Sword Saint Priest and Lolita Priestess

On the balcony where Zhao Yushu jumped off, there was a woman's terrified cry.

"You are defeated!"

At the same time as this shouting sound appeared, the faint double tone of [Black Yan Kai] also rang in Zhao Yushu's ears.

[Hei Yankai] Holding the love knife in both hands, the tip of the knife is in front of Zhao Yushu's heart.

Cut the Confucian robe, but did not hurt a little skin.

Precise control can be seen in general.

"Am I defeated?"

Zhao Yushu looked at [Black Yan Kai] in disbelief, repeating what he said.

His eyes were blank, and he was a little at a loss.

I was actually defeated. It was just the first time I played and I met the first enemy, so I was defeated? !

I obviously still have so many trump cards. For today, I bought so much equipment and even practiced several secret sword techniques.

I didn't use any of them, so I lost?

Zhao Yushu couldn't accept this fact,

He suddenly pulled out the long sword in his hand, swung it vigorously, and swung the blade in front of his chest.

With a sweep of the long sword, a pale yellow dragon wrapped around the sword and stabbed straight with the long sword.

"Enough! Yushu!"

A young man's voice sounded again from Zhao Yushu's balcony.

A taller figure than Zhao Yushu wore the same clothes as him and stepped off the balcony.

Standing beside Zhao Yushu.

The long sword in his hand has also been unsheathed, and with a faint dragon chant, a pale yellow dragon appeared on the long sword.

The Huanglong on his sword is more agile than the one on Zhao Yushu's sword.

Blocked the yellow dragon that Zhao Yushu swung.

"Roar~!"

Huanglong let out an unwilling roar on Zhao Yushu's sword, disintegrating inch by inch.

Crack~!Crack~!

With two soft beeps, the long sword in the man's hand has been sheathed.

The long sword with its sheath tapped Zhao Yushu's groin twice, causing him to kneel facing west.

The man shouted loudly:

"Zhao Yushu, [Sword of Confucianism and Virtue] No. 13 binding rules, do you still remember?"

Zhao Yushu, who had an angry expression on his face, was taken aback when he heard the words.

His face was bright, and he lowered his head with a flushed face: "Remember. If you are victorious, you should not be arrogant, and you should not bully others; if you are defeated, you should not be angry, and you should not take advantage of others' surprise."

"Since you remember, then go back and accept the punishment yourself!" The man responded lightly.

Zhao Yushu took two steps back, jumped up and onto the terrace.

【Hei Yankai】Standing ten meters away from them, watching the farce happening calmly.

The newly appeared man looked at Hei Yankai apologetically, and said, "Thank you senior for letting me go."

Hei Yankai nodded, not caring about such trivial matters, and asked calmly: "Do you want to fight the second round?"

The man smiled softly, and the pale yellow light burst out from the ground like dots of starlight.

Light condenses.

Thick yellow light envelops its whole body.

In the brilliance, the man looks like a god-man surrounded by stars.

Can't see the face.

He clasped his arms in front of his chest, standing without bowing down.

He said loudly: "Baiyang Academy [Confucianism Houde Sword] practiced under the sect, the first disciple Wei Siyuan paid respects to those who walked forward. Please give me some pointers."

Hei Yankai also nodded in return.

"bring it on!"

"Then be careful! Senior."

Wei Siyuan gave a loud shout.

All of a sudden!

The sword light swept tens of meters, and the long sword was like a mountain pressing down on the top.

Cut it down brazenly!