Chapter 42

"Its just luck. Its a coincidence." Long Yu said, deceiving himself. He didnt believe that his Great Strength Vajra Palm could not defeat Zhang Yan, who did not use martial skills. So, he once again used his full force to fight Zhang Yan.

This time, the same as the previous one, Zhang Yan still played a very easy punch to fight back Long Yu. But this time Zhang Yan shot more heavy and beat Long Yu much farther away. if he did not stand in time, it was afraid that he would fall out of the stage.

Seeing this, elder Qin in the stand laughed: "Elder Long, it seems that your grandson is not the opponent of this Zhang Yan. And it seems that I will win the gambling, and your blood ginseng is afraid to belong to me."

Elder Qin smiled and looked at the big elder, only to find him frowning slightly. Although it could be seen that he was very unhappy, he did not worry about Long Yu at all. Elder Qins heart suddenly squatted, afraid that he was tricked. This Long Yu must have any backhand, otherwise the big elder could not be so calm according to his temper.

Of course, Long Yu laughed and

stood up. Without any confusion, he said with a smug look: "Your strength is really great. I admit that I am not your opponent by strength alone, but I don't just have the power. Our Qingyuan school is famous for our sword skills. While speaking, he took his own sword from the storage bag.

When the sword came out, all the elders, including elder Qin, were shocked. Elder Qin patted the table angrily and shouted: Elder Long, don't you think that you are doing too much? How can you give your Qingfeng Sword to Long Yu? You are cheating."

"Elder Qin said wrongly. Long Yu is my grandson. Isn't this a normal thing that I pass my weapon to my grandson? How do I cheat? Do you dare not lose?" The big elder said very shamelessly.

Elder Qin slammed the anger in his heart and said: "Well, it is a normal thing. But this is a contest between the two disciples of the same state depending on their martial skills. Depending on the good weapon, even if you win, do you feel radiant? What's more, it is a low-level treasure, Qingfeng Sword, sharp and incomparable. What if it accidentally hurts Zhang Yan, such a good seedling?"

"In a contest, injuries

injuries are inevitable. And I believe that Long Yu will control himself."

Zhang Yan did not expect that Long Yu would use weapons. And it was not a common thing given a look. He couldnt help but sneered: "Do you want to win, depending on the sword in your hand?"

"Yes." Long Yu said with head up proudly: "This is my sword, Qingfeng Sword. I want to see whether your body is fast, or my sword fast, whether your fist is hard, or my sword sharp."

While speaking, Long Yu held the Qingfeng Sword in his hand and attacked Zhang Yan. Zhang Yan stood with Longyu with bare hands. Although Longyu did not learn the sword skills, taking advantage of the sharpness of Qingfeng Sword, Zhang Yan did not dare to be touched by it. If touched, he would must be injured. Zhang Yan could only rely on his body skills to deal with Long Yu, thus he was in the trend to lose.

Long Yu laughed and said: "What? Arent you very powerful? Why not compare with my Qingfeng Sword? Isnt your fist very hard? Are you afraid?"

Afraid?

Hearing the words, Zhang Yanwen laughed:"Do you think only you have a sword?" Zhang Yan also took out his stone sword, the one

the one looked ordinary.

When Zhang Yan showed his sword, everyone including Long Yu laughed. As a warrior, the weapon was the face. Who would take a stone sword to fight against others?

Long Yu said with a smile; "If you don't have weapons, don't force yourself. Are you joking us, showing such a stone sword? I have seen shabby, but I have never seen so shabby as you are."

Zhang Yan was too lazy to explain to him, but held the stone sword in his hand tightly. "Do not talk nonsense, hurry up, I don't want to waste time with you."

I don't want to stand on the stage with you, it is shameful" Long Yu sneered.

Only Fatty had saw the horror of the stone sword in Zhang Yans hand. When the sword was used to kill the wolves, the Qingyuan wolf was just like tofu. Since Zhang Yan had been using this sword, it proved that the sword must be very special.

Zhang Yan really did not want to talk nonsense with Long Yu, and he felt that he was a brain-destroyed person. Relying on his background, he did not know his real strength. Zhang Yan measured the right time, shooting straight to Long Yus chest with a extremely fast speed. extremely fast speed. Using Qingyun Step, in addition to Zhang Yans super sword skills, this sword was much stronger than Long Yus, in terms of power and speed, or accuracy. It could be seen that who was weaker and who was stronger.

Seeing this sword was going to stab him, Long Yu immediately resisted it with the Qingfeng Sword in his hand. He wanted to take advantage of the sharpness of it to cut off the stone sword in Zhang Yans hand, so that Zhang Yan would felt shameless.

But what happened to him was shocking. Not only did he not expect, but even all the people under the stage, including the elders in the audience stands. The sharp Qingfeng Sword did not cut off the stone sword in Zhang Yans hands. Instead, it was cut away to the side. However, the strength of the sword in Zhang Yans hand was not reduced, and it went straight to Longyus chest.

"Stop!"

The big elder shouted, and then he patted the table, jumping on the stage from the audience stands in a flash. However it was too late when he shouted, and Longyu was frightened to be stupid, standing still and watching Zhang Yans sword quickly stabbing toward his chest.