Chapter Twenty-Four Girl, can I see you again?

  Ling Jing's eyes narrowed, seeing the opponent make a move towards his wrist. He knew that since the opponent was known as "Multi-faced Hand", their grappling skills were not to be underestimated. If he let himself get caught this time, it wouldn't just be his wrist that would be in danger, but probably his elbow too.

  He raised his right hand, his arm forming a snake-like shape, and with the back of his opponent's large hand, he lightly tapped his wrist, then quickly retreated and drew out his sword.

  All his kung fu skills are in his sword, if he wants to compete with a good hand who is good at catching and grasping, he will likely be at a disadvantage.

  Li Yuan saw that his first move was blocked, and he couldn't help but feel a bit embarrassed. Just now, he had thought that this young man was just a novice in the martial arts world, so he hadn't taken him seriously when he made his move. But to his surprise, he had been easily countered. His anger rising, he said: "You little scamp, I didn't think you'd have any real skills, but it looks like that's where your abilities end. Look out!" His right hand formed a claw shape and swiftly swiped at Ling Jing's chest.

  As he saw the other party make another move, Ling Jing's eyebrows furrowed slightly, only because he was now standing too close to Li Yuan. Close-range combat was easy to deploy, but he was a swordsman, and the surrounding space was too narrow. If he were to use his sword skills, he would inevitably feel constrained.

  But Linglong was still standing behind him, and he couldn't retreat a single step. At this moment, he made a move called "Rapid Flow Brave Retreat", his long sword swept towards the opponent's neck, if the opponent didn't dodge, this move would be a fatal killing blow, but at the same time, he himself would also take a hit from the opponent.

  But he was sure that Li Yuan did not intend to hurt himself and therefore dared to make such a move.

  Li Yuan naturally didn't want to fight Ling Jing to the death. In his heart, he actually didn't think much of his opponent, because this young man was really too young, even if he had been practicing martial arts since birth, his skills couldn't possibly be that strong. But the sword move just now was indeed exquisite, and Li Yuan had no choice but to withdraw his right hand and use a "Tuo Ta Shou" (a palm strike), slapping it onto the blade of Ling Jing's long sword, while also retreating two steps in the process.

  Ling Jing suddenly turned around, only to see Ling Long pursing her small mouth, smiling and looking at him with a calm expression. He thought to himself, this girl is quite bold, someone is making a scene in front of her with knives and guns but she doesn't seem afraid at all.

  He hastily smiled and said: "Miss Linglong, I apologize for the offense."

  He finished speaking and immediately wrapped his arms around Linglong's slender waist. With a sudden movement of his feet, he sprang into action, using his lightness skill to leap towards the large hall downstairs.

  A warm and gentle feeling was transmitted to his hands, he and the delicate body were only separated by a thin layer of clothing, it was her body temperature, he could also feel it clearly.

  He felt a little strange in his heart, and turned his head to look at the woman in his arms, but only saw Linglong curiously sizing her up, seeing him turn around, she stretched out her hand and gently wrapped it around his neck.

  The fragrance hits his nose, and Ling Jing is convinced that he has a good sense of smell. At this time, he can't help but feel a little proud in his heart.

  He brought Ling along and fell into a corner of the main hall. At this time, Li Yuan had already jumped down from the second floor and rushed towards him directly.

  The people in the hall had long since dispersed, after all, not everyone was as bold as Linglong. The rivers and lakes were fighting, and if they didn't see blood, how could they stop?

  Seeing Li Yuan rush down like a falcon, Ling Jing took a leap forward, let out a cold laugh, and with his long sword, drew a sword flower.

  At this moment, he stood on the grand hall, no longer like just now because of protecting Linglong, his swordsmanship couldn't be fully displayed. This time, he wanted to see what kind of standard this so-called "multi-talented" master had.

  Li Yuan let out a loud shout and quickly approached the ground. At this time, carrying the momentum of falling to the ground, he slapped his palm towards Ling Jing's head.

  His move was ruthless, if he hit, his head would probably shatter like a watermelon. A glimmer of murderous intent flashed in Ling Jing's eyes. Since this person showed no mercy, it wouldn't be unjust to end his life.

  He swung his long sword, using the "Fast Sword Thirteen Styles", with a speed that was almost at its limit. At this time, Li Yuan was still some distance away from landing, and his pupils suddenly contracted as he hastily withdrew his palm to strike back.

  Ling Jing smiled slightly and said, "Too slow." Before the words had fallen, a "hiss" sound was heard, and Li Yuan's arm had already been cut with a sword wound several inches long. Fresh blood dripped onto the floor of the main hall instantly.

  Li Yuan was greatly shocked in his heart, never expecting the opponent's sword to be so swift and sudden. Just now, if he hadn't made preparations earlier and turned around to block it, this one sword would have probably slashed open his own chest.

  Sweat had already appeared on his forehead, he had heard people say that the fastest sword in the world was "Wanli Du Xing Xia" Tian Boguang. Sometimes after killing someone with a knife, the person who was killed hadn't even seen his knife yet. But this little guy's sword speed was also incredibly strange, it was simply fast to the extreme.

  He had already felt a sense of fear in his heart, and all his skills were concentrated in his hands. However, no matter how fast his hands moved, they couldn't keep up with the opponent's sword. With a hint of resignation in his heart, he calmly said: "You're quite skilled, kid. Today, I'll admit defeat to you. We'll settle our score another day."

  After finishing speaking, she fiercely stared at Ling Jing and Ling Long for a moment, then jumped up and rushed towards the window on the first floor.

  Ling Jing gazed at him coldly, a hint of sarcasm on his face. He had taken note of the man's ruthless moves earlier. As the saying goes, "I'm not afraid of thieves stealing from me, but I am afraid of them plotting against me." Now that Yu Canghai was already eyeing him, he didn't want to let another person freely think about how to scheme against him behind his back. He took a step forward and said loudly, "How can you just leave like that? You haven't even written your death warrant for me yet, stay!"

  He took advantage of the situation and picked up a wine jug from the table, transferred his inner force to his left hand, and with a mighty throw, he smashed it towards the back of his opponent's heart.

  Li Yu'er heard the sound of breaking air coming from behind him, and thought that his opponent had used some kind of hidden weapon. He quickly flipped over in mid-air and landed on the ground, only to see that the "hidden weapon" was actually a wine jug. Enraged, he said: "You little scoundrel, don't be too arrogant! Haven't you heard of leaving a way out for others, so as to meet again another day?"

  Ling Jing shook his head and smiled: "Want to leave? First write down your resignation letter for me."

  Before his words had fallen, he had already cheated forward, with one sword stabbing towards the opponent's chest. Li Yuankui exerted a force to block it, dodged sideways and retreated two steps back.

  But Ling Jing's quick sword was one sword faster than the other, and after only four or five moves, Li Yuan had already been forced to retreat seven or eight steps, his body gradually being pushed into a corner.

  At this point, he had no choice but to retreat, and angrily shouted: "You little brat, how can your heart be so vicious, you..."

  He hadn't finished speaking, and Ling Jing had already made another move with his sword. The sword light flashed like lightning, and Li Yuan's palms clapped together in the middle, trying to lock down his opponent's long sword. But in an instant, Ling Jing's long sword had already pierced through his chest. His hands only managed to clamp onto the end of the sword hilt, but by then, more than half of the sword body had already disappeared into his body.

  Li Yuan's body stiffened instantly, shook slightly, and crashed to the ground.

  Ling Jing drew out his long sword, gazing at Li Yuan's stiff corpse, and let out a faint sneer, saying: "So this is how your death was written, truly coarse and unrefined, unbearable to look at."

  After settling Li Yuan, he walked to Linglong's side again, but saw that her face still didn't have a hint of panic, and his heart was slightly curious. After all, this woman wasn't someone from the jianghu, yet she didn't even flinch when he killed someone in front of her?

  He smiled and said, "Linglong girl is quite bold."

  With a faint smile, she slightly bowed to him and said: "Thank you, sir, for your help. I'm deeply grateful." Her voice was soft and melodious, as if ripples had been stirred up in his heart.

  Ling Jing's eyes wandered slightly, and he paused for a moment before clearing his throat and saying, "Oh no, miss, you're being too polite. I just happened to see something unfair on the road and lent a hand, that's all. But there is one thing I'd like to say, though I'm not sure if I should mention it." A hesitant expression appeared on his face.

  Her face showed a hint of puzzlement, and she said softly, "Young master, you may speak freely."

  Ling Jing hesitated for a moment before saying, "Miss Linglong, this Jade Garden is not a good place. If possible, I think you should avoid coming here in the future. What happened today may happen again at any time, and as a lone woman, it would be extremely dangerous."

  He was really unwilling for such a good person to be ruined in this place of smoke and flowers, so he suddenly spoke out to advise her.

  Linglong smiled slightly and said, "Thank you for your kindness, Linglong remembers." She didn't say whether she agreed or not, but just smiled at Lingjing with an inexplicable look in her eyes.

  Ling Jing felt a bit helpless, the other party's words were ambiguous, but he wasn't in a position to say much, so he said: "Miss, take care of yourself, I'll take my leave first."

  After finishing speaking, he turned around and walked towards the back of the hall, but only after a few steps, for some reason, his heart became somewhat hesitant. He paused for a moment, suddenly turned his head, saw Linglong still standing in the same place looking at him, then hesitated for a moment, and asked: "Miss, will I be able to see you again?"

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