After Qin Shuo untied his knot, even the sky became clear. He wanted to participate in the sword competition!
But before that, he still needs to solve a small problem, that is, the quota for the Sword Control Sect to participate in the sword competition is full, and he is only a substitute and cannot directly play.
After Julie's injuries were repaired, she still didn't wake up. The retired Senior Sister Fourteen Swords took care of her, while the others were discussing the next candidate to fight.
For the first time, Li Qilin showed the strength of the leader: "No need to discuss, I will do the next game!"
He no longer wanted to see any of his classmates get hurt because of him.
Xiao Wu advised: "Brother, please don't be impulsive. Julie was injured like this, and we are also very angry, but you can't be carried away by anger. This is a major matter related to the survival of the sect."
Qi Qiu also said: "Yes, Senior Brother, although Senior Sister Zhu was seriously injured, she also completed her mission. Yinghe has already consumed a lot of spiritual energy."
A senior sister said: "I have Thirteen Swords, and Junior Brother Wang also has Thirteen Swords. Although we are not as good as Ying He, he can no longer kill us instantly, and we can still weaken him."
The last senior brother of the Eight Sword Masters said: "Master, I believe you have also seen that Ying He is not weak. Even if you defeat him with your sword control skills, it will take a lot of effort. You have to consume spiritual energy, and
Rong Ma is resting and waiting for work. As one goes and the other goes up, it becomes even more impossible for you to defeat his thirty-seven swords."
Li Qilin pinched his temples and heard the words of his fellow disciples, and what they said was not unreasonable.
Li Qilin didn't know that Ying He's qualifications had increased tenfold, but he had seen Ying He's moves and knew that he couldn't simply defeat the opponent.
There is one thing he really wants to say: "Do you really think that if I fight Rong Ma at my peak, I will win?"
But he didn't dare to say it because it would hurt the hearts of his fellow disciples too much.
How could he have the heart to tell the truth when his classmates risked their lives just to gain a little advantage for him?
And when it comes to the truth, do you think your fellow disciples don’t understand it?
Everyone is a swordsman genius, and everyone practices sword control. Who doesn't know that it is impossible for twenty-seven swords to defeat thirty-seven swords?
Everyone is just deceiving themselves, and no one wants to give away the sect's inheritance without doing anything.
Qin Shuo returned to the team. He ignored the brothers and sisters who were still having a heated discussion.
He interjected: "Well... um... everyone, can you listen to me and tell me something?"
Qin Shuo was already very prestigious among the Ten Sword Masters, and the Nine Swordsman Senior Brother who was brought to the spotlight by Qin Shuo was even more excited.
Senior Brother Nine Swords said hurriedly: "Junior Brother Qin, have you come up with another idea? What are you going to do this time? Can Xiao Wu's Nine Swords kill Rong Mana's scourge?"
Xiao Wu had a black line on his face: "You think too highly of me. Even if Junior Brother Qin is a Heavenly Master, he can't let me kill thirty-seven swords with nine swords."
Qin Shuo gave Senior Brother Jiujian a thumbs up and said: "Senior Brother is really powerful. You are right. I can let Senior Brother Xiao Wu kill Rong Ma, but the method of killing him is quite special, and Senior Brother Xiao Wu has to suffer even more."
A little bit bitter."
Brother Jiujian was overjoyed: "If you have any clever ideas, tell me! As long as you can kill Rong Ma, even if you castrate Xiao Wu, we won't have any objections."
Xiao Wu hurriedly protected Xiao Wu: "What about the deep brotherhood we promised?"
Qin Shuo waved to Xiao Wu: "Senior Brother Xiao Wu, come here."
Xiao Wu walked over, but his hands were extremely firm to protect his life: "What are you going to do? I... I can tell you, some things should not be done too much. I am the ninth generation of the Wu family!"
Qin Shuo stretched out his right hand and seemed to be holding something in his hand. He said, "Senior brother, don't be afraid. I just want to show you something."
Xiao Wu was surprised. He bent down to look at Qin Shuo's hand: "What are you looking at?"
Qin Shuo shouted: "Look at my fist as big as a casserole!"
With one Shenglong Fist, Xiao Wu fell down and passed out!
No one expected that Qin Shuo would suddenly punch Xiao Wu and knock him unconscious. Someone immediately came to rescue him. A senior brother even asked Qin Shuo angrily what he wanted to do.
Even Li Qilin couldn't understand Qin Shuo. He hesitated and asked: "Junior brother Qin... what are you..."
Qin Shuo twisted his wrist and looked at Xiao Wu with a bleeding nose, apologetically.
He said: "Okay, Senior Brother Xiao Wu is seriously injured and comatose, and can no longer fight! I will come on as a substitute, and I will be the next one!"
There was a black thread in July: "Junior Brother Qin, if you want to go on stage and say something, that's all. You really don't need to beat Xiao Wu like this."
Qin Shuo's eyes widened: "Is this such a child's play?"
Qi Qiu was slightly angry: "What else?"
Qin Shuo didn't even dare to look at Xiao Wu. Xiao Wu was wronged. It's been a long time since June.
Li Qilin pulled away his fellow disciple who was blocking the way and rushed over with a look of ecstasy. He held Qin Shuo's shoulders with both hands and almost shouted: "Are you telling the truth? Are you willing to fight for my Sword Controlling Sect?
Already?"
Qin Shuo shook his head: "It's not your Sword Controlling Sect, but our Sword Controlling Sect!"
Li Qilin was so excited that he even shed tears. God knows how much pressure he has endured for this moment.
Li Qilin looked towards the sky and shouted in his heart: "Master! I have found my little senior brother! He has admitted that he is a disciple of the Sword Control Sect! He is also willing to fight for the sect! He wants to preserve the sect's inheritance!"
None of the brothers could understand Li Qilin's excitement. Isn't Qin Shuo just a little better than Xiao Wu?
To be honest, when Qin Shuo defeated Xiao Wu last time, it was more of a strategy. Xiao Wu was unable to defend against his sudden simplified version of sword control.
If he only fights with strength, it's hard to say whether Qin Shuo can defeat Xiao Wu.
Qi Qi was a little confused. Li Qilin had sternly refused help from his fellow disciples just now and had to fight on his own no matter what.
Why did he suddenly change his mind?
"Did he and Junior Brother Qin already have a private discussion? What tricks are they going to use?"
Qi Qiyue is very confident in Qin Shuo's plan. With Qin Shuo as a wise man, she doesn't have to worry about the Sword Controlling Sect falling into someone else's scheme.
But as a sword cultivator, she actually doesn't like these little tricks.
If you want to win, you have to win with dignity,
If you want to lose, you have to lose beautifully,
What is the use of conspiracy and calculation?
She sighed: "They have no other choice. If they lose this sword competition, our Sword Controlling Sect will be doomed. Rather than watching the sect be destroyed, it's better to tear off the face and use it shamelessly."
Strategize to win.”
Qin Shuo took the sword box from Li Qilin. This was Li Qilin's own sword box. There were two hundred iron swords in it. No matter how Qin Shuo consumed them, they should be enough.
Qin Shuo jumped into the situation and put down the sword case gently and deftly. Although the ground had been cleaned and there was no trace of blood, there was still the smell of blood in the air.
This is Julie's blood!
Qin Shuo pursed his lips and looked at Ying He opposite him coldly.