Bodhidharma didn't even look back, and didn't even watch the next game. He just chose to leave. With his departure, the battle ended with Tang Feng winning.
When Lu Zhanpeng announced the results, he was looking at Tang Feng. Although he was still smiling, there was an intriguing and sinister look in his eyes.
"The second showdown of the second round will proceed!" Lu Zhanpeng raised his head and said loudly to the people below: "Now we invite the Dragon Group Feilong Envoy and the Beggar Clan Chu Xionghe to come on stage for a duel."
As his words fell, another commotion broke out in the audience. It is undeniable that the last duel was exciting, but this second duel is probably just as fierce.
After all, in the arena, Chu Xionghe of the Beggar Clan and Feilongji of the Dragon Group were the two first geniuses to become famous, and they had already competed five years ago.
At that time, the Flying Dragon Master was slightly ahead by half a point. Now, five years later, the two are fighting again, but they don't know what the outcome will be.
"Tell me about the two of them, who will win this duel?" someone in the audience suddenly said.
"Of course it's the Flying Dragon Envoy. After all, he defeated Chu Xionghe five years ago."
"That's not necessarily true. I heard that the Chuxiong River had an adventure and obtained a Shushan Spiritual Sword. It's hard to say who will win this time."
"It is true that there are adventures in the Chuxiong River, but don't forget that the Flying Dragon Envoy also received opportunities!"
While everyone in the audience was talking about it, Chu Xionghe and Feilongshi glanced at each other coincidentally, and then the two began to take steps and slowly walked towards the ring.
Neither of them spoke. After all, in their situation, no matter how much words they said, it would be superfluous.
The two of them walked to the ring. Chu Xionghe held the Shushan Spirit Sword in his hand and said, "Brother Feilong, please!"
Although Feilongshi was arrogant and arrogant, Chu Xionghe was one of the few people who caught his eye. He held the Full Moon Demon Sword in his hand and said, "Brother Chu, please!"
After the words fell, there was a sudden clang, and Chu Xionghe had already drawn his sword. The silver-white long sword was dazzling, and at the same time, the Flying Dragon Envoy had also drawn his sword.
The two of them stepped forward and rushed out at the same time. The ring suddenly became stormy, and the two of them brought up violent wind and waves, which shows how violent the momentum was.
Both of them were still holding their respective knives and swords tightly, both were still holding back their attacks, and both were still gathering momentum, waiting for a fierce blow.
Seeing that the two were about to collide, Chu Xionghe raised his right hand and the Shushan Spiritual Sword was thrust out.
The Feilongshi just slashed down. It seemed like an ordinary sword strike, but with this strike, all Chu Xionghe's offensives had been blocked.
"What a terrifying sword technique!" Tang Feng couldn't help but sigh when he saw this: "The Flying Dragon Master has only had this sword for two months, but his understanding of the sword technique has become extremely proficient."
Duan Feiyang next to him nodded and said: "Yes, his sword skills have almost returned to his original nature."
Chu Xionghe on the stage was also shocked. The spirit sword could not move forward, so he could only retreat and try to change his moves.
However, at this moment, the flying dragon envoy slashed him with his sword again. It was still an ordinary sword strike, but it was like lightning, flashing out of thin air and cutting him off on the head.
Chu Xionghe's expression changed. Fortunately, he was not slow at all. He quickly pulled away and dodged to avoid it. At the same time, with a slight flick of his right wrist, the spiritual sword stabbed out from his armpit strangely.
The angle of this sword was very tricky, and the dragon warrior frowned slightly. Although he could cut off with this sword, he was absolutely confident that he could chop off half of the opponent's shoulder with one sword.
But if he cuts it down, Chu Xionghe's spiritual sword will definitely be able to break his wrist.
In the midst of the lightning and flint, the Flying Dragon Envoy still didn't dare to fight head-on, so he drew his sword and turned around with a slight drink.
"Go!" Chu Xionghe seemed to be sure that he would retreat. With a swipe of his right wrist, the Shushan Spirit Sword flew out and stabbed the Feilong user in the throat.
This technique of his seems to be the sword-controlling technique that Xu Yao used just now. The ancient Shushan Sword Sect was famous for its flying sword control.
Legend has it that if one reaches a profound state, a Shushan Spiritual Sword can be infinitely magnified, and can even carry people on the sword to the point of flying in the air.
The Flying Dragon User had just returned his sword and had not yet stopped. It would be difficult for ordinary people to react at this time, but he was not an ordinary person after all.
With a cold shout, he slashed out with his sword. The speed of his sword was so fast that even Tang Feng could not accurately understand it.
The sword slashed down, and there was a clang sound. The blade looked at the edge of the sword, and fire suddenly burst out. The flying sword fell, but the flying dragon user did not pause at all, and immediately slashed across the waist with a sword.
His sword carried billowing Xuanyuan, and the sword energy was so long and horizontal that even the surrounding flowers, plants, and trees were destroyed and turned upside down. Some people in the audience with weaker skills couldn't help being shocked and backed away.
At present, Chu Xionghe's sword has been knocked down, and it is difficult to resist his sword with his bare hands.
However, Chu Xionghe was not an ordinary person after all. He immediately took three steps back and his hands were already forming the seal: "The Eighteen Palms of the Dragon!"
As he exhaled and made a sound, the colorful and dazzling dragon-subduing palm gestures suddenly rushed out like roaring dragons, intertwined with each other.
Chu Xionghe jumped forward and slashed with one slash, which actually broke his Dragon Subduing Palm Style. Then he rushed forward again and slashed with another slash.
Chu Xionghe looked horrified. He never expected that the opponent's sword would be so powerful. Only now did he understand why Xu Yao had already reached the realm of sword control and still lost to the opponent in the end.
However, at this time, Chuxionghe did not retreat. He stood erect and motionless, as if he was planning to surrender.
In just a flash, the flying dragon envoy had already chopped off his head with a sword. The sword was so violent that even a rock, let alone a human being, could be cut in half by his sword.
When people in the audience saw this, they couldn't help being surprised and shouted: "What happened to Chuxiong River? Why didn't he dodge? Did he admit defeat?"
"Flash, are you frightened by this knife?"
Tang Feng did not speak, and he did not even show any panic look on his face. After all, he knew Chu Xionghe, and the other party was a person who had experienced storms after all, so he could not be so weak.
So of course he had an ulterior motive for doing this.
But in the blink of an eye, Feilongshi's sword had reached the top of Chu Xionghe's head. However, at this moment, a whooshing sound suddenly sounded in the air.
The spiritual sword that originally fell to the ground flew up at some point and shot like a sky-shattering rainbow, piercing the dragon user's neck from behind.
The flying dragon user was startled, and finally understood why the other party was dodging. He gritted his teeth and turned back with a knife, facing the spiritual sword.
However, this time, he missed the mark. When he slashed down, the Shushan Spirit Sword suddenly changed its direction and stabbed diagonally from the left.
"How is that possible!" The flying dragon envoy was truly shocked.
