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Volume 1 Chapter 13 The First Sound of Thunder

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    "Which old dog is barking here? If you don't shut up, I will kill him with one sword."

    Hearing Chen Wei talk like a little beast, no matter how calm Chen Shaobai is, he is still angry in his heart. It would not be a big deal if he just scolded him, but the other party's dirty words have already insulted his family, so he has no choice but to fight back.

    "Swordsmanship is profound and profound, and it takes a lifetime to study and understand it. Two months of hard training? I'm afraid I haven't even entered it yet!"

    "You're a fast-talking little beast, let's see the truth behind your hands!"

    Being called an old dog, the hole in Chen Wei's self-esteem was severely poked. His cold expression suddenly distorted, and he took the lead to thrust out with a sword.

    This is exactly the swordsmanship he used to break the chain of arrows two months ago.

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    With a flash of green light, the long sword in Chen Wei's hand seemed to ignore the distance between the two, and flashed in front of Chen Shaobai's left chest - he still wanted to pierce his heart with the sword.

    ¡°I¡¯ll just twist out my heart and shatter it into pieces, let¡¯s see how you survive!¡±

    Looking at Chen Shaobai's silent appearance, Chen Wei seemed to have foreseen his miserable end, and a sinister smile instantly appeared on his face.

    But when he saw the sword hitting his chest, Chen Shaobai just laughed softly, lifted Mengde up diagonally, accurately blocked the thrust, circled straight, and stuck to it like a tarsal maggot.  cut.

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    The blue-red light flashed, and a large amount of sparks splashed out from the swords of the two men, causing the people watching the excitement to take a few steps back for fear that they would be accidentally injured.

    The sword in Chen Wei's hand was obviously extraordinary. Even though it was chopped and slashed by the huge force of the bronze sword Menghui, it did not show any damage.

    Chen Shaobai's face was calm, but he was a little surprised: "Guan Gong is using a big sword in front of him, he is not overestimating his own capabilities."

    Although the sword manual of "Emergency Thunder" also describes the basics of other swordsmanship, they are all passed by like a dragonfly touching water, and there is only one focus in the whole book.

    prick!

    If you know how to kill someone with a stab, you will naturally know how to block other people's sword thrusts.  Although Chen Wei has been studying swordsmanship for many years and is much more proficient than Chen Shaobai, in terms of sword thrusting alone, he can't even compare to him.

    When they fought two months ago, Chen Shaobai didn't even know the slightest bit of swordsmanship, so Chen Wei still had some contempt for him and didn't use his unique skills. Instead, he wanted to use the most basic method to humiliate Chen Shaobai to death.

    Only by knowing yourself and the enemy can you fight a hundred battles without danger.  The strength of the two was not far apart, but Chen Wei had contempt for them, so he immediately fell behind.

    Using brute force to control Meng De's long sword, with a "clang" sound, Chen Wei's sword was lifted half an inch away, and Chen Shaobai straightened the sword straight into his chest.

    "Danger!"

    Seeing that the man from the mountain whom he despised was so accomplished in swordsmanship, Chen Chong, who was standing outside the field, shrank his pupils slightly and pulled out his sword. However, thinking of Shang Lu's harshness towards sword fighting, his movements were unconscious.  He hesitated for a moment.

    He was so stunned that the tip of Chen Shaobai's sword had already touched Chen Wei's dark blue tights.

    The sword power has been accumulated enough, Chen Shaobai's body instantly became as hard as a piece of iron, the power penetrated through, and his wrists trembled slightly.

    Boom!

    The dream turned into a stream of blue-red light, and thunder exploded from the ground, resounding throughout the Wanji Tower.

    The sword came out of the body, bringing up a handful of dripping blood.

    Chen Wei looked at the big hole two fingers wide on his chest, opened his mouth, and spat out some pink blood bubbles, which were full of fishy and sweet smell. He suddenly understood that his heart veins and alveoli had been messed up by the force of the wind.  It's a mess, and there's no way to survive.

    At this moment, his newly raised evil smile was frozen on his face, looking extremely strange.

    ¡°I¡¯m not willing to accept that the Xuanji Sword I¡¯m most proud of hasn¡¯t been used yet!¡±

    Chen Shaobai's ears are very strong. Although the other party's voice was confused and unclear, he could still hear it clearly.

    ¡°In a sword duel, life and death can only happen in the blink of an eye. Now that you have drawn your sword, you must treat the enemy in front of you seriously.¡±

    "A lion fights a rabbit with all his strength, that's what it means."

    Knowing that Chen Wei's strength was not weaker than his own, Chen Shaobai had some enlightenment.

    "Besides, you are not a lion, and I am not a rabbit. Your death was not unjust."

    So he slashed at Chen Wei's head with his sword.

    Pfft!

    Chen Wei¡¯s good man¡¯s head was pressed three feet away by the blood, and the blood was spread all over the face and body of a prostitute.

    When his head fell to the ground, his eyes still contained a strong sense of unwillingness and regret.

      "So chic, so domineering"

    Many dancers and singers looked at Chen Shaobai with a slight change in their eyes. They no longer had the same jealousy and disgust as before, but felt as if they were seeing an idol.

    Mengde¡¯s long sword is sharp and tough, so the workload of cutting off Chen Wei¡¯s vertebrae barely caused any wear and tear on it.

    Chen Shaobai randomly found a singer and asked for a handkerchief. He carefully wiped the bloodstains on Meng Ke and put it into the sheath. Without looking carefully, he began to collect Chen Wei's belongings bit by bit into the package.  middle.

    "Can, can you let me keep this handkerchief? I want to keep it as a souvenir."

    This singer was so courageous that she dared to speak to the murderer on the spot. Although her voice was trembling, her eyes were filled with peach blossoms. Some of the veterans around her even suspected that if Chen Shaobai raised his fingers at this time, she would immediately fall into his arms.  Give me a hug, not even a prostitute.

    Seeing the singer in front of him, who was both beautiful and beautiful, a complicated and strange feeling surged into Chen Shaobai's heart.

    "Such a beauty is even better than some of the emperors and superstars in the previous life. She should be one of the red cards of Wanji Tower. If she hadn't practiced swordsmanship, I'm afraid people wouldn't pay attention to me at all, right?"

    Shaking his head to expel these distracting thoughts from his mind, Chen Shaobai returned the blood-stained handkerchief with a smile.

    "If you don't mind it being dirty, just take it."

    "My name is Xiaoyao, thank you so much for leaving your handkerchief."

    Chen Shaobai lowered his head and continued to search Chen Wei's body, and actually found a lot of good things.

    A lavender Wanji Lou banknote, a dozen taels of broken silver, a sword manual titled "Xuanji", a beautifully made box, and other small items that Chen Shaobai thought were too troublesome, but they were  Didn't move.

    Looking at the sword lying quietly on the ground, his eyes lit up and he walked away.

    A sword that can compete head-to-head with Mengde's bronze sword, and its quality will not be much worse.

    "Stop!"

    Chen Shaobai searched the corpse for a long time. Chen Chong, who had been in a sluggish state, gradually woke up. He stared at the headless corpse with trembling lips for a long time, and suddenly shouted hysterically at Chen Shaobai: "Kneel down!"

    After picking his ears, Chen Shaobai picked up the long sword on the ground and put it into its sheath without looking at it. Then he slowly turned around and said, "There are so many wild dogs in Muxi City. The people who bark are so upset!"

    "How dare you, how dare you actually kill Wei! I want to have a sword showdown with you!"

    Perhaps stimulated by the death of his best friend, Chen Chong's eyes were bloodshot. He stared at Chen Shaobai fiercely, gritting his teeth like a madman.

    "Is this guy's reaction too much? Are they both gay?"

    Seeing the silver swordsman medal hanging on Chen Chong's belt, Chen Shaobai raised his chin slightly and looked at him as if he were an idiot: "Which corner did you jump out of? You don't even understand business law?"

    Although he himself doesn¡¯t know much about business laws, he knows that there is a rule in it: each person can only have one sword fight per day.

    No matter whether this business law is based on fairness or a limit on the number of casualties, and regardless of how big loopholes it has, at least it is beneficial and harmless to Chen Shaobai now.

    Chen Shaobai had just fought with Chen Wei. Although life and death were separated in a flash of lightning, he also demonstrated his own strength to the extreme. For a moment, the blood surged too fiercely, causing the damaged areas around the heart to ache.  .

    He understood that his body no longer allowed him to fight with others in a short period of time.

    Hearing what Chen Shaobai said, the look of grief and indignation on Chen Chong's face suddenly solidified. For a moment, he rushed to his head with hot blood and his eyes were about to burst: "Stop him! No one can leave today without my permission!"

    Business law can restrain ordinary people, but it cannot restrain him, the fourteenth son of the Chen family.  As the third generation of the Chen family with the strongest swordsmanship talent, even if he kills someone on the street, his family will surely protect him.

    "Isn't the state pastor of Fengzhou permanently stationed in Muxi City? This guy just comes from a wealthy family, how can he be so unscrupulous!"

    Seeing Chen Chong give an order, ten burly men swarmed into Wanji Tower and blocked the door. Chen Shaobai secretly thought something was wrong.

    Clang!

    With the long sword unsheathed, Chen Shaobai was mentally slandering Feng Zhou Mu, who had seriously neglected his duties, while holding the sword proudly against everyone.

    In an instant, the atmosphere in the venue became cold and solemn.

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