"You little gigolo, others don't know your background, but I've seen many men. You're just a gigolo who lives off a woman. You hooked up with Third Lady Gongsun through your male charms and went around pretending to be a Hidden Sect disciple to swindle others.
In fact, you are so weak that you can't even withstand a single blow. "
Qin Jiaojiao sneered and said, "Come, quickly come up. Let's fight and let me reveal your true face."
Dugu Fengwu sneered and said, "Go, that vicious woman is summoning you."
Yang Dingtian glared at Dugu Fengwu and held the sharp sword in his hand as he walked up the stairs to the martial stage.
Others leaped up lightly, but Yang Dingtian actually walked up, causing everyone to laugh out loud.
He couldn't compete like this and couldn't compete normally.
Otherwise, everyone would realize that Yang Dingtian was a fake because how could a real Hidden Sect disciple be so weak?
Yang Dingtian sighed and said, "Young Lady Qin, I originally didn't want to come up, but since I am here, I have to make a move. Then, let's …"
He wanted to say that they should stop when it was appropriate, but he was stopped by Qin Jiaojiao.
"Shut up." Qin Jiaojiao sneered and said, "Don't find excuses, don't find reasons.
Let's compete, a normal martial arts competition.
If you want to use martial skills, use martial skills. If you want to use mystic skills, use mystic skills. Do your best and exhaust your mystic qi until one side collapses! "
Yang Dingtian instantly gnashed his teeth in hatred. This hateful woman was really stubborn.
This kind of stubborn woman was the most troublesome. No wonder her reputation was so bad and she was hated by so many people.
Yang Dingtian definitely couldn't compete with her normally, even if he could win in the end.
He had to use some mysterious and mysterious skills. Once he really used his mystic qi to compete, he would definitely be exposed.
But if he suggested that he didn't use his mystic qi to compete, he would be exposed even earlier. Furthermore, he was facing such a shrewish and rude woman.
At his wit's end, Yang Dingtian secretly gritted his teeth and said to Qin Jiaojiao, "Young Lady Qin, please step down. I don't want to fight with you."
Qin Jiaojiao was startled before she laughed and said, "See? Your ponytail is exposed. You don't dare to compete with me."
Immediately, everyone laughed out loud.
Qiu Wanjie had already determined that this Hidden Sect disciple in front of him was a fake.
Suddenly, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth. No matter whether he lost or won in the end, he would not let John Doe in front of him leave. He must torture him until he begged for death in order to vent the hatred in his heart.
This bastard, with just a sword and a leaf ornament, he was scared out of his wits and made a fool of himself.
Yang Dingtian ignored these mocking gazes and looked directly at Qin Huaiyu. "Mr. Qin Huaiyu, please come up and fight with me.
If your sister insists on staying on the stage, then please forgive me for leaving. "
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone in the hall fell silent!
Including Qin Jiaojiao!
Then, everyone looked at Yang Dingtian in surprise.
It turned out that he wasn't afraid to fight, but he didn't want to fight with Qin Jiaojiao because he felt that Qin Jiaojiao was too weak.
Instantly, Qin Huaiyu's expression changed.
Qiu Wanjie's expression also changed as he retracted his cold smile.
Could it be, could it be that this kid in front of him was really a disciple of the Hidden Sect?
Otherwise, why would he pick the strong and not the weak?
Also, only the Hidden Sect's disciples were able to hide their cultivation level completely.
Just like their swords, their energy was completely concealed, low-key and natural.
"No, impossible, he's just putting on an act." Qin Huaiyu thought to himself. He mustn't be intimidated.
Then, he clenched his teeth and stood up from his seat. He jumped onto the stage again and stood in front of Yang Dingtian. "Since Senior Brother John Doe asked me to come up, then I shall accept deferentially."
Qin Jiaojiao looked at Yang Dingtian suspiciously as if she wanted to find a flaw from his expression.
"Jiaojiao, quickly get down," Qin Huaiyu said.
Qin Jiaojiao stomped her foot and jumped off the stage, but she still stared at Yang Dingtian unwillingly.
…
"Senior Brother John Doe, if there are any rules for our fight, feel free to tell me." Qin Huaiyu looked at Yang Dingtian with a smile that wasn't a smile.
At this moment, Yang Dingtian really couldn't breathe.
This game was really getting bigger and bigger, and bigger and bigger and bigger.
One step at a time, and now, he was actually standing on the stage with Qin Huaiyu.
How much stronger was Qin Huaiyu than him?
How much stronger was Qin Huaiyu than him?
He didn't know, but it was definitely a world of difference.
If he were to fight with Qin Huaiyu now, it wouldn't even be considered as a mantis trying to stop a chariot.
"To hell with this demonic woman." Yang Dingtian cursed Dugu Fengwu in his heart.
He then looked at Qin Huaiyu. Yang Dingtian still said indifferently, "There is no need for any rules. Mister Qin Huaiyu can use anything."
Once he said that, everyone's expression changed again.
He was actually so confident and so overbearing.
Asking Qin Huaiyu to use any method? This was completely not putting Qin Huaiyu in his eyes.
Qin Huaiyu's expression also changed before he sneered and said, "Then, I won't hold back."
Then, he slowly drew out his sharp sword.
Since that was the case, even if there were serious consequences, Qin Huaiyu had to make a heavy move. He really wanted to see if this Nameless had a painted face.
Sensing a fatal danger, Yang Dingtian's pores on his back almost couldn't breathe.
That's right, this was the most dangerous moment in Yang Dingtian's life. It was also the most dangerous moment for him to be close to death.
For every second that followed, he couldn't make a single mistake in his performance.
Even if he didn't make a single mistake, he might die without a burial ground.
After secretly letting out a breath, Yang Dingtian said indifferently, "Mister Qin Huaiyu, then I will start first."
Then, Yang Dingtian immediately closed his eyes.
Everyone was shocked again. When fighting with someone, he actually closed his eyes. Did he feel that he wasn't dying fast enough?
Or was there something wrong with his head?
Of course not.
Therefore, Yang Dingtian's behavior was immediately seen by everyone as a card up his sleeve. He didn't use his eyes to see where the enemy was at all.
Then, Yang Dingtian really didn't look at where the enemy was, because even if he knew where it was, it was completely useless.
As long as Qin Huaiyu made a move, he, Yang Dingtian, would definitely die.
Therefore, he must not let the other party make a move.
After closing his eyes, Yang Dingtian lightly tapped the ground with the tip of his foot, and his entire body floated into the air.
His movements were very graceful, but he didn't show much powerful Xuan Qi. From this, one could see that his cultivation was only average.
In the air, Yang Dingtian slowly turned a circle, and the sword in his hand slowly drew a circle.
Then, he drew another circle!
Everyone was stupefied. What was this?
Such a slow sword technique would have been killed ten thousand times.
Such a slow sword couldn't even kill a mosquito, let alone a duel with an expert like Qin Huaiyu.
Yang Dingtian still didn't care and continued to draw circles.
"Humph, humph, a bluff."
Qin Huaiyu sneered. He raised the sword in his hand and was about to shoot out and pierce through Yang Dingtian.
But the next scene made him stop all his actions.
Because the circle that Yang Dingtian drew with the sword in his hand actually condensed into a ring of light that floated in the air.
One ring, two rings, three rings … nine rings …
After the nine rings were drawn, Yang Dingtian floated back to his original position.
"Bang …" These rings suddenly shattered and condensed into countless teardrops. The sparkling and translucent teardrops floated in the air. It was truly too beautiful to behold, and was filled with a magical taste.
Then, these teardrops started to fall.
They sprinkled on the ground, gently smashing out small holes.
They sprinkled on the crowd, bringing about slight piercing pain. Many people's hair were gently pulled off, and many people's clothes were lightly pierced.
But that was it!
Everyone was stupefied and shocked!
Such a profound sword technique, such a mysterious sword technique.
Qin Huaiyu and Qiu Wanjie looked at each other and thought of that shocking possibility. Their backs suddenly turned cold and broke out in cold sweat.
They knew this sword technique. They had heard about it from their ancestors.
This was the most profound sword technique in the world, and also the strongest sword technique. The first sword of the Swaying Calamity Crossing Sword, River Tears.
The Swaying Calamity Crossing Sword was a sword technique that only Hidden Sect disciples knew. This sword technique itself represented the Hidden Sect.
The leaf ornaments could be faked, and the treasured sword could even be picked up.
But the sword technique definitely couldn't be faked.
Even if one could learn the superficial moves, they wouldn't be able to reach the essence of the sword technique.
Because there were thousands of mystic qi meridians, only those who had truly learned the secret manual could truly grasp it.
And only Hidden Sect disciples could truly learn the Swaying Calamity Crossing Sword's secret manual.
In an instant, there was no doubt about Nameless' identity and no dispute.
Even Qin Jiaojiao's expression changed drastically.
Of course, the River Tears that Yang Dingtian used were so weak, and they also found the answer.
There were so many people here. If the full power was unleashed, everyone present would be dead.
Anyway, the River Tears' power was weak because of Nameless' pity. It definitely wasn't because he didn't have enough mystic qi.
Yang Dingtian didn't stop. After using the River Tears, he immediately used the second move of the Swaying Calamity Crossing Sword, Soul Departing Mirror!
His figure flashed and suddenly refracted more than ten meters away. With another flash, he refracted more than ten meters away.
Yang Dingtian's body was shifting around the entire martial stage, covering every corner of the place.
Instantly, like a dream, he left behind countless afterimages and countless rays of sword light.
Then, he gently refracted back to his original position. He kept his sword and stood upright.
Suddenly, all the afterimages were broken. The entire arena's image was broken!
At the broken area, the leaves were cut off.
A strand of the woman's hair fell.
Immediately after, a corner of her clothes was cut off.
Everyone was stupefied once again. They were once again stunned by this breathtaking scene.
Of course, the reason why the final image was so gentle was because of Nameless' pity.
Otherwise, the entire battle arena would truly shatter. Everything inside would be completely destroyed and collapse.
The true power of the Soul Departing Mirror was enough to change the color of heaven and earth.
Yang Dingtian originally wanted to continue his sword dance, but he suddenly opened his eyes and said to Qin Huaiyu, "Mister Qin, why aren't you making a move? Why am I the only one fighting?"
His voice was still very calm.
Earlier, he was just putting on an act in everyone's eyes. But now, he was unfathomable in everyone's eyes.
Qin Huaiyu didn't say anything. He gritted his teeth and bowed deeply on the arena. His waist was almost at a 90-degree angle. After bowing, he didn't get up again. He silently used the most respectful attitude to ask for Nameless' forgiveness.
Then, Qiu Wanjie also got up and bowed deeply, not daring to make a sound.
Yang Dingtian said indifferently, "If you aren't going to fight, then I will leave."
Then, he turned and walked down the arena. He went forward to carry Dugu Fengwu and was about to leave.
"Your Mystic Fire Devil Hammer." Qiu Wanjie used all his strength and said while trembling.
"Are you still going to lend it to me?" Yang Dingtian asked.
Qiu Wanjie lowered his head in extreme pain. He was extremely regretful that he listened to Qin Huaiyu and offended this Hidden Sect disciple.
"I beg you to take away the Mystic Fire Devil Hammer." Qiu Wanjie used all his strength.
"Oh, then thank you." Yang Dingtian was still as calm as before. He walked up to the stage and grabbed the Mystic Fire Devil Hammer.
"Wow, so heavy." Yang Dingtian said.
Everyone revealed a knowing smile. Would a Hidden Sect disciple feel that the Mystic Fire Devil Hammer, which weighed a few hundred kilograms, was heavy?
It was impossible. He was just naturally noble and used the most ordinary tone to express his feelings.
Of course, this was their understanding. Yang Dingtian really felt that this Mystic Fire Devil Hammer was very heavy.
Such a small hammer weighed at least a few hundred kilograms.
With one hand holding the hammer and the other carrying Dugu Fengwu, Yang Dingtian left the arena and the Divine Weapons Manor.
Qiu Wanjie wanted to urge him to stay, but he didn't dare to.