Death In The End Of World/C131 The War Was Imminent
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C131 The War Was Imminent

Dugu Nan drank the entire jar with tears in his eyes. After breaking the empty jar, he reluctantly said, "You and I already know each other. You should leave this place!"

Faang Qingping was a little puzzled. "Why?"

Dugu Nan said, "Do you know who I will compete with tomorrow?"

Faang Qingping said, "I do. Dragon-scale Sword Yuen Xiaotian?"

Dugu Nan nodded and said, Yes. " It was unknown whether they would win or lose this battle. Not to mention, after the battle with the Dragon-scale Sword, the Phoenix-tail Sword, and this little brat. Since you have acknowledged me, if I die, you will be deeply entangled in the entanglement of grudges. There is no need for that. "

Faang Qingping asked, "Do you have to turn a blind eye to the hatred between you and your father?"

Dugu Nan smiled and said, "It is a fair fight. Life and death are decided by fate. How can there be a grudge between us?"

Of course Faang Qingping understood what he said. As a swordsman, his life and death were completely controlled by the weapon in his hand during the martial arts competition.

This was another realm. What he pursued was the quality of his martial arts. There was no conflict between life and death, kindness, or resentment.

This was the difference between Dugu Nan and the others and ordinary people. It wasn't that they didn't have grudges in their hearts, but rather that they didn't want to have grudges mixed in with an evenly matched battle.

Life and death were in their hands. If they won, they would be better, but if they lost, they wouldn't be able to learn anything.

It was already late at night, and the sky was filled with fragmentary stars. Cricket cries echoed in the grass, along with the crackling sounds of wood burning. The surroundings seemed especially quiet.

Dugu Nan fell asleep. Duan Tianya drank alone. At this time, Faang Qingping also walked out with a pot of wine. He added some firewood to the fire and asked, "Who will win the competition tomorrow?"

Duan Tianya drank a mouthful of wine and replied, "It's not surprising for anyone to win. It's not surprising for anyone to lose. "

Faang Qingping sighed and said. "I have been wandering in the martial arts world for a few years and felt that my sword skills were not bad. Today, I have to see a few of you to know that there is always someone better than me. There is always someone better than me. "

Duan Tianya said with a smile, "Senior Dugu is the number one swordsman today!"

Faang Qingping was puzzled. "Since he is the current number one swordsman, why did he say that he might lose?"

Duan Tianya smiled and said, "You said it yourself. There is always someone better than you. "

Faang Qingping said, "My dad has been in the martial world for so many years. People in the martial world have already seen and experienced everything. What other people and things he doesn't know?"

Duan Tianya said, "The world is unpredictable. In short, whether it is the Dragon-scale Sword or the Phoenix-tail Sword, they are not ordinary people. "

Faang Qingping listened and continued to ask, "Who exactly are you?"

Duan Tianya looked at him and then said to himself, "Me? I don't know who I am either!"

Faang Qingping said, "You are so young, yet you have such a high level of sword skill. Even my father, Yuen Xiaotian, and Tang Wuhua look at you highly. Who exactly are you? I have never heard of you in the martial arts world before! "

Duan Tianya turned around and asked, "Have you heard of a person who used to be a follower?"

Faang Qingping said, "I have heard that that person was only a servant to others, but when Mistress duels with others, she would not interfere. "

Duan Tianya said, "That person is me!"

Faang Qingping stared at him with widened eyes, then smiled bitterly and said, "How is that possible? With your sword skills and martial arts, how could you be willing to do this? Impossible. . . Impossible. . . "

Duan Tianya knew that Faang Qingping would not believe it. However, regardless of whether he believed it or not, there were some things that were originally true, and no one believed it. Some things were false to begin with, but everyone believed it to be true.

People in the Jianghu were all like that. When they heard it, they saw it. When they got involved, things became complicated.

After staying here for nearly three days, Duan Tianya and Dugu Nan didn't have much interaction. The reason why Duan Tianya didn't leave was because he didn't want to leave Yellow Lawn. Even if he left, he still had to come back. Instead of leaving, it was better for him to stay here.

The next day, the sky was not bright yet. Dugu Nan got up early and exercised his muscles and bones. He then sat beside the fire and wiped the sword in his hand.

Yuen Xiaotian and Tang Wuhua also came very early. They rode on horses. Yuen Xiaotian looked very good. After getting off the horse, he saw Duan Tianya and threw the wine he had brought to him.

Tang Wuhua smiled and said, "It seems you have a good life here. "

Duan Tianya raised the wine pot in his hand and casually threw it to Tang Wuhua. He said, "As long as there is wine, it is the same everywhere. "

Tang Wuhua took the wine pot and said with a smile. "Your master is the Ghost Sword. And you are an alcoholic! "

Duan Tianya replied, "Drinking without getting drunk, how can you be considered an alcoholic?"

Yuen Xiaotian faced Duan Tianya and said, "If I lose today, I will lose my life. The big and small people in Yuen's Mansion, old and young, will be taken care of by Duan in the future. "

Duan Tianya said, "It seems like Mr Yuen isn't very optimistic about this battle. "

Yuen Xiaotian smiled and said, "In the past, if anyone in the Jianghu faced Ghost Sword, Hu Liang, would he say that he could win?"

The sword was still the same sword. Dugu Nan knew that the person was still the same two people. The Yuen Xiaotian in front of him was definitely not a wealthy merchant. Yuen Xiaotian also knew in his heart that Dugu Nan's sword technique was not as shabby as his.

The sun shone brightly and the green grass swayed gently. The battle in Yellow Lawn this time was destined to be extraordinary.

Yuen Xiaotian waved his sword. This sword attack was divided into two paths. The two paths were combined into four moves. The four moves were combined into one move. This sword attack alone had shown the great power of Yuen Xiaotian's sword technique.

Dugu Nan had used one sword attack, which had transformed into three movements. The three movements gave birth to nine moves. His sword technique was superb and unpredictable. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed that there was such an exquisite sword technique in the Jianghu.

The two of them exchanged blows, neither giving in to each other. Faang Qingping's mouth was wide open when he saw this. Many people in the Jianghu had praised his sword technique, but when he saw their sword techniques today, he felt that his technique was like a child's play.

Tang Wuhua and Duan Tianya seemed to be much more relaxed. They simply sat beside the fire, toasted to each other, and toasted to each other.

The wine became thicker and thicker, and the meat in the casserole became more and more fragrant. The fight between the two became more and more intense. Faang Qingping nervously walked up to Tang Wuhua and asked worriedly, "Look at this situation. Who can win?"

Duan Tianya asked as he drank. "Who do you want to win?"

Faang Qingping was silent. Of course he wanted Dugu Nan to win, but when he saw Yuen Xiaotian's sword skill, he knew that it would be a fierce battle.

Yuen Xiaotian's reputation was not undeserved. Although Yuen Xiaotian had been widely known in the martial arts world for the past few years that he was related to money, no one in the martial arts world could deny Yuen Xiaotian's sword technique.

To Dugu Nan, Yuen Xiaotian and Duan Tianya were more like a kind of inheritance. Back then, Dugu Nan had lost to their master one after another. The competition now was not only a hindrance but also a proof.

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