without even taking a step back.

But Su Chen didn't hold back at all. He punched Song Qingyun in the chest several times, causing Song Qingyun to vomit blood on the spot!

"boom!"

Final punch.

Song Qingyun couldn't stand it anymore and fell straight down. There was only a hilt left in the long sword in his hand. It was already a broken sword!

"Song Qingyun, no." Su Chen said coldly.

Song Qingyun can't do it!

It really doesn't work. Now he's lying on the ground like a dead dog!My body twitches from time to time!

"Nah! Who is this guy? He's so fierce, he's really the God of War."

"Lei Wentai broke his arm with one punch, and then he beat Song Qingyun violently. He was so cruel. Who is this cruel person from?"

"Quickly, find someone to investigate this person's origins!"