Zhu Xian: Qingyun Sword Immortal, start with Lu Xueqi

Chapter 27: Trash can win? Are you kidding me?

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"Senior sister, please believe me."

Zhang Yuan slid his right hand and took the opportunity to hold Lu Xueqi's hand. His tone was sincere and very convincing.

Lu Xueqi's heart trembled for a second, and when she felt the warmth coming from her palm, her face flushed. She didn't know why, but she chose to believe Zhang Yuan.

that's it.

The bet stands.

Zhang Yuan took the order from Du Bishu and walked towards the ring happily. Du Bishu is such a good man, he actually wants to give me 100 dragon-slaying swords, which is more appealing than giving me a money boy. I just don't know if Du Bishu can afford to pay. If he can't, then paying with his body is also good, and he can be my slave.

Du Bishu was also very happy. In his eyes, Zhang Yuan was bound to lose.

This dragon-slaying sword is equivalent to being given away for free.

Zhang Yuan is really a boy who brings wealth. He can't be stopped at all. He insisted on giving me the Dragon Slaying Sword.

It's really gratifying.

……

Zhang Yuan came to the "Zhen" position on the ring, greeted the elder in charge of refereeing, then walked onto the ring, stood quietly in the center of the ring, and waited quietly for his opponent to arrive.

Simultaneously.

As he stood on the stage, the whispering voices of the disciples below came over.

"Isn't that Qingyun loser? He actually stood on the ring. I just hope he doesn't get knocked down later."

"I don't know where he got the courage to stand on the ring."

"I've bet my entire fortune on Zhang Yuan's defeat. If nothing unexpected happens, I'll have a fortune in my hands."

when!
Suddenly, there was a clear and loud sound of bells. This was the sound of the big cauldron on Tongtian Peak. Once this sound was heard, it meant that the competition on the ring had officially begun.

Zhang Yuan raised his head and looked forward.

It turned out that at some point, a strange man had already stood on the ring. He must be his opponent this time, Quan Ye.

The other person looked fierce and had big fat bodies, just like a scar.

The features are very obvious.

A little too tough.

"Xiao Zhufeng, disciple, Zhang Yuan, please give me your guidance." Zhang Yuan said lightly.

"Longshou Peak, disciple, Quan Ye, please give me your guidance."

The two men bowed and cupped their hands together as a greeting to each other.

"Then let's get started!" The elder who was acting as the referee sighed softly. This was probably the easiest refereeing job he had ever done. Not only was Zhang Yuan a Qingyun waste, but he was also a blind man. I'm afraid the battle would be over before it even started.

Although the elders have already announced the start of the competition.

But Zhang Yuan and Quan Ye did not move.

Zhang Yuan felt that it was unnecessary. As a blind man, his trump card must be a billion points stronger. Don't they all think I'm a Qingyun waste? Then I'll slowly refresh their cognition. Don't worry! I will be a blind man that shocks everyone.

As for Quan Ye?

He didn't want to do it.

Zhang Yuan was widely acknowledged to be a loser, and he was probably not even at the fourth level of the Jade Purity Realm. If he took action, he would inevitably be labeled as someone who bullied losers. But if he did not take action, he would not be able to win the battle, and people would easily say that he was worse than losers.

So... the best way is for Zhang Yuan to admit defeat himself.

"Junior Brother Zhang Yuan, you are no match for me. I will give you a decent look and you should admit defeat. Otherwise, we will both end up in an unhappy situation."

"Don't worry." "As long as you are willing to give me this face, I will not take advantage of you for nothing. We will be friends from now on. If you need any help in Qingyun Sect, you can come to me."

Quan Ye's speech was also very good. On the one hand, he implicitly suggested that Zhang Yuan admit defeat, and on the other hand, he compensated in his own way. This solution of saving face for both parties is more acceptable.

However, he miscalculated.

It is true that Zhang Yuan is blind, but he is the most hidden blind man, the most dangerous blind man in the world, a blind man who is determined to win the championship of the Seven Clans Martial Arts Competition.

"Let's stop talking nonsense and get started!"

Zhang Yuan was too lazy to waste words with the other party. After saying this, he took advantage of Quan Ye's unpreparedness, twisted the ground with his feet, and rushed towards Quan Ye at an extremely fast speed.

Quan Ye was careless in the first place, and he was not prepared at all. After all, who could have thought that a blind man could be so swift?
Now that he was ambushed by Zhang Yuan, he was unable to react.

Quan Ye used all his strength to lean to the left.

This way, he could not only avoid Zhang Yuan's attack, but also take the opportunity to control Zhang Yuan and end this boring battle.

however.

However, Zhang Yuan predicted Quan Ye's prediction and took out the Dragon-Slaying Sword early on and waited here.

Quan Ye dodged to the left with all his strength, and it looked as if he was offering his neck to Zhang Yuan to chop off.

When he reacted again.

It's too late to dodge.

The Dragon-Slaying Sword was placed on Quan Ye's neck.

Quan Ye felt a cold breath coming from his neck. The breath was so sharp that it seemed to be able to cut a dragon in half, causing a dull tingling sensation on his neck.

His face turned very ugly, and his heart was filled with anger and resentment.

hateful!

How could this be?
Just now, Zhang Yuan actually launched a sneak attack on me. It would have been fine if it was just a sneak attack, but I actually bumped into the Dragon Slaying Sword?
Isn’t Zhang Yuan blind?
How can you see where I'm hiding?
Are you pretending to be blind?

still……???
coincide!

It must be a coincidence.

Just luck.

The more Quan Ye thought about it, the angrier he became, his face turned blue with anger. If he had been more serious just now, he would not have given Zhang Yuan the opportunity to launch a sneak attack, and he would not have lost.

It's not that he couldn't accept failure, nor that he couldn't afford to lose, but he couldn't accept such a frustrating failure. He had all his skills but couldn't use them, and he lost to a loser. Who could understand the frustration?
"Fuck!"

"Was I dazzled just now? Quan Ye from Longshou Peak actually lost to that loser Zhang Yuan. It was as if he had crashed headfirst into Zhang Yuan's sword."

"Damn! This is too magical! Although cultivators have divine consciousness, they can sense the surrounding scenery, which is no different from eyes. But Zhang Yuan didn't show any cultivation just now. How could Zhang Yuan, who is such a loser, have divine consciousness?"

"It must be luck."

"It was just a coincidence..."

"That idiot is so damn lucky. Did you see it just now? Zhang Yuan couldn't even fly the sword. He just used brute force to lift the sword up, and then Quan Ye hit him on the head."

"I don't know why! When I saw Zhang Yuan just now, I felt that he was not blind, or that he was a blind man who had cultivated divine consciousness. Otherwise, how could we explain such a magical thing?"

When Quan Ye heard the disciples' whispers, his whole body instantly turned red and warm, and his chest swelled with anger. Damn it! I can't accept this at all. I lost to Qingyun trash, so I am not even as good as Qingyun trash?

Quan Ye wants to do it again.

If he does it again, he will never lose.

However, he felt a slight pain in his neck and did not dare to do anything rash.

(End of this chapter)