When a person is in a high-ranking position, their words carry the law.

Chapter 34 Two Swords Drawn
"can."

The pink rabbit head nodded slightly. "Anyway, I don't have a girlfriend."

"That last sentence was completely unnecessary," he said irritably, his voice dripping with sarcasm.

We both don't have girlfriends, how old are you and how old am I?
Judging from your voice, you probably haven't even graduated high school yet. If you're underage, you should focus on your studies. If you can't handle a girlfriend, let me handle her.

"Choose whatever weapon you want, and fight me again now, immediately."

As he spoke, a pair of arm guards appeared on his hands, which had been delivering powerful blows.

This was to counter Bai Ze's sword-drawing technique.

That sword strike was too fast and too fierce. Without arm guards, even if one could catch the trajectory of that sword, one would definitely not be able to block it.

With each punch landing squarely, he had completely abandoned any underestimation and was determined to fight Bai Ze with all his might.

"Row."

Bai Ze nodded and made a selection on the weapon interface that appeared, "Come on, Pink Furry Bunny."

Hearing the words "fist to fist" made my face twitch involuntarily.

This guy is such a drama queen. He even has to give his standard longsword a name, and such a name at that. Doesn't he feel ashamed?

To die by a sword like that...

The pink rabbit head is already putting a lot of pressure on me, and with this sword name on top of that, if I lose, I'm afraid I'll have to buy a name change card overnight to be reborn.

"You might actually be good at playing competitively." The punch delivered a strong affirmation.

His words are never swearing, yet they can inflict tons of psychological damage and pressure on his opponents. Fighting him is practically a sin you committed in your past life.

"Excellent."

Bai Ze accepted the praise without hesitation, holding the sword in his left hand and gripping it in his right, assuming a sword-drawing stance.

The second battle has begun.

Instead of launching a direct attack as before, the punches landed with full force, and the attackers adopted a "hungry tiger pouncing on its prey" stance, poised to strike.

On the other side, Bai Ze maintained his sword-drawing posture, his heart calm, but the sword in his hand gradually began to resonate.

The internal energy flowed into the sword, causing the blade to vibrate slightly in its sheath, as if a sleeping dragon was about to awaken and could ascend to the heavens at any moment.

The longer the momentum builds, the stronger the sword technique becomes; however, the stronger the sword technique, the greater the skill required to control it. To control the Dragon's Fury, one needs to possess power greater than the Dragon's Fury itself.

As the standoff continued, the clanging of the sword grew louder and louder, causing a faint sense of unease to creep into one's heart as each blow landed.

We can't continue like this. If we give them any more time, we might end up like a headless corpse again.

At that moment, as each punch landed with a deep growl, a hungry tiger was unleashed from its cage, roaring as it charged out.

The longsword vibrated to its extreme at this moment, as if it might be drawn at any moment.

But just as the two were about to land a punch, the figure flashed and disappeared to the side.

'wrong. '

Bai Ze turned to the side as before, but only caught a fleeting afterimage.

The constant "bullet time" allowed Bai Ze to see the trajectory clearly. The punches landed squarely, first changing from tiger form to crane form, then sweeping to the side as before, and then changing back to dragon form.

Its movements were like those of a swimming dragon, appearing and disappearing in an instant from Bai Ze's sight.

Bai Ze only caught a fleeting glimpse of the other party before completely losing sight of him.

'What exquisite footwork!'

If Wu Jincheng had used that footwork back then, even if Bai Ze had a gun, he probably wouldn't have been able to win.

The thought flashed through my mind, and my sense of crisis suddenly surged to its peak, and my senses were also working at their maximum capacity at this moment.

Bai Ze's nostrils twitched slightly as he detected a human scent different from the air. At the same time, he suddenly sprang to his feet and darted around, using the "Crane Step" technique. Just like his previous punches that landed with flesh, he turned around and moved as if he were a crane.

Bai Ze maintained the "bullet time" and "photographic memory" buffs. He clearly saw the crane-shaped footwork that had landed blows before, and then imitated it at this moment.

If it were anyone else, no matter how clearly they saw it, they would not be able to make the same movements. But Bai Ze's words are law, and even if they do not know the specific method of exerting force, they can forcibly imitate it.

Moreover, Bai Ze had also practiced the art of animal imitation. Although the "Five Animal Frolics" did not have a fighting method, it did have the relevant footwork, which can be said to be a deep understanding of the meaning of animal imitation.

As he took that step, a sharp gust of wind swept in from the left, grazing Bai Ze's shoulder and causing a slight pain.

Turning around, he finally caught sight of his opponent. He saw his fists land but his claw missed its mark. He exclaimed in surprise, and suddenly saw a burst of sword light.

"Wandering clouds startle the dragon."

The sword-drawing technique reappeared; the longsword was drawn from its sheath, emitting a loud clang, like the cry of a dragon emerging from the abyss, its sharp edge piercing into the eyes of those whose fists were about to strike.

"what!"

At that moment, as each punch landed squarely on his flesh, he couldn't help but cry out. The feeling of being killed just now surged into his heart. He suddenly leaped backward, his hands moving as if sealing or closing something, both fierce and swift, like a dragon and tiger dancing wildly.

The dragon and tiger shapes were combined together, like a dragon coiled and a tiger crouching. The arms met the sword light, and the sword tip touched the wrist guard. The cold feeling seemed to penetrate the wrist guard directly and seep into the flesh and bones.

In a split second, light and shadow intertwined, bringing with them a burst of blood.

His footsteps landed firmly, his chest heaving, and he gasped for breath. A sword cut slashed across his right leather wrist guard, blood flowing from it.

What a fierce sword strike! It couldn't even completely block the wrist guard; it was cleaved through by the sword.

But—I accepted it.

He couldn't help but smile as the punches landed squarely on his skin.

Now it was time for him to retaliate.

Even if it meant losing an arm, he was determined to show this brat how powerful an adult could be.

"Wandering clouds startle the dragon."

The whispers once again pierced the ears of those who were being punched, and the sword light reappeared.

It seemed somewhat inferior to before, but the sword's momentum remained sharp.

The familiar icy sensation returned to my throat, my vision rose again, swirling in the air before finally landing on the ground, where I saw the pink rabbit head.

Then, a white light appeared, the corpse disappeared, and a figure delivering powerful blows appeared ten meters away.

"I rely on!"

He couldn't help but touch his throat and yell, "What the hell? Doesn't your sword-drawing technique require any preparation? Doesn't it require any breathing?"

What happened to the promise of a one-hit kill? How come they can immediately launch a second attack?

In contrast, Bai Ze looked down at the sword in his hand, deep in thought.

He seemed to have found another use for the sword-drawing technique.

It's okay if you can't master the Double Slash skill yet; just draw your sword twice in a row.

With a single sword strike, the energy surged forth. Logically, one should need to circulate the internal energy and adjust breathing to gather momentum again. However, the "Wind and Dew Dining Skill" and the ability to make one's words law allowed Bai Ze to skip this process.

What should I do if my internal energy is surging and needs to be circulated back?
Words spoken directly drive the internal energy to circulate and calm the turbulence.

Of course, one must also consider whether the meridians and body can withstand it, but with Bai Ze's current physique and meridian strength, he can still draw his sword several times in a short period of time.

What if you use a single, lethal strike but end up consuming too much internal energy?
It's alright, Bai Ze's power is formidable and can withstand the test.

As long as two of them can withstand the strain, and as his physique and meridians improve further in the future, how many times Bai Ze can draw his sword will depend on how fast he shouts.

(End of this chapter)