Chapter 2262: Another Sword

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"Contestant, Pesha Oka, get ready to play!"

Just when Pesha nodded silently, the people from the competition team came over.

"I see."

Pesha responded, then packed her mind and stood up.

The second time she stepped onto the competition stage, Pesha's mood was much better than the first day.

Don't be arrogant, do your best.

Standing opposite Pesha was a tall, thin man.

On his waist was a long sword that matched his stature, and it was estimated that he was taking the route of a quick attack.

According to the referee's brief introduction, Pesha also knew that the opponent she was facing this time was another disciple of the Sword Saint.

Of course, it's not like a direct disciple.

In fact, a situation like Dragon Slaying Sword Saint who only accepts one disciple is rare among Sword Saints.

Anyway, teaching one is also teaching, and teaching a group is also teaching, so why not teach a group.

Although people with outstanding talent are rare, they are by no means rarer than Juggernauts.

Therefore, most Sword Saints have at least three or four disciples.

Even more, a dozen cases are not without.

Pesha's situation is a special case.

"Let me see how powerful the disciples of other Sword Saints are."

Pesha took a deep breath and thought silently in her heart.

The tall and thin man also bowed his hands and did not speak.

Because before going to the competition arena today, his master told him that you must be careful when facing Pessa Oka.

The swordsmanship of the Dragon Slayer Sword Saint is also quite famous among the Sword Saints.

After yesterday's game, many Sword Saints exchanged greetings in the past, but in fact they were also exploring the cultivation realm of Dragon Slayer Sword Saint.

And the result obtained is only four words - unfathomable!

This is also an evaluation recognized by the sword saints.

So there is no room for him to be careless.

However, the audience off the field was different.

These people do not know the strength of the Dragon Slaying Sword Saint. They only know that the Sword Saints who belong to the major families of the Azer Empire are powerful and have accumulated prestige for a long time. The disciples they teach must not be weak.

And this Pesha Oka has only been practicing under the Dragon Slaying Sword Saint Sect for less than a month.

Which is stronger or weaker, of course there is no need to say more.

Therefore, the voice of cheering for the tall and thin man should far surpass the voice of cheering for Pesha.

The disciples of the same Sword Saint, this battle must be very exciting.

There are many people who pay attention.

"Game start!"

The referee spoke up and then left the field.

"Chong--!"

The tall and thin man drew out his long sword, looked at Pesha, and said, "Please enlighten me!"

As a martial artist, you can pay attention to your opponents, but you must never be afraid of them.

A hearty duel is also what warriors pursue.

"Please!"

After her mood changed, Pesha also put her hand on the hilt of the sword.

Seeing this scene, the tall and thin man knew that Pesha was ready to fight at any time.

Therefore, he no longer hesitated, his body swayed, and he rushed directly towards Peisha.

The speed was so fast that it left afterimages on the arena.

"So fast!"

"What is that... is it an afterimage!?"

"It's too fast, I can't even see where he is!"

The audience under the stage even made a burst of exclamations.

As Pesha had expected before, this tall and thin man relied on his extremely strong offensive speed.

Although she is also a swordsman, Pesha knows very well that she cannot keep up with the attacking speed of this tall and thin man.

As expected of the disciples of the Sword Saint, the difference in strength and those of the contestants selected from the sea is really too great.

"Master is right, I'm not strong enough right now, I have to do my best in every battle."

Pesha's brows furrowed slightly, and her eyes condensed.

The opponent's attack speed is really fast.

But Pesha also has an advantage—that is, the speed of the shot.

However, in this case, it is particularly important to control the timing of the shot.

Between one move and one move, the winner can be determined. This is the real battle, and it is the real quick attack.

As long as there is any error in the control of the shot timing, the final result will be reversed in an instant.

This is a heart-pounding matchup!

Pesha looked at the afterimage on the stage, and knew that her opponent was also looking for an opportunity to strike.

Because the tall and thin man was also afraid of Peisha's sword skills, he formulated such a tactic during his thinking last night.

As long as you avoid the sword that seals the throat, the final victory belongs to you!

"Come on, let me see how much of the essence of this sword technique you have learned from Dragon Slaying Sword Saint!"

A sharp light appeared in the eyes of the tall and thin man.

As a disciple of the Sword Saint, no one would feel that they were inferior to others.

"coming!"

Pesha also felt something.

"Sword-drawn--

Unsheathed! "

The sword light flashed, and blood splattered everywhere.

The tall and thin man who was also ready to shoot suddenly flew out and fell on the competition stage.

After landing, everyone around saw that a bloodstain appeared on the chest of the tall and thin man, which was drawn from the left shoulder to the upper right abdomen.

The bright red blood stained the clothes of the tall and thin man, which also determined the outcome of this battle.

"What just happened?"

"One sword! Another sword!"

"The disciple of Dragon Slaying Sword Saint is too strong, and it turns out that it is another sword to decide the winner!"

"Too strong! The winner is Pesha! Pesha Oka!"

"Fantastic duel!"

After a while of consternation, the audience under the competition stage suddenly began to cheer.

The people of the Azer Empire are martial, and have a natural reverence for powerful warriors.

Therefore, Pesha's performance has also been recognized by the people of the Azer Empire.

Since they are also disciples of the Sword Saint, then there is no such thing as exclusion, so just follow the cheers.

"Assigned."

Pesha put away the Gengjin rapier in her hand and nodded to the tall and thin man who fell to the ground.

This action actually meant that he would voluntarily admit defeat.

In martial arts competitions, unless it is an uncontrollable situation, in principle, a dead hand is not allowed.

Therefore, when Pesha is sure that the blade is slashed on the opponent, she will withdraw 30% of her power to ensure that the injury will not cause death.

And this delicate control of power, the tall and thin man also felt it.

Reaching out and touching the wound on his chest that was still overflowing with blood, the tall and thin man also sighed, then looked at Pesha and raised a hand.

"You are really strong, I admit defeat."

If you are not good at learning, you must recognize it. On the martial arts stage, everyone can see who is strong and who is weak.

If you mess around, you will lose the arrogance of a warrior.

After all, on the martial arts stage, it is only for one point, not for life and death.

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