C7 (2/2)

The distance between their fights was more than 10 metres, which was a rule for betting battles between qi-repair s. At this distance, no one believed that Zhou Tong could get close to Zhou Lin. Amongst the guards of the clan, there were very few who could truly fight against the qi-repair, let alone an opponent with Qi Refinement Realm like Zhou Lin.

”Begin, I'll let you make the first move.” Zhou Lin looked at Zhou Tong and waved his hands in disdain, he sucked on his pipe and did not put Zhou Tong in his eyes at all.

Zhou Tong did not reply, he only laughed, and then with a flash, his figure disappeared, surprising everyone present.

”Clang!” A clear sound echoed, and almost no one could clearly see how Zhou Tong launched their attack. By the time everyone managed to find Zhou Tong, the distance between Zhou Tong and him was already less than three meters. The flying sword that was floating beside Zhou Lin, firmly held onto the sword in Zhou Tong's hand, and continued to release ear-piercing sounds of metal scraping against metal.

”Tsk, slow.” Zhou Tong smacked his lips, and then moved his feet again, his figure disappearing again.

The crisp sound of metal colliding resounded once again. This time, Zhou Tong's figure appeared behind Zhou Lin, and the distance between them decreased again, to less than two meters.

”What kind of demonic art is this?!” Zhou Lin suddenly felt a cold shiver down his spine. If not for the fact that his cultivation was much higher than Zhou Tong's and the flying sword he used to protect its master after binding the sword with blood, Zhou Tong's two attacks would have most likely hit him.

”We have to go faster.” Zhou Tong's mouth curved up as he smiled playfully at Zhou Lin, and his figure disappeared again.

Zhou Lin immediately did not dare to slack off anymore. He made a hand seal with the Seal in his hand, and the flying swords immediately split into four parts to form a sword formation, protecting all four directions. His eyes continuously searched for Zhou Tong's figure, but he could not find his.

All the qi-repair present did not know the essence of the Dao of martial arts.

On the path of martial arts, the strength from the cultivation method, the skills from the martial arts, and the speed brought by the movement technique came out.

Zhou Tong's' speed 'came from the [Mo Li San Jue]. It was the movement skill that was deemed as the' most terrifying and shameless skill in the world of martial cultivation 'by countless qi-repair Rankers — [Exquisite Dust Shadow].

”Big brother, smoking is harmful to your health.”

Zhou Tong's mocking voice rang, everyone present was shocked, they saw Zhou Tong quickly descending from above, with a flash of a black shadow, he appeared right in front of Zhou Tong, the sword formation formed by the four flying swords did not manage to keep up with Zhou Tong's speed, the Meteorite Sword released a low cry, and the pipe in Zhou Lin's mouth snapped, half of it dropping onto the ground, the cut edge was as smooth as a mirror.

After standing up, Zhou Tong immediately sheathed the Meteorite Sword Sword back into its sheath. He looked at the slightly dazed Zhou Lin and laughed indifferently: ”What about Big Brother? Is it time to let this matter rest? ”

The entire banquet hall was eerily quiet.

A Qi Condensation cultivator, against a qi-repair Ranker of the Qi Refinement Realm, had won, and even more so, completely won. Many people with discerning eyes knew clearly that if Zhou Tong had intended to kill earlier, that sword strike would have definitely threatened Zhou Lin's life.

”Big brother is awesome!” ”Come on, I left you some chicken legs.” Zhou Wan’er called out to Zhou Tong. Both of her small hands continuously clapped, and the string of small bells on her wrist continuously hummed.

Zhou Tong's eyes swept across the group of Zhou Family disciples who were as though they had seen a miracle in shock. He rolled his eyes in disdain, turned around and was about to return to his seat.

”Halt!” Zhou Lin's face was as ugly as an eggplant. He rushed forward and grabbed Zhou Tong by the collar, with a sinister look on his face, ”A mere martial cultivator, how can you be so presumptuous? I am the elder brother, and I command you, go and apologize to Zhou Kang, return the magical equipment!

Zhou Tong squinted his eyes and laughed sinisterly, then extended his hand out to grasp the Meteorite Sword's sword hilt again.

Just as he was about to retaliate, a piece of pie that was half-eaten suddenly flew over and struck right into Zhou Lin's face.

Everyone was speechless, when they looked around, they realized that the pie was actually thrown over by Zhou Wan’er who was sitting extremely obediently at the side.

”A mere brother dares to bully my big brother Zhou Tong? I am a devilish brat, and I'm going to beat you up just like that. What can you do to me? ”

Zhou Wan’er shook his head, he pouted and imitated Zhou Lin's tone, then stuck out his tongue, causing everyone to laugh.