Chapter 21 (2/2)
Impossible This was his firstLang he would carry the to lose so badly in the firstwho has to be carried to victory?
There was no way he would let that happen!
That was not his style!
“Come on,” Liu Bubai said coldly as he wiped away the blood and tightened his grip on his sword
Lin Yun grinned Ied at Liu Bubai The aura he exuded was intense
He dragged the rusty blade behind hi it at full force
Lin Yun’s every move was reflected in Liu Bubai’s eyes Liu Bubai stepped aside and struck his sword at the ground
The blade bent at an extrele
This was Liu Bubai’s ace up his sleeve
As the blade glowed, Liu Yun felt its threat He lifted his sword as the beaht shot toward him The shot took an abrupt turn and hit him square in the chest
Liu Yun’s chest burst open—blood erupted from the wound
He looked down at his bloodied chest and smiled maniacally
Whoosh!+
Lin Yun sped up Just as before, he swung his heavy sword doard at Liu Bubai’s head Liu Bubai countered with a thrust but Lin Yun did not attee—death did not scare Lin Yun
Liu Bubai’s face turned ashen His only choice was to block with his blade
Lin Yun used the saain
The hilt hurled toward Liu Bubai and struck his skull again
Blood splashed everywhere!
The hilt bounced back and Lin Yun threw it again, hitting Liu Bubai on the head again!
Thud! Thud! Thud!
Once, twice, thrice!
The sound of cracking bones filled the ring
The crowd around the ring instantly fell silent They were completely stunned
The bloody scene sent shi+vers down the students’ spines
Outside the ring
Mentor Wen’s pupils narrowed An intense aura surrounded his body
Jing Linglong had a veil over her face which shi+elded her expression However, Fang Lang could see her gaze turn colder and colder
Fang Lang clenched his fists
The air was filled with the cloying stench of gore
Lin Yun’sbut a ga to yield Stubbornly, Liu Bubai held on to his sword even when Lin Yun continued to use his long-range sword technique to strike at Liu Bubai’s badly-da, yet the pale-faced Liu Bubai refused to yield
The umpire from the Sword Guild would not intervene until Liu Bubai was in a fatal situation
The gory scene silenced the crowd
Outside the ring
Mentor Wen sla floor
“We surrender,” Mentor Wen uttered in a low voice
Right after the surrender, the urabbed his blood-soaked weapon
“That’s enough First round, victory to Donglu Acade at Lin Yun
Meanwhile, Liu Bubai swayed on his feet His face was bruised and swollen—fresh blood flowed down his cheek from a cut on his forehead
“Come on… Come at me!” Liu Bubai yelled
Swoosh!+
Swoosh!+
Fang Lang and Jiang Linglong appeared beside Liu Bubai at the same time
Both students wore sullen expressions
“Should I?” Fang Lang and Jiang Linglong asked simultaneously
They were both surprised
Then, Jiang Linglong’s eyelashes fluttered and she took a step back
At that point, Mentor Wen had entered the battle ring He stuffed a strong-s medicinal pill into Liu Bubai’s ht zone
As they shuffled along, the bruised and swollen Liu Bubai ignored his own injuries to speak to Fang Lang Despair filled his eyes “Lang’zi, I couldn’t carry you to victory…”
Fang Lang gave him a cheery smile and relieved Liu Bubai of his sword
With a sword in each hand, Fang Lang said, “It’s okay You should lie back and rest”
Closing his eyes, Liu Bubai did not reply
‘I’ht
Mentor Wen stared at Fang Lang
With gentle footsteps, Jiang Linglong sauntered toward Fang Lang and uttered softly, “Nosi exited the ring
Lin Yin stood in the battle ring with a sinister grin on his face Blood dripped fro Acade hat-tricks What a coincidence I’h the skies of Mount Shu Finally, the wrath of the bellowing dark clouds was released
Large droplets of rain fell fro below Pitter-patter Pitter-patter
With a sword in each hand, Fang Lang stared at Lin Yun
He tightened his grip, his face expressionless as he lifted his chin
“Luojiang Acaderade sword disciple”