A medical trainee who was forced to change jobs

Next is the final battle.

Qin Chuan vs. Lu Qingyuan, who will win?

in the ring

It was a fierce confrontation from the very beginning. Qin Chuan and Lu Qingyuan attacked each other with all their strength from the very beginning.

On the two of them, the sword energy soared.

Murderous intent and sword intent intertwined.

"Boom—"

"boom--"

The aftermath of the battle between the two continued to hit the ring.

The light blue enchantment was forced into the prototype by the two of them.

"So strong!"

"So strong!"

The people sitting below the ring stared intently at the ring in front of them, with expressions of shock and horror on their faces, and a thought emerged in their hearts at the same time, "So, Lu Qingyuan is actually that strong!"

Qin Chuan is powerful, and it is well known in Xiujie.

He is known as the strongest among today's young sword cultivators, and he is the one who is most likely to reach the realm of sword immortality.

But no one thought that Lu Qingyuan would be so strong that he could fight Qin Chuan evenly, and it was hard to tell.

"Lu Qingyuan has always been an underestimated swordsman."

Longquan Sword Master, sitting on the presiding judge's seat in front of the arena, looked at the arena in front of him, Qin Chuan and Lu Qingyuan, who were fighting fiercely, said thoughtfully.

Lin Yunheng, who was sitting next to him, heard the words, and said amusedly, "You mean, Lu Qingyuan will win?"

"Do not."

Longquan Sword Master said, "I don't know who will win."

"It's just that Qin Chuan's strength is obvious to all, but no one has ever known Lu Qingyuan's real strength."

"This is a decisive battle with an unpredictable outcome."

Lin Yunheng heard what he said, and thought carefully about what he said.

At first glance, what he said seems to have said a lot, but when you think about it carefully, it's all fucking bullshit!Lin Yunheng twitched the corner of his mouth and thought, he doesn't understand you sword cultivators very well.

"So, who will win?"

Lin Yunheng turned his head, looked at him with a concerned expression, and asked.

He is not interested in knowing about the sword cultivator's routine, fierce battles, ups and downs, he only cares about the result.

After all, his cub put all his belongings on Lu Qingyuan!

Lu Qingyuan must win!

If he doesn't win, then wouldn't he lose everything and lose all his pants?

As soon as I think of it, my precious son has lost all his pants, and with two slender white legs, standing in the gate of Xianlai Inn with his hands covering his crotch in the cold wind, his face full of desolation.

The cold wind blew across my face, and my son lost his pants with such a gamble.

Lin Yunheng just wanted to laugh!

Hahahaha, thinking about that scene, I'm dying of laughter.

Stop it, stop it!

Lin Yunheng forcibly restrained the urge to laugh wildly in his heart, the expression on his face suddenly became solemn, touching the remaining bit of conscience, he secretly said, although he really wanted to see Lin Yuchu lose everything because of things beyond his control, and instantly shatter the doubt of life expression, but... Sure enough, her own baby can only be bullied by herself.

Therefore, Lin Yunheng still hopes that Lin Yuchu can win.

Even if, he really, really, really wanted to see... Lin Yuchu's crying expression, but this time he could only let it go with regret.

Next time, there must be a chance next time!

Lin Yuchu, Lu Qingyuan and others played such a big game, the gambling game at Xianlai Inn has long been spread throughout Haoyue City, and almost everyone knows that there is a young man who spent a lot of money, emptied his family, and spent a huge sum of [-] spirit stones to gamble on Lu. Qingyuan won the first prize.

Afterwards, Lu Qingyuan reciprocated, and the same thing that Lin Yuchu, a young Yunling boy who bet [-] spirit stones to win the young swordsmanship competition, was regarded as an anecdote, talked about with great interest, and spread throughout the city.

The boiling heat reached Lin Yunheng's ears.

Lin Yunheng didn't even need to inquire about it, but he learned about it from other people.

"..." Lin Yunheng.

As expected of my son, he really knows how to play.

It's really big to play.

Lin Yunheng wanted to ask Lin Yuchu very much, who gave you the courage, confidence, and wealth to beat Lu Qingyuan to win the championship.

Although Lin Yunheng is not a sword cultivator, he has also heard that Qin Chuan and Bai Luozhou are the two strongest sword cultivators among contemporary youths.

As for Lu Qingyuan, he was still inferior.

Although he is his precious son, Lin Yunheng still has to be honest, what kind of ecstasy soup did Lu Qingyuan give his son to make him so dizzy!

So the whole process.

Lin Yunheng was indifferent, staring at Lu Qingyuan who was fighting fiercely with Qin Chuan on the ring.

If you have a pair, I'll just see how capable you are.

However, beyond everyone's expectations.

Lu Qingyuan is really capable.

Under Qin Chuan's fierce and domineering attack, which swept across like a prairie fire and seamlessly attacked, Lu Qingyuan was able to fight evenly without losing the wind.

Falling below the eyes of everyone.

The people around the arena stared intently at the two fiercely fighting in the arena ahead.

I saw that Qin Chuan had a cold face, and his murderous aura lingered all over his body, turning into sharp long swords, using offense as defense.

Facing Lu Qingyuan ahead, all swords were fired.

It has to be said that Qin Chuan's strength is beyond the charts today, he played quite well, and performed supernormally.

"Qin Chuan's shots are also very fierce!"

Nanming Jianjun couldn't help but said, "This is very murderous."

So, what is going on today, one or two, so murderous.

Lin Yuchu, who was sitting at the bottom of the ring, stared at the ring in front of him and thought, sure enough, Qin Chuan is not Lu Qingyuan's opponent.

"Thousands of swords! It's actually ten thousand swords, and Lu Qingyuan is about to lose!" A swordsman sitting behind Lin Yuchu's eyes widened, looking at the ring in front of him, he couldn't help exclaiming.

"Lu Qingyuan is going to lose!"

"Lu Qingyuan is going to lose"

When Qin Chuan turned his murderous aura into a long sword with ten thousand handles, he concentrated on attacking Lu Qingyuan.

Everyone present thought that Lu Qingyuan would definitely lose.

No one can avoid these ten thousand swords at the same time.

You can avoid one sword, two swords, but you cannot avoid ten thousand swords!

"Wow!"

Gu Chun, who was sitting next to Lin Yuchu, stared at the ring, exclaimed, and said, "It's amazing!"

He was full of excitement and said with interest, "This trick looks so handsome!"

"Just looking good."

Lin Yuchu said calmly, "The scene is big."

Qin Chuan, who was sitting beside him, heard the disapproval of his words, turned his head, looked at him, and said, "What do you mean?"

"Literally." Lin Yuchu.

He stared at the ring in front of him, and thought, all swords were fired.

The so-called ten thousand swords are nothing but transformed by sword energy.

It looks sharp and powerful, but it is actually false.

Qin Chuan's ten thousand swords are too weak.

The real Wan Jian is not like this, Lin Yuchu thought, and then his face moved slightly.

At that moment just now, a certain image seemed to flash through his mind.

Thrilling, terrifying...

Tens of thousands of sharp swords, from the sky, all attack the world.

"what--"

A sudden exclamation woke up Lin Yuchu who was in deep thought.

He suddenly came back to his senses, raised his head, and looked forward, only to see the ring.

The thousand-handed long sword that followed Qin Chuan's order and attacked and killed Lu Qingyuan was about to pierce Lu Qingyuan's body and turn him into a hornet's nest.

suddenly--

stood still.

Then I saw.

Standing there, Lu Qingyuan suddenly raised his head and stared at Qin Chuan in front of him.

I saw him...

His whole body was shaken, and in an instant, a more violent sword energy than Qin Chuan's just now erupted, spreading and sweeping away in all directions, like a storm.

It was only a moment.

The densely packed ten thousand long swords that surrounded Lu Qingyuan disappeared in an instant.

Disappeared.

"puff--"

The moment Wan Jian dissipated.

Qin Chuan, who was standing in front of him, had blood dripping from the corner of his mouth.

Immediately, as if realizing something, he raised his head.

Look forward.

The pupils shrank suddenly.

I saw the front——

Holding a sharp long sword in his hand, Lu Qingyuan stabbed at him.

Fast, too fast!

The quick Qin Chuan couldn't react.

unable to move,

He could only watch helplessly as the sword stabbed towards him.

"puff!"

The tip of the sword touched Qin Chuan's heart.

With the awe-inspiring sword energy, Qin Chuan spurted out a stream of blood again.

The whole place was silent.

quietly.

"I lost."

After a while, Qin Chuan spoke.

Lu Qingyuan stood in front of him, looked at him, and did not speak.

After a moment.

He put away his sword.

Then he turned his head and looked down the ring in front of him, as if he was looking for something.

In the end, his eyes fell on Lin Yuchu who was sitting under the ring, looking at him.

Meeting his gaze, Lin Yuchu's expression froze for a moment.

Lu Qingyuan took a deep look at him, then put away his sword, turned and left without saying a word.

However, Lin Yuchu saw what he wanted to say from his eyes.

"I won."

This is what Lu Qingyuan wanted to tell him.

"Lu Qingyuan won!"

"Lu Qingyuan won!?"

"How did he win? Does anyone understand!"

"Please solve my doubts."

"..."

"..."

After the initial shock, everyone who came back to their senses immediately shouted in an uproar.

Gu Chun, who was sitting next to Lin Yuchu, stretched out his hand to touch his chin, and stared at the ring in front of him. He was still standing on it, his face was cold and pale, and Qin Chuan, who had a straight back, looked thoughtful.

"Qin Chuan uses aura to overwhelm people, and his sword aura is so powerful that no one can match it." Nanming Sword Lord said, "The aura is always against the enemy, and with a sword in hand, no one can match it."

"This is Qin Chuan's sword."

"He turned ten thousand swords with sword qi and attacked Lu Qingyuan. Lu Qingyuan should have been defeated. But Lu Qingyuan's sword qi and sword are bound to make him stronger, so he counterattacked. Therefore, Qin Chuan lost." Nanming Jianjun said, "Qin Chuan lost because he didn't understand his opponent."

In other words, he underestimated the enemy.

But just underestimate the enemy?

Nanming Jianjun looked at Lu Qingyuan who was hiding on the ring in front of him. Until now, no one had seen through his bottom line. He thought to himself, this is not as simple as underestimating the enemy.

Lin Yunheng who was sitting next to him had a thoughtful expression on hearing the words, and said, "Qin Chuan is not as good as Lu Qingyuan."

After Nanming Sword Lord heard this, his expression immediately changed.

"maybe."

Qin Chuan's sword lacks sharpening.