Questioning

 "Draw?"

The whole place was in an uproar when this was said.

This result was unexpected by many people.

It is said that there is no first in literature and no second in martial arts. Once the ring competition begins, there must be a winner.

Especially for this highly anticipated championship match, there should be a result.

Otherwise, what is the point of fighting for so long?

The most important thing is, if there is no winner, how should their bets be calculated?

Could it be that the dealer kills all?

"Draw is good! Draw is good!"

Abigail was ecstatic and almost jumped up.

She originally just wanted to take some handling fees and eat and drink enough.

She didn't expect it to be such a result.

It seems that God wants her to make a fortune!

"I wonder if the two contestants are satisfied with this arrangement?"

Zhang Yuzhen turned his eyes to Dustin and Hong Juding again.

Both of them have reached their limits now, their spirits are exhausted, and they basically have no strength to fight again.

Moreover, the ring has been destroyed, and the defensive formation has been shattered. In a short period of time, there is no suitable place for the two to fight again.

So a draw is the most appropriate result.

"Do you still have the strength to draw your sword?"

Hong Juding did not respond to Zhang Yuzhen, but cast his eyes on Dustin.

"I can still make one move." Dustin said truthfully.

The dragon-slaying sword just now has drained his Xuanqing true energy.

He now has only one move left.

"Me too."

Hong Juding wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth: "It's really unwilling to end like this. Since we have fought, we naturally have to score. I think it's better to do this, without internal energy, just compare swordsmanship, and see who is better."

"Good idea." Dustin nodded.

Without the protection of the ring and the formation, their fight is indeed very easy to hurt innocent people.

But if they suppress their cultivation and compete in swordsmanship, there will be no such worry.

"We're going to fight again. This time we won't compete in cultivation, but only in swordsmanship." Hong Juding spoke loudly.

"Swordsmanship?"

Zhang Yuzhen raised his eyebrows, looked back at the leaders of the three major sects, and when he saw that the three did not refuse, he responded: "It's a good choice, I'll do as you say!"

Hearing this, the people who were just worried finally breathed a sigh of relief.

If it ends in a draw, it will not only be unconvincing, but the people they bet on will also lose everything.

Considering safety and interests, using swordsmanship to determine the outcome is indeed the most perfect solution.

"Get ready, I'm going to draw my sword!"

Hong Juding grabbed the Huangquan Sword that was inserted upside down in front of him, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at Dustin in the air.

Dustin did not speak, and responded with the Dragon Bird Sword.

After standing there for a second, the two launched an attack at the same time.

Without any internal energy blessing, just relying on physical strength, the speed of the two was terrifyingly fast.

Directly turned into two afterimages, colliding with each other in the ruins.

"Clang, clang, clang, clang, clang..."

There was only a sound of metal colliding, and sparks were flying everywhere.

The two figures intertwined with each other, and it was impossible to tell who was who.

Even without using the Qi, just the simplest collision of power could stir up circles of ripples similar to strong winds.

Like rippling water waves, it continued to spread around.

The audience watched from afar, still feeling a palpitation, as if they would be torn into pieces in an instant if they got close.

In this way, after a few minutes, the figures of the two suddenly stopped.

Hong Juding's sword pierced Dustin's shoulder.

The sharp sword tip pierced the skin and muscles, drawing a trace of blood.

"Win?"

The audience behind Hong Juding just saw the scene of Dustin's shoulder being pierced, and thought that Hong Juding had won.

Those who bet on it were happy and lamented.

The audience behind Dustin saw another scene.

Although Dustin's shoulder was pierced, his sword pierced Hong Juding's chest.

With a little more force, he could kill him with one blow.

So they knew very well that it was not Hong Juding who won, but Dustin who won.

In the swordsmanship competition, Dustin was still superior after all.

Hong Juding looked down at the sword that pierced an inch into his chest, and his expression became a little complicated.

He thought that he was unparalleled in the world in terms of swordsmanship, but he didn't expect to be defeated by Logan Rhys in the end.

The two people's cultivation was the same, but their swordsmanship was strong and weak.

It seems that he needs to work harder in the future.

"Thank you for not killing me, I admit defeat."

Hong Juding drew back the Huangquan Sword and clasped his fists to admit defeat.

He was not a person who could not afford to lose, and he didn't care about the false name of the champion.

His lifelong pursuit was the ultimate swordsmanship.

If he couldn't win, it was because he was not strong enough, he was not working hard enough, there was no other reason.

"Thank you."

Dustin also drew his sword and clasped his fists in return to show respect.

It was not easy for him to win this battle, and it could even be said to be dangerous and difficult.

Because Hong Juding was too strong.

He controlled the nine flying swords with ease and without any flaws.

If he hadn't used swordsmanship to decide the outcome in the end, he might not have won.

"Alas... After all, it was still a step behind!"

Seeing this scene, Hong Xingchao couldn't help but sigh.

When he heard that the two sides were going to compete in swordsmanship, he felt a little uneasy.

Because Hong Juding usually honed his sword spirit, and although his swordsmanship attainments were good, they were not yet at the extreme.

It was naturally easy to deal with others.

But when facing a top genius like Logan Rhys, he seemed to be at a disadvantage.

But now that things have come to this, it's useless to say more.

Fortunately, Hong Juding did not feel lost at all, and there was an unprecedented fighting spirit in his eyes.

This fighting spirit will continue to drive Hong Juding forward in the future.

Sometimes, failure is not necessarily a bad thing.

Because it will inspire people to move forward courageously. - Ton

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