All-round cultivation supreme

Chapter 130 The end

"In the back!! Cyrus disappeared suddenly and appeared behind Handes."

"He swung his sword, and Handes didn't notice anything!"

The host's voice was loud, which made Handes' eyes look a little desperate.

"Defeated! I'm not his opponent!"

The next moment, a powerful force directly hit his back and neck, causing his eyes to fall into darkness.

In the audience, people were roaring, feeling extremely excited. They clearly saw that at that moment, the undefeated Cyrus disappeared, and then the next moment, suddenly appeared behind Handes, holding the hilt of the knife in both hands, slashing hard.

Hendes's erect neck made the latter fall to the ground in an instant.

Almost instantly, the winner was decided. This scene made everyone understand the power of the undefeated swordsman Cyrus.

"Cyrus! Cyrus! Cyrus!!"

Everyone was roaring wildly, the enthusiasm of the arena was rising, and the voices were spreading far and far away like waves.

"Victory!! The great sword fight 07 Sir Cyrus, wins again!"

"His third thousand and one victory is coming, it's so powerful. Cyrus is so powerful that he is desperate. Does he have any opponents?"

The host's whole body was shaking, and his blood rushed to his forehead at this moment, and his whole body was filled with goose bumps. Seeing Cyrus' victory, he seemed to have exchanged identities with the other party and walked onto the stage of glory together. He was so excited and excited!

"A very strong guy!" Yang Qing exclaimed, his right hand trembled slightly, "My passion began to boil."

Seeing Cyrus's extremely fast home in the arena to resolve the battle, Yang Qing was also excited. This was the attraction of the strong. Seeing the other party's strength, he would always be eager to try and compete.

He stood up suddenly, smiled, and walked forward towards the arena.

".Ah? Captain? What's wrong?' Robin was stunned and asked when he saw Yang Qing leaving her.

,’I can’t stand the fighting spirit in my body, haha.’. Moliya knew how to smile.

The audience members who were thriving in the audience gradually discovered the difference here. In the audience, there was a person who walked out of the audience, with a small mask on his eyes. He probably looked handsome and smiling. He was carrying a slender sword behind his back.

It looked like a swordsman. The sound became weaker, and everyone's eyes looked in the direction where Yang Qing was.

”       45. If this audience wants to challenge Cyrus, they will win 100 games in a row. This is respect for Cyrus and a protection for your personal life.',

The host's huge voice came out, and the audience exuded a strong smile, not ridicule, but purely thought it was interesting.

However, Yang Qing slowly walked to the arena and stood face to face with Cyrus.

"Can you have a chance to play a game?" The voice was filled with a chuckle, but there was a hint of doubt.

Cyrus carefully observed the mysterious man in front of him, and the mask covered his face, making it impossible for him to tell who it was.

"Can."

To everyone's surprise, Cyrus actually agreed. Perhaps it was because Handes's battle just now that he didn't let him enjoy it. He had already decided silently in his heart that if the opponent was too weak, he would give in. Generally speaking,

He would not take away his opponent's life in the arena. But just as he was about to think about it, the other party smiled and said something that made him a little angry.

"Let me suppress my strength to a level comparable to you, well, just use swordsmanship."

,'Do you underestimate me?'. Cyrus' eyes shook sharply, and he held the great sword in his hand tightly in silence.

And at this moment, the host's voice also came out.

"Where is the one who is invincible, our undefeated swordsman, Cyrus, actually agreed to the other party's request for battle. It seems that he has not had enough fun yet!"

"Although I don't know how powerful this young man who probably just participated in the masquerade, it may be able to add some fun to our arena."

"Then, the battle begins!!"

There was a strong smile in his voice, which could be seen that the host did not take Yang Qing to heart. After all, he was just a guy running out of the audience halfway. Who knows how strong he is?

"Can he catch Cyrus' sword?" The host shouted loudly.

In the audience, laughter broke out, and many people shouted at Cyrus' name.

,’Don’t you pull out your sword?’ Cyrus said lightly, ‘The battle has begun.”

Yang Qing smiled and reached behind her right hand: "You are very strong. In order to show respect for you, I decided to use the sword I cherish most to fight against you. I hope you are not polite."

With a narrowed eyes, Cyrus held the heavy sword's hand and tried harder: '. I will do my best in every battle."

"good

Nodded, accompanied by the unique sound of the sword being unsheathed, a thin long sword flashed with ice blue, and the wandering inside appeared in front of everyone's eyes. It was very thin, three feet long, and looked very crisp, and seemed to have a light force.

It will be broken. As soon as the sword is unsheathed, everyone present is amazed.

Beautiful, beautiful, really beautiful, just 747 is like a work of art! But, does this sword really have attack power? Will it not be crushed in the moment of confrontation? "You can see, mysterious, well, the swordsman's long sword is a guy as beautiful as a work of art. It's so beautiful. Wouldn't he become broken during the battle?"

"It's making me suspect that compared to Cyrus' heavy sword, this sword is too light, too thin and too crisp."

"It's really, I don't want to see the scene of it shattering. When I saw it, I fell in love with this sword. It's so beautiful."

Cyrus was also stunned when he saw Yang Qing's long sword, but he was slightly stunned and did not look down on him.

"Then, it's started." Yang Qing said with a light smile, ".This sword is called longquan! You have to be careful!"

It was just a friendly exchange, not a life-and-death fight, but purely for Yang Qing's itchy hand adjustment. Naturally, he would not do his best to suppress his strength to the same level as the other party, and then compete for both sides' sword skills.

,’What is the difference between the sword technique condensed by thousands of battles and my sword technique? What are the flaws in my sword technique?”

This battle is not only a thirsty, but also a way to allow Yang Qing to absorb the essence of others in the battle, sublimate his own experience and swordsmanship, and become stronger...
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