Above the dusty ring.

Jiang Chen knelt on one knee, his right hand covering his lower abdomen, and a trace of golden blood oozed from between his fingers.

Tick tock!

Blood dripped to the ground, forming golden spots, like bright golden stars.

Jian Wushuang's hands were crossed in front of him, and his cold and sharp eyes looked straight ahead, with a touch of calm in his gaze. It is like a peerless killing god standing proudly in the void, with a tall body, like a divine sword above heaven and earth.

"Win?"

"Jian Wushuang won?"

"Hahaha, I said it a long time ago, Jian Wushuang is the son of the sword, a natural swordsman. How could Jiang Chen be his opponent?"

The tension on the Blood Shadow Sword God's face was also gone, and he regained a relaxed look, and said with an indifferent smile: "Wushuang really didn't disappoint me!"

The Spirit Lord also secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

He made a big show and appeared in person, and it took such a treasure as the Dao Ancestor Divine Liquid to get the opportunity for Jian Wushuang to worship his subordinates. If this sword warrior is defeated, everyone may not say anything, but his face is destined to look bad!

Now......

Jian Wushuang defeated Jiang Chen, adding a bit of brilliance to his face.

Of course.

The most excited is Qi Hui.

If it weren't for the presence of the spirit lord and the military master, he would have been unable to help but dance, but at this moment, he was also holding back his excitement, with an excited face: "Won, hahaha, finally won." Jiang Chen, do you want to fight with me? I don't know whether I live or die, hahaha!"

Zheng Xuangong was also excited.

He clenched his fists, but because of the presence of the military master, he didn't show it too obviously.

But he stared at Jiang Chen's pupils, but there was a slight flicker of awe-inspiring murderous intent: "Jiang Chen, you rob me of the treasure and kill my apprentice." If today, you become the first person to be assessed as a recruit, I will need a lot of trouble to deal with you, but now, since you lost to Jian Wushuang, then you have no use value for the military master. A waste that has lost its use value, I will break you into pieces, and the military master will never punish me. You're dead!"

In the midst of the crowd.

Zhao Shoucheng was stunned: "This, how can this be?

The Black Emperor shook his head violently, his eyes were red, and he said firmly: "Impossible, the boss can't lose......"

............

Above the ring.

Jian Wushuang suddenly spoke: "You are very strong, even more powerful than I expected. It's a pity that in today's battle, it is me who has the last laugh after all-Jian Wushuang!"

He was met with silence.

Jiang Chen knelt on one knee as if he was dead.

I waited for three breaths.

Motionless, Jiang Chen's shoulders suddenly trembled, slowly raised his head, stared at Jian Wushuang, and grinned: "Jian Wushuang, you obviously suffered serious internal injuries, but you have to force that mouthful of blood pressure down, which will only make you hurt more than injured." Are you sure you're the one who has the last laugh?"

Jiang Chen's voice was not disguised without any concealment, and it spread all over the martial arts field, making it clear to people.

Everyone's faces changed.

"What did Jiang Chen just say? Jian Wushuang was seriously injured?"

"W-This can't be, does he's not looking injured?"

Everyone looked towards Jian Wushuang in unison.

I saw that Jian Wushuang listened to Jiang Chen's words, and his body trembled slightly, like a deflated ball.

Wow!

A mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

The tall body suddenly collapsed, his legs weakened, and he knelt on the ground with a pop. He didn't even have the strength to straighten his waist, and he lay on the ground with his hands propped up, coughing up blood in his mouth.

Blood stained a large area of the ring under him.

At this moment, the sword is unmatched, weak as a child.

Qi Hui and the others, who were excited before, looked confused, and the smug look on their faces came to an abrupt end.

"How, how can this be? Jian Wushuang was defeated?" Qi Hui looked confused.

Zheng Xuangong was dumbfounded, his face full of astonishment: "I, I'm ......"

The Spirit Lord's face suddenly became gloomy.

The Blood Shadow Sword God was like a mourner, panicked, and dazed like a lost child.

Only the Black Emperor and Zhao Shoucheng were the first to react.

Zhao Shoucheng laughed and said, "Boss Jiang Chen won, won!"

The Black Emperor looked proud, and grinned: "I said earlier, how could the boss lose? Looking at his proud appearance with his head held high, many people gritted their teeth with hatred.

But there is nothing to be done.

Either Caesar or nothing!

In this sword duel, Jiang Chen was indeed the one who had the last laugh.

Even......

In this recruit assessment, the one who had the last laugh was also Jiang Chen!

Jian Wushuang raised his head with difficulty, he was about to lose the strength to get up, his vision became more and more blurry and hazy, and he looked at Jiang Chen with a few double images. Shaking his head violently, he sobered himself up a little, and Jian Wushuang's hoarse voice sounded in the ring: "Yes, I underestimated you...... Just, just that sword, to, what kind of move is it?"

The sword that had just been duel came to mind.

Jian Wushuang vaguely felt hopeless!

The strength of that sword, the talent and supernatural powers that he was proud of to turn into a sword with blood, were all fragile and vulnerable.

He was powerless to fight back.

There is only despair.

Jiang Chen had already stood up with his body propped up, the corners of his mouth raised, and said, "Do you know why you lost?" Your talent is indeed good, and the talent of turning a sword into blood is also terrifying. However, you rely too much on your natural powers, and you are not very good at understanding the sword. I'm different, I haven't been very talented since I was a child, so I know how to work hard. Talent is just an assistant for me, what really makes me strong is my strong heart, constantly looking for the most suitable path for me. My attacks, every one of my moves, are honed from life-and-death battles. And you, all the way, rely on talent to crush others, but when you meet an opponent whose talent is not weaker than yours, all your advantages are gone, how can you defeat me?"

The words are like an initiation, like a slap in the face.

Let Dejian Wushuang's dazed eyes gradually become clearer, he clenched his teeth, stared at Jiang Chen, and used up his last strength: "Jiang Chen, I lost the battle today." But I'm not convinced, I'm not reconciled, a year later, when the new king of soldiers fights, I will make a comeback, and when the time comes, I will definitely defeat you. Let you, too, kneel before me. ”

Jian Wushuang's eyes were full of determination.

He has never been defeated, and today he lost to Jiang Chen, which is destined to become a stain and shadow in his life.

If you can't defeat Jiang Chen in a dignified manner, you can shatter the shadows.

His future martial arts path is destined to be bleak.

Jiang Chen shook his head and chuckled: "Today, you have become my defeated subordinate. A year from now, you're even less likely to beat me. However, I will give you this opportunity, and in a year's time, when the king of soldiers fights, you and I will fight again!"

"In a year's time, I will win against you!"

After Jian Wushuang said this, he fell to the ground with a thud, unable to move.

And the covenant of that year was deeply imprinted in everyone's minds.

His stubbornness of not admitting defeat has made many people admire.

The Spirit Lord's face also softened a little, and he arched his hand towards the military master: "Military Lord, then this seat will take the first step!" As he spoke, he glanced at the Blood Shadow Sword God, "Blood Shadow, take Wushuang and leave with this seat!"

"Yes!"

The Blood Shadow Sword God hurriedly flew into the ring, looked at Jiang Chen deeply, and then stepped away with Sword Wushuang on his back.

On a high platform.

Nalan Zhengyu hesitated for a moment, and also left with him.

Today.

The spirit department got the sword Wushuang, and it was already a big advantage for the military department, and if other strong people were recruited, I was afraid that the military master would turn his face on the spot.

Qi Hui's eyes rolled, and he was also about to leave behind Nalan Zhengyu.

But at this moment......

Jiang Chen, who was in the ring, looked at him, with a playful sneer on the corner of his mouth, and said lightly: "Qi Hui, don't be in a hurry to leave, the account between us should be settled, right?"

(End of chapter)