Zhan Long Chapter 630 - Autonomous Team

Chapter 630 Autonomous Team

6 a.m. Morning again.

“Keng!”

Sparks rose around us in the Great Hall of the Dragon’s Den. My Zhen Yue Sword and Dragon Reservoir Sword unleashed two consecutive strikes to forcibly break the first hit of Wan Er’s [Blade of the Death God]. Simultaneously, I suddenly looked behind, and used my knee to heavily break apart her second attack. My Dragon Reservoir Sword also flashed at the same time, and it struck the tip of her blade on the third attack. My cloak flew upwards, and I relaxed my body as I avoided her strike and smashed my sword hilt on to the little miss’ right shoulder. Immediately, Wan Er let out an “Ah” sound when I struck a cluster of nerves and I broke through her third attack!

“Wu…”

Wan Er consecutively retreated several steps. I ran out and caught her slender waist. And asked, “Are you ok?”

“Yup.”

Wan Er stood up and massaged her arm. After that, she looked at me and smiled: “Pig, you managed to break through the three consecutive strikes of [Blade of the Death God] after one night only. You’re truly not simple…”

I face palmed and laughed: “Of course! Or else, how could I be fit for our unrivaled Wan Er!”

“Is that true?” She naughtily laughed: “Then do you want to go again one more time?”

“Sure!”

During the Nth duel that night, Wan Er still charged over as before. But, in the instant that she approached me, she ingeniously slid her feet, moving her to the side by 0.5 meters. She activated [Blade of the Death God] from my flank. Its speed was too fast, and the time that I had to respond to it was also less. But, I still managed to quickly determine the angle and force.Without a second thought, I swung both of my swords. “Keng keng” I broke the first attack. However, it was too late for me to block the second and third attacks. All I could do was attempt to weakly block the attacks. Moreover, I couldn’t block it at all, and took damage twice. The beautiful little miss was too evil, she was using different maneuvers...

“How is it?”

With one hand on her hip and the

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