Shi Huachun unsheathed the sword. The dragon-patterned sword was all silver and bright, with a vigorous silver dragon entrenched on the blade. Two dazzling red jade stones were embedded in the dragon's eyes. The blood-colored eyeballs were waiting for the feeding of fresh blood.
Mo Yang took out the sheath and looked much thinner in front of the dragon-patterned sword. A noble aura filled his whole body, and although he was slender, he was extremely sharp.
Shi Hua's pure sword technique was vigorous and without any hesitation, the dragon-marked sword struck with a roar that cut through the air, approaching Chang Shisan's throat inch by inch.
Mo Yang was behind him, Chang Shisan had a strong figure, leaned back, then quickly turned around and stood up on his toes.
Mo Yang danced, the tip of the sword danced and swam, and like a long snake, he stabbed the dragon-marked knife towards Shi Huachun's back shoulder to defend himself, and "bang" the two peerless weapons collided together!
Chang Shisan's eyes were firm and fixed on Shi Huachun's eyes.
In a competition of strength, both of them clenched their teeth.
The corner of Shi Huachun's mouth twitched slightly, he kicked his feet on the ground, and struck Chang Shisan's waist with one leg!
Chang Shisan fought back with his left arm, protecting his waist.
The two separated and clashed together again.
The wooden boards on the ring creaked, struggling to bear the weight of the two men's feet.
Shaoan and Lin Xun were watching Chang Shisan's every move.
Jing Wen clenched her fists and silently prayed for Chang Shisan.
Everyone in the audience held their breath, not daring to miss any detail.
Shi Huachun's skills have indeed improved too much, and the intensity of the battle is no less intense than that of the decisive battle at Tianyun Mountain.
Even if Chang has practiced swordsmanship diligently for more than thirteen years, he cannot easily defeat this dragon-patterned sword!
Sure enough, the old enemy is the old enemy!
The vigorous power of the dragon pattern sword consumes a huge amount of physical strength, and every dance that Chang Shisan changes his body shape is also a vigorous effort to stimulate lightness.
The dragon-marked sword pressed forward step by step. Chang Shisan turned around in midair and hit Shi Huachun's chest hard with both feet. Shi Huachun stepped back and the two separated again.
The pure aura of Shihua was gradually consumed, and there was no longer a clear winner. At most, it was a draw!
This is not what he wants, he dreams of avenging his past!
The battle situation is at a stalemate.
Chang Shisan attacked again, Mo Yang followed his figure, and the sword and man merged into one.
Just when Shi Huachun was about to attack, Chang Shisan deliberately exposed his left shoulder, and Mo Yang pulled away from his body.
The dragon-patterned knife grabbed the gap and swung it towards Chang Shisan's shoulder without any hesitation, instantly creating a gap in Chang Shisan's robe!
At this moment, Chang Shisan spun around as quickly as possible, and Mo Yang landed on Shi Huachun's neck in an instant, leaving a shallow and thin line on the skin.
The benefits will come from tapping hard!
One sword determines victory!
The Dragon Pattern Knife stopped instantly, and Shi Huachun stopped all attacks!
Chang Shisan used his left shoulder as a bait. Shi Huachun took the bait and Shi Huachun was defeated!
The white robe was soaked in bright red by the blood that kept pouring out. A cut on Chang Shisan's shoulder forced his left hand to tremble slightly. The pain paralyzed the nerves bit by bit and invaded the whole body along the left shoulder.
Shi Huachun's soul is still undecided, and his long-cherished wish has come to nothing.
The man standing in front of him, this man who was at the top of the world of martial arts at such a young age, wanted to bite Chang Shisan into pieces with one bite!
Chang Shisan took away his reputation and Shimen’s reputation!
Shaoan looked at the blood marks on Chang Shisan's shoulder from a distance, quickly passed through the crowd, and hurriedly squeezed towards the ring.
Jing Wen and Lin Xun followed closely.
Shaoan finally breathed a sigh of relief. Although Chang Shisan was injured, he was safe.
Brother Thirteen really did it, Brother Thirteen defeated Shihua Chun again!
Just like back then, the moment Mo Yang pressed against Shi Huachun's throat, this tall brother was as high as a mountain and like drizzle in Shao An's heart.
The corner of Shi Huachun's mouth twitched, and for a moment it felt like a lump in his throat, and the anger surged out, straight against the Tianling Cap.
Chang Shisan gave a sharp look and said without any emotion: "Ping'an Town is mine. Humph, thank you very much."
"Whoosh!" Mo Yang took back.
The dragon-patterned sword with some blood stains no longer had any arrogance. Even if it left a cut on Chang Shisan's body, he was still defeated in the end.
Wiping away the blood stains, sheathed the sword. Mo Yang's blood lines were once again covered by the ink-colored scabbard, and the noble aura was deeply hidden by the scabbard.
In today's battle, Chang Shisan is still the best in the world, and the Tianyun Mountain Sect can still hold its head high in front of Shimen.
None of this has changed.
The difference is that Chang Shisan became the final winner of today's arena.
"when"
With the sound of a gong, the contest for marriage officially ended.
A thrilling showdown!
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In Xinglong Inn, Shaoan carefully cut off Chang Shisan's clothes, and a strong smell of blood filled the whole room.
A Youshen man's bloody mouth was five or six inches long, and the flesh and blood were cut open by the knife edge, leaving a deep depression.
Jing Wen glanced at it from a distance and turned away in an instant, tears welling up in her eyes.
Shaoan looked at Chang Shisan's pale face and put the Resurrection Pill into Chang Shisan's mouth.
Shaoan prepared two medicine bottles. These two medicines were unusual. They were not like ordinary white medicine. They were specially prepared for sword wounds.
This is the formula that Shaoan spent a whole year to come up with. For this reason, he has passed the threshold of several doctors.
The first bottle reduces swelling of the skin and flesh, and the second bottle accelerates wound healing.
The efficacy of the medicine is amazing, and the wound recovery speed is five to six times faster than ordinary wound medicine.
However, the pain caused by these two bottles of medicine to the injured is worse than a few cuts on the flesh!
Without strong endurance, Shaoan would never use this kind of medicine to treat injuries.
Long-term pain is not as good as short-term pain. Chang Shisan has become a habit of choosing this formula every time he is injured. The best degree of wound recovery is what Chang Shisan wants.
Chang Shisan would be in excruciating pain every time he took the medicine.
Shaoan still remembers the first time he used this medicine. Chang Shisan didn't believe Shaoan's words and insisted on taking it hard. Later, he bit his lip and it bled.
Every time he applied the medicine, Chang Shisan wanted to beat up his fourteenth brother who had caused him pain. The pain blurred his rational consciousness, forcing Chang Shisan to yell at Tang Shaoan.
Naturally, Shaoan wouldn't blame him. He just cursed a few words to relieve the suppressed pain, as long as it could make Chang Shisan feel better.
Chang Shisan watched Shaoan take out these two pill bottles that people both loved and hated, took a deep breath, closed his eyes and waited for the next moment of torture.
Shao An looked at Chang Shisan's reaction with distress: "Today's wound is a bit serious, otherwise, how about we change the medicine?"
Chang Shisan pursed his lips: "Come on, give your brother a good time!"
"Okay." Shaoan nodded slightly and said, "Sister Su, hold down Brother Thirteen's body, Lin Xun, hold down his left arm."
Shaoan added: "You two must use your full strength!"
Shaoan glanced at Jingwen who was standing in the distance: "Brother Thirteen, if you can't bear it anymore, just shout out, no one will laugh at you."
Chang Shisan determined his aura: "...can bear it..."
"Bring me a piece of cloth." Chang Shisan was a little embarrassed, but finally said it.
Shaoan folded a piece of cloth and placed it in Chang Shisan's mouth.