Watson said quietly: "I only use two swords! Most of them, you win!"

As soon as these words came out, a pin drop could be heard in the huge square. No one spoke, and not a single monk cheered.

In their opinion, Murong Anran from the academy was already extremely crazy, but they didn't expect the boy from Yunqi Temple to be even crazier!

Yunqi Temple only has two swords!!!

One less sword than your academy, and half a dozen more moves, so you win!

Even Kunlun, who is also a disciple of the ninth level of the Golden Core, dare not speak out about such arrogance, let alone Yunqi Temple, a waste who doesn't even seem to be in the foundation building realm!

"Okay! As expected of me, Zhu Jiu's brother. Brother, I will warm the wine and wait for you to celebrate after killing the enemy with two swords!"

Zhu Jiu, who was under the high platform, roared: "Brothers of the Forbidden Army, why are you standing there in a daze? Cheer for my brother!"

The thousands of Imperial Guards below the high platform were stunned for a moment, and then let out an earth-shattering roar: "Young Master is mighty!"

"Young Master is mighty!"

"Young master will win!"

For a moment, the Forbidden Army cheered loudly all around the Kunlun duel stage, and their roars soared into the sky, heading deep into Kunlun!

Even the Kunlun disciples were ignited by Watson's decisiveness and determination!

Regardless of whether you can win or not, at least you cannot lose to your opponent in terms of momentum. Once you lose your momentum, there is no need to fight!

Even Jiang Tianhai was laughed at by Watson's words.

Looking at Elder Liuyun and Yan Tianfeng beside him, he said, "This kid is crazy. This is a duel, not a quarrel!"

Only Jiang Qingqing looked at the silent Nalan Qiuxue and asked quietly: "In the opinion of junior sister, who of the two can win?"

A duel between two men: Watson, who had just broken off her engagement with Nalan Qiuxue, and Murong Anran, her senior brother from the academy who had a crush on her.

From Jiang Qingqing's point of view, it felt weird no matter how much he thought about it.

Nalan Qiuxue was stunned when she heard this. She frowned tightly and was speechless for a while. After a long time, she softly replied: "Senior brother has already seen the threshold of Nascent Soul..."

It goes without saying that Nalan Qiuxue is optimistic about Murong Anran from the academy.

Jiang Qingqing smiled faintly, looked at Watson on the high platform, waved her hand, and said something that only Watson could hear.

Watson on the high platform was stunned, looked at the sky and smiled faintly: "Whoever abandons me..."

So Zhu Jiu and Jiang Qingqing both understood Watson's meaning, and they cheered for Watson in unison: "Well done!"

Hua Chang's sword pointed at Murong Anran, and he swung his left hand under the high platform to signal everyone to be quiet. He wanted to end this meaningless revenge battle as soon as possible!

In terms of grace and grace, Watson on the high platform is far inferior to Murong Anran.

Today, Watson is still wearing the same coarse cloth shirt from Yunqi Temple. At first glance, he looks like a monk, but up close, he is not much different from a Kunlun handyman!

There was no valuable attire on his body, and since he was only twelve years old, he looked so thin and small when standing on the duel stage, and he looked obviously vulnerable.

Murong Anran was different. He was wearing a white shirt with gold rims and a belt decorated with emeralds. I am afraid that only the princes of Jiashi City would wear such luxurious clothes.

The two competed on the duel stage, and the shabby Hua's aura immediately weakened.

In the eyes of everyone, Watson might not be able to last three rounds, let alone kill his opponent with two swords!

After everyone calmed down, they all thought that it would be impossible to produce only two swords.

Watson's white fingers held the long sword. In the eyes of a group of Kunlun disciples, the senior sister's fingers were probably not as good as Watson's. He thought and couldn't even believe how much power such a slender little hand could produce?

However, the elders of Kunlun have announced the rules for the competition, but there are no rules!

In this way, Watson can only go all out. No matter whether the opponent is a lion or a tiger, he can kill it with one sword.

What's more, Murong Anran's eyes showed murderous intent, which instantly aroused Watson's wild nature.

Just like what Elder Liu Yun said, if you are all on the duel stage, what rules should you abide by?

They couldn't run more than five feet away, so Watson could clearly see Murong Anran's expression. The veins were exposed, and he was as fierce as a tiger descending from the mountain. He believed that this guy couldn't wait to fight to the death with him.

But for Murong Anran, everything is no longer important now!

All the thoughts of defeating the disciples of Paiyun Qi Temple and gaining unlimited fame in Kunlun and having his junior sister marry him willingly were all forgotten by him.

The only thing on his mind right now is to kill Watson!

Because, to him, only a dead Watson will not pose a threat to him.

Watson smiled faintly and looked at the angry lion in front of him, as if to say, are you ready to die?

And Murong Anran wanted to immediately chop off Watson's head with a sword and cut it into pieces. Even if he couldn't get something, he couldn't let Watson get it.

Not to mention, in his eyes, the Watson in front of him was just a bitch who didn't even have a foundation.

Everyone on the duel stage fell silent for a moment. Whether it was Nalan Qiuxue or Murong Lengyan, everyone saw Murong Anran's moment of victory.

Nalan Qiuxue even thought that if Watson really lost, the worst she could do was fly on stage and save his life, which would be regarded as repaying the favor of Watson's mother.

"The duel begins! Don't wait any longer!"

Liu Yun looked at Jiang Tianhai's impatient look and finally gave the order for a duel.

Murong Anran rushed over like lightning in an instant, and his anger turned into a torrential flood in an instant, causing his aura of the ninth level of the Golden Core to burst out.

Watson's eyes only moved once before he saw through Murong Anran's killing move!

Looking at the world with the eyes of the sky, you can also see through the fatal sword strike of Murong Anran, not to mention that he had divine fire in his eyes on Wentian Peak!

Zhui Feng's sword is a sword technique that even the zombies under the abyss cannot resist.

Murong Anran arrived with lightning, and the Spirit Sword in his hand was a peerless sword energy. In the eyes of everyone, this sword could easily smash a huge bluestone, not to mention the weak Watson.

Murong Anran didn't want to waste his time. He just wanted to chop off Watson's head with one sword. He used his strength to chop the mountain and slashed at Watson with absolute power!

He can break through all means with one force and take out lives with his sword. He wants to see how Watson can escape?

Watson frowned slightly, and he saw that Murong Anran had also cultivated the power of the physical body, and was no worse than the Yuanying realm monks he met before.

Just at the moment when the opponent's spiritual sword was about to strike at his head...

Watson calmly swung his sword and rushed towards his opponent without retreating!

In the eyes of everyone in the audience, Watson turned into a gust of wind in an instant. No, it should be said that it was a few points faster than the gust of wind!

The long sword in his hand followed the strong wind and slashed out with a sword that was slightly faster than the strong wind!

Chase the wind with one sword!

"Boom!" sounded, and Murong Anran, who rushed towards him, flew backwards instantly.

The moment the spiritual sword approached Watson's head, the long sword in Watson's hand advanced instead of retreating, slashing at Murong Anran's neck with lightning and lightning!

Between life and death, the shocked Murong Anran was so frightened that he swatted out his left hand, and with the force of the shock, he flew out like a kite with its string broken.

If Watson hadn't paused, Murong Anran would be a dead man right now!

Watson was a late striker, using his absolute speed to surpass Murong Anran's absolute power.

Even though Watson blocked Murong Anran's fatal sword for a moment, neither Kunlun elders Jiang Tianhai nor Yan Tianfeng felt a trace of spiritual energy fluctuations on Watson's body.

Even the elder of the academy, Murong Lengyan, is going crazy!

It is absolutely impossible for the Buddhist body to be able to withstand the power of the ninth level of the golden elixir!

At the moment when thousands of people's eyes followed Murong Anran's killing sword, their hearts beat faster, but they were cut through by Watson's chasing wind sword, and it still flew backwards!

Everyone's hearts suffocated, this is absolutely impossible!

This is not a fake fight, this is a decisive battle between the two sides, and no one can fake it!

The only explanation is that the physical power of the Buddhist body of the boy from Yunqi Temple has surpassed that of Murong Anran, who is at the ninth level of the Academy's Golden Elixir, and this also surprised thousands of people!

The power of Buddhism to strike back can also kill the opponent, and it is still two absolute realms apart!

In fact, it should be said that the current Murong Anran was not in Watson's eyes at all!

Hua, who was under the abyss, had already broken through to the peak of the Golden Core after fighting zombies. If he hadn't entered the secret realm to save his sister, he could have broken through to the Nascent Soul at any time.

Therefore, he has not gathered a trace of true energy. He wants to use the power of the Buddhist body to kill Murong Anran and make the elders and disciples of the academy despair!

"Senior sister, have you seen that young man's sword clearly?"

"No, it's too fast."

"The sword has been drawn but cannot be seen. Who can dodge such a sword?"

"There is no spiritual energy fluctuation, but the ability to kill the golden elixir is terrifying!"

Not only the many elder disciples of Kunlun, but also the imperial guards of Jiashi City were dumbfounded.

Countless people are wondering, if Watson's sword strikes their heads, will they be able to escape?

Murong Anran, who flew out upside down, felt like his soul was out of body for a moment, and had an illusion of death, and then he also knew that he could not lose!

Whether it's for the academy, for himself, or for the junior sisters below, he must never lose!

For just a moment, Murong Anran smiled evilly, and shot out two golden lights towards Watson in his hand. At the same time, the spiritual sword in his hand started to move again!

The two golden lights instantly turned into two huge flames and rushed toward Watson.
To be continued...