Dream of Centuries And Eternal Sorrow/C165 Number Two and Number One!(2)
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C165 Number Two and Number One!(2)

"First Sword." Lee Zhuohua let out a low shout, and the Holy Spirit Sword Technique was immediately unleashed.

When the two of them heard Lee Zhuohua's low shout, they knew that the other party was going to use his own offensive methods. However, they did not know who Lee Zhuohua was going to attack, so they activated their own Gang Qis to protect their bodies, carefully dealing with it.

"Hey." Lee Zhuohua chuckled, and stabbed out with his Right Hand Sword finger.

"He's here." When the two of them saw Lee Zhuohua's actions, they paused slightly, afraid that Lee Zhuohua would attack them.

However, they were wrong.

The pure white sword qi didn't stab at any of them. Instead, it turned in the air and directly stabbed at the last flag.

"The flag is mine now, the two of you." Lee Zhuohua chuckled. Before the two of them could react, he was pulled towards the last flag by the sword Qi.

"Hiss, how dare you!" After Qin Weiyang understood Lee Zhuohua's intention, he sucked in a cold breath of air.

However, he did not just stand there in a daze. He could not let Lee Zhuohua get the last flag just like that.

The aura of his body suddenly skyrocketed, abandoning Chiang Jin who was at the side, and chased after Lee Zhuohua at an astonishing speed, as if he had used some kind of secret technique.

Chiang Jin was also surprised. He didn't expect Lee Zhuohua to use such a move, but he immediately returned to his normal state.

"Interesting." The corner of Chiang Jin's mouth moved as he spat out two words.

His hands moved slightly, and a gray-white energy immediately covered his entire body. He also chased after it.

The three of them had all started to use their own methods. As for who the final flag would fall to, the audience held their breaths and paid close attention to it, not daring to miss a single detail.

...

In the main viewing gallery.

"It seems that the champion of the competition is about to be announced. Who could it be? Hehe." Jing Jingxuan said calmly.

...

Zhao Family Chamber of Commerce's seating area.

"Just a little more. Young Master Lee, you can do it!" Zhao Hanyan nervously looked at the figure of Lee Zhuohua who was approaching the last flag. His hands unconsciously started to clench tightly.

"Young master, you can do it." Zi Lan secretly cheered for Lee Zhuohua.

...

The audience were all staring at the last moment. They were eager to know who would be the champion of the competition.

Lee Zhuohua? Either Qin Weiyang or Chiang Jin.

No one would know who would win the first place until the very last moment. Thus, everyone could only quietly pay attention to it.

Lee Zhuohua used the Holy Spirit Sword Technique and knew that the two of them would immediately catch up to him, but everything was within his calculations, and this was the situation he wanted.

"Hehe." Lee Zhuohua chuckled, and the pulling force of the pure white sword qi suddenly increased.

Seeing Lee Zhuohua's speed increase, the two people who were chasing him from behind immediately increased their own speed. At the same time, they raised their hands and attacked Lee Zhuohua.

Now that they had used their true abilities, they were no longer fighting with their fists and feet.

"Think about it." Qin Weiyang let out a low shout from behind and struck his palm towards Lee Zhuohua's back.

"Humph." Chiang Jin snorted coldly, and the grey-white Qi in his hands rushed towards Lee Zhuohua.

Their attacks arrived in the blink of an eye, and Lee Zhuohua was about to arrive in front of the flag.

Right at this moment.

Lee Zhuohua turned around abruptly, pointed his sword with his left hand, and unleashed another move of The Holy Spirit Sword Technique, directly meeting the attacks of the two men.

"Third Sword." Lee Zhuohua shouted in a low voice.

Three pure white sword qi suddenly appeared. With a wave of Lee Zhuohua's left arm, they pierced towards the two people who were chasing after him.

At this moment, Qin Weiyang and Lee Zhuohua finally caught up to them.

"Boom!" "Boom!"

*Crash!* At that instant, the three of them were enveloped in a cloud of dust.

The audience could no longer see the three of them, and they had no idea what was going on.

"What's going on?"

"Who managed to get the last flag?!"

The audience was getting anxious because they couldn't see clearly.

However, even though they couldn't clearly see what was happening on the field, they could still hear some sounds of battle. It was as if the three people on the field were fighting for the last flag in the midst of the smoke and dust.

After a long while, the sounds of fighting slowly faded away.

"Who won?" The audience wanted to know who the final winner was.

"Whoosh whoosh."

A cool breeze blew over at the right time, blowing away the smoke and dust on the field.

Three figures immediately appeared in everyone's line of sight.

Lee Zhuohua and the other two were standing in three corners, looking at each other.

It seemed like the result was out.

"Who is it?"

"Look over there."

Following the exclamation of one person, everyone focused their attention on the direction of the commotion.

They only saw a pale Chiang Jin holding the last flag in his hand and standing proudly.

"The Jiang Family Chamber of Commerce has obtained first place? The Qin and Zhao families are tied for second place?" Someone said.

It seemed that this was the result. The Chiang Family had won the first place, and the audience was going to cheer for the name of the Jiang Family Chamber of Commerce.

But at this moment, a sharp-eyed spectator noticed an abnormality.

"No, look at the hand of the person from the Zhao Family Chamber of Commerce."

When everyone heard this shout, they turned their heads in confusion.

"Hmm?"

"How is this possible?"

After clearly seeing what was in Lee Zhuohua's hand, all the spectators had expressions of disbelief and doubt.

That's right.

Lee Zhuohua was holding a flag in his hand, but in the end, there was only one flag. If Chiang Jin was holding the last flag, then where did the flag in Lee Zhuohua's hand come from?

No one could figure out what had just happened, but right now, everyone wanted to know where the flag in Lee Zhuohua's hand came from.

Lee Zhuohua held the flag in his hand and revealed a playful expression.

He raised his head and looked at the other two.

At this moment, Qin Weiyang was also puzzled. Just now, it was clearly Chiang Jin who snatched the last flag, but he could not understand where the flag in Lee Zhuohua's hand came from.

Chiang Jin, who was pale, seemed to have thought of something, and turned his head to look behind him, and then his face revealed a look of understanding.

His gaze swept towards Lee Zhuohua, and there was a cold intent in his eyes.

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