Chapter 0043 – Faster Than My Black Eye – Absolute Returns

I said coldly:

“I have another kind of person that I hate the most.”

“What is it?”

She asked without looking back.

“People who bully others and don’t know how to respect them. I hate it when they use their barren imaginations to hurt others.”

The devilish aura on Swordsman Ichika’s body instantly exploded out.

“You shut your mouth! I’ve tolerated you time and time again, and you’re even getting an inch!”

She snapped around, her eyes electric and deadly.

“What do you want if I win?”

Seeing that she had visited late at night for the sake of her conflict with me, I realized that the only way to make her submit was to conquer her with strength.

Sometimes, one show of strength was more effective than a hundred political maneuvers. As for the grudge between her and the Blood Sky Blade Demon, that was all for later.

A look of disbelief appeared on One Flower Sword Honored One’s face when he heard my words.

“Are you saying that you can beat me?”

“Exactly.”

“Good! If you win me, I’ll promise you anything, even if you want my life, I’ll give it to you!”

She had gone so far as to use her own life as a bet, so it was evident that she had absolute confidence in herself.

“It’s a deal.”

“What about when you lose?”

“At senior’s disposal.”

“My request is simple, I want you to completely cut yourself off from the Blade Demon.”

It is only natural that she would be so confident. After all, she is the recognized number one expert in the Demon Sect besides my father.

“Don’t you want to know what I want if I win?”

“Don’t want to know because you’ll never win.”

I slowly drew the Black Demon Sword.

“Then you will see it well today.”

The two of us were armed with sharp blades, our eyes facing each other, our swords drawn.

I know that a battle at the level of a Demon Lord is so fast that it is hard to catch with the naked eye. If you can’t react with instinct and make a timely defense, you will die without a burial place.

Just like those minions that I killed in a single move, under my sword, they couldn’t even see my movements.

Whoosh!

A breeze blew by, ruffling a few strands of the One Flower Sword Venerable’s green silk.

With a flick of her wrist, the tip of her sword was slightly deflected, and her aura changed.

It’s been a long time since I’ve experienced this kind of, breathtaking tension.

“Mr. Li, although I promised not to kill you, you have to be careful, swords have no eyes, in case you hurt somewhere, don’t blame me for not reminding you.”

If this was a battle of life and death, I would have seized the crack in her sentence and attacked before her words even left her mouth. Because this sentence, represents her contempt for me, and contempt, is the deadliest weakness in battle.

But not now, we have the leisure to talk and laugh about it.

“Thanks for reminding senior, I will be careful. However, my sword is a Black Demon Sword, so it would be bad if I hurt senior’s sword.”

The One Flower Sword Honored One ignored my flirtation and instead intensified his words:

“I can let you have three moves.”

In the past, when a senior senior and a junior sparred, they would all allow three moves. But nowadays, there were not many people who were willing to do so. From this point of view, One Flower Sword Venerable could be considered a person who was, quite literally, an ancient style.

“Then thank you senior. I am offended by the late generation.”

I didn’t take it lightly, but I hid my true strength.

I decided not to use the Wind God’s Steps and defeat her in a dignified manner. The bottom card should not be shown easily, and the One Flower Sword Honored One should be the same.

My plan is:

“Just within these three moves, end the fight.”

I didn’t test the waters, and as soon as I struck, I used, the Flying Sword Art, which had been cultivated to the Great Perfection Realm.

The first style, the Even Heaven style!

The sword light flashed as if it was going to cut off the One Flower Sword Venerable.

Dang!

The tip of my sword was blocked by a long sword in front of Sword Honored One Flower’s chest. I could feel that her hand holding the sword trembled slightly. My attack had clearly exceeded her expectations. At this moment, she should have felt, an unprecedented sense of crisis, as if she had encountered a true life and death enemy.

Without stopping, I made my second move.

The second style, the Change of Heaven style!

The sword light was like a pike, and swept towards, One Flower Sword Honored One. My sword, in front of her eyes, manifested twelve different variations, One Flower Sword Honored repeatedly backed up, one by one, resolving my attacks.

However, right at the ninth move, she broke her promise.

Whoosh!

Dang!

Her sword, stabbed at my chest. I sidestepped and swung my sword to block her attack.

One Flower Sword Zun violated her own promise of “letting me have three moves” and launched an attack on me. She also had no choice but to attack, because my Change of Heaven Style was unpredictable, she could no longer rely on defense to defuse my attacks, and could only choose to take the initiative.

“You ……”

She seemed to want to explain something, but I didn’t give her that chance.

I seized the moment when her mind was lost and made the third move.

Third style, Xuan Tian style!

The sword light was like a rainbow, aiming straight for the vitals of the One Flower Sword Venerable.

Boom!

With a loud sound, the two swords collided together. At the same time, a voice came out from the mouth of the One Flower Sword Venerable.

“Not in the face!”

Then there was silence.

My sword, stopped in front of the One Flower Sword Honored One, to be precise, in front of her face. In fact, my sword, a step faster than her cry of surprise, stopped.

Instead, the sword in the hands of the One Flower Sword Venerable was dislodged from his hand, drawing a beautiful arc in the air as it crashed down towards the ground.

Our gazes, at the same time, fell on that sword. That sword, as if it had lost its soul, fell downward powerlessly. Perhaps, at that moment, Sword Honored One Flower wished that it would never hit the ground.

Psst!

One Flower Sword Venerable’s sword, stuck on the ground. The body of the sword trembled slightly, and the white hilt, in the night color, appeared particularly piercing, like a, shaky white flag.

One Flower Sword Honored One’s gaze slowly moved from the ground, to my face. Her eyes were filled with disbelief.

I prayed silently in my heart:

Let’s hope the first words out of her mouth, next, are expletives.

I hope her hard-earned, noble and cool image collapses and reveals her deepest, truest side ……

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