The Beautiful CEO's Dragon Blood Bodyguard-Chapter 569 - 0: If A Single Move Fails, I Lose

The Divine Sword Sect, in the hundreds of years since it was founded and established, naturally possessed a certain foundation.

Xie Yu had Leng Shuangning fetch him a porcelain bottle, and after taking a pill, his face soon flushed with a red glow.

Qiu Yibai shouted from the lake, "Who else dares to battle with me?"

Although the poison in Xie Yu’s body had been expelled, he had sustained damage to his meridians. Hearing the arrogant provocation, he couldn’t help but become infuriated, spurting out a mouthful of stifled blood and cursing under his breath, "Old bastard, may you meet a wretched end!"

He Hongtao was dripping with cold sweat, not expecting even the Young Sect Master of the Divine Sword Sect to be defeated, and so easily at that.

Qiu Yibai stared at him and said, "Hong Ye, I wonder if you have any objections to the conditions I’ve offered?"

His words were full of coercion and threats. With black mist rising from his hand, if He Hongtao didn’t agree, he would likely meet the same end as Xie Yu.

As an ordinary person, he would probably fare even worse than Xie Yu.

He Hongtao, drenched in cold sweat, hurriedly cast a pleading glance at Long Fei.

Long Fei had just finished a pot of clear wine on his table. He stood up, shook his head with disdain at Qiu Yibai, and said, "Old thing, if you’re going to fight, just fight. Why resort to these underhanded tricks? It’s no wonder you’re not esteemed in the martial world, you’re just this sort of low-grade material."

Qiu Yibai’s forehead immediately furrowed, not expecting someone to dare challenge him.

The others, too, looked at Long Fei in surprise, especially the disciples of the Divine Sword Sect who had just crawled out of the water, thinking to themselves whether Long Fei had the guts of a leopard to be so bold at this time.

They had been beaten to such a state, yet Long Fei dared to flaunt his strength and seek fame?

Xie Yu, hearing his words, sneered contemptuously, "Brother, this is not the time for you to show off your power. This villain’s life is mine, and I will personally reclaim it another day."

Long Fei stepped into the water and walked as if on level ground, smiling lightly, "What’s so difficult about that? I just want his hands; you can keep the person."

His lightness skill was unparalleled, his feet barely causing a ripple on the water’s surface.

Qiu Yibai declared with cold eyebrows, "Oh? I hadn’t realized we had a master hidden among us?"

The disciples of the Divine Sword Sect were also staring wide-eyed, their faces blushing with shame.

Regardless of anything else, with this single display of lightness skill walking on water, Long Fei had already surpassed them.

They had mocked others last night and just now.

Long Fei’s Storage Ring flashed, and he summoned the Tai’a Sword from within.

The act of obtaining an object out of thin air made everyone’s eyes widen in shock.

The youth who had arrived with Qiu Yibai couldn’t help but tighten his brow and squint his eyes.

This sword, unlike the Cold Light Sword, appeared very plain from the outside, but as one’s eyes focused on it, some inexplicable chill gripped the heart.

It was as if a heavy weight was pressing down, the breath grew rapid, and eyes involuntarily shifted away.

Long Fei, gazing at Qiu Yibai, said indifferently, "Show me what you’ve got. Within one move, I will take your two arms. If I can’t, consider it my loss!"

"What arrogance! Which sect’s disciple are you? How dare you be so disrespectful to me?"

Qiu Yibai trembled with anger and, keeping with tradition, inquired about his opponent’s background.

Seeing the uncommonness of Long Fei’s longsword, he thought Long Fei’s backing must be powerful, and he dared not kill him lightly.

Long Fei replied calmly, "I belong to no sect or school; I’m just a nameless wanderer in the martial world. Just use all your strength; don’t end up losing too badly, lest everyone laughs."

"You’re insolent!"

Qiu Yibai, enraged by his contemptuous gaze, unleashed the Eight-Armed Arhat Palm into the air, forming a series of black palm imprints that enveloped Long Fei.

The palm imprints were infused with the Five Poison Qi.

Unlike before, he made no attempt to hide it now. His palm strikes were fierce, creating ripples in the water.

But just one palm strike could turn an ordinary man into a bloody dance.

Everyone’s eyes widened, thinking Long Fei was destined to pay the price for his arrogance.

But they saw his lips curve slightly, his hand flicking the longsword gently.

A buzzing sound rang out as the longsword vibrated.

The sword sang crisply, carrying the weight of Mount Tai, unleashing a ripple of Sword Qi that swept outwards in all directions.

Snap, snap, snap—the sharp sounds reverberated as the black palm imprints were shattered one by one by the Sword Qi.

Long Fei’s figure moved, and no one saw how he made his move.

They only saw that he had already moved from in front of Qiu Yibai, to standing behind him.

A drop of fresh blood dripped from the Tai’a Sword into the water, quickly dispersing across the surface.

Qiu Yibai’s arms fell into the water with a splash, and only one drop of blood flowed out, the cut surfaces as smooth as glass.

Because the Sword Qi was too sharp, it immediately sealed the meridians in his arms.

He looked at the scene in front of him with disbelief, and a surge of severe pain shot into his brain, making him scream in agony.

The Essential Qi under his feet became chaotic, and he fell with a splash into the water.

The people in the gazebo watched this scene with disbelief, shouting, "What a fast sword!"

"How did he make his move?"

"I didn’t even see him draw his sword!"

"A master, this person is truly a master among masters!"

Hearing these shouts, Xie Yu kept yelling at Leng Shuangning, "Who won? Tell me, who won?"

Leng Shuangning shivered and stuttered, "Qiu Yibai lost, that person won!"

"How is that possible?"

Xie Yu’s self-esteem was severely hit, and he nearly roared in frustration, anger causing him to spit out another mouthful of blood.

The disciples brought by Qiu Yibai quickly jumped into the water and fished him out of the lake.

Having his arms chopped off and now choking on water, he had already passed out.

The disciples hurried to take him away, staring at Long Fei as if looking at a monster.

After a while, the gazebo quieted down.

Long Fei walked back over the water, sheathed his longsword, and calmly said to Xie Yu, "I told you, Qiu Yibai’s life is yours. Recover well, then go and duel with him!"

"Exactly which sect or family’s disciple are you?"

Xie Yu asked sternly, not believing that Long Fei had no background.

"I said, I’m just a nobody!"

Long Fei shrugged, greeted He Hongtao with a nod, and took his leave.

He Hongtao finally came back to his senses, his excitement apparent as he hastily followed Long Fei out, sending him off.

For the one thousand tons of raw copper, Long Fei told him he would come personally to Wang Family Ridge to collect it in three days and asked him to be prepared.

He Hongtao dared not show the slightest negligence, nodding repeatedly in agreement and bowing as he and his men respectfully saw Long Fei off.

He never imagined that in just a short period of absence, Long Fei had become even more powerful.

This mastery was no longer that of a mere mortal.

Sister Hong watched Long Fei’s car leave, her beautifully arched brows lifting slightly, a meaningful smile appearing on her face as she murmured to herself, "Things are getting more and more interesting!"

In the hospital, doctors stitched Qiu Yibai’s arms back on.

The surgery went on for two hours, and finally, the old man was wheeled out by the nurses. novelbuddy-cσ๓

Though his arms were reattached, they had lost their function and could only be used for show.

His expression one of collapse, he opened his eyes and upon seeing a young man, he growled, "I refuse to accept this, what sorcery did he use?"

The young man calmly replied, "He didn’t use sorcery, he is simply a Practitioner."

"What?"

Qiu Yibai felt his head spin in confusion, his face full of disbelief as he stared at the young man.

The young man commanded, "You should recover well! I’m going back to Dragon-Tiger Mountain to report to the Family Head, perhaps the Family Head will take pity on you and grant you a Pill to reconnect bones and regenerate marrow."

Qiu Yibai whimpered stubbornly, not convinced; a grandmaster in the world of Ancient Martial Arts, he had paved the way for the Zhang Family in Binhai City, and now in his time of need, he had been abandoned and discarded by them as if he was nothing!

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