"Okay, I'll take it." Qin Wushuang agreed immediately.

Just have a temper.

He weighs about 100 pounds, and 90% of it is made of bones.

"Would you like a drink? Let's have tea instead of wine, to toast to the final battle after we get off the plane." Ji Wuqing was quite particular. Tea instead of wine? Is that necessary?

What bullshit.

What’s the point of having some rituals that involve death?

Not funny at all.

"Cheers, forget it. I don't like these nonsense." Qin Wushuang crossed his arms and lay in the comfortable chair.

Ji Wuqing smiled awkwardly and started drinking by himself.

This guy was calm and didn't show any nervousness at all. He even ordered airplane meals and ate them with relish, eating whatever he wanted.

Is it really possible to remain calm when facing life and death?

Or was he extremely confident? He was certain he could overpower Qin Wushuang?

After a three or four hour flight, we slowly landed at Jiangnan Airport.

Dongfang Mingyue’s car is still here, and he must drive it back. He can’t just leave it here.

No matter how rich you are, you can't be so wasteful. Otherwise, you'll become a spendthrift.

"Qin Wushuang, when do we start?" After coming out of the airport, Ji Wuqing walked behind and asked.

"Any time."

"That's just what I want. You pick a place."

"Are you so anxious to kill me?" Qin Wushuang got into the car and started the engine.

"If I kill you, I'll get my money." Ji Wuqing was very honest and not at all pretentious.

It’s all for money, just to put money in your pocket as soon as possible.

"See you at Qingxia Mountain at 8 o'clock in the evening." Qin Wushuang left a message and drove away in his sports car.

"Hey, is it necessary to be so troublesome? Can't we just get started?" Ji Wuqing shouted loudly.

By the time he finished speaking, even Qin Wushuang's taillights could no longer be seen.

So panicked!

Don’t you need a bite to eat right after getting off the plane? Don’t you need a break?

Don’t you need to find a place to fight that won’t alert others?

The name Ji Wuqing doesn't suit him at all, he should be called Ji Doubi.

The first impression that the word "ruthless" brings to people is that the person is cold and frosty, stern, and has a dead look on his face all day long.

Ji Wuqing was laughing and very talkative, and it seemed like they were friends who had known each other for many years when they first met.

What is the reality?

He is here to take your life, a pure smiling tiger.

Qin Wushuang checked into a hotel, ate something, and recharged his batteries to prepare for the fight in the evening.

This Ji Wuqing is very dangerous and definitely not a simple person. Qin Wushuang can sense it and must be cautious.

He may be the biggest opponent he has encountered since he came out of the mountains.

Qin Wushuang cannot be negligent and will do his best.

Time passed little by little, from day to night. Around seven o'clock, Qin Wushuang checked out of the hotel and drove there.

To put it simply, Qingxia Mountain is a barren mountain, which is a certain distance away from the urban area of ​​Jiangnan. There are no houses around it, it is pitch black, and very quiet at night.

A car came from afar and stopped steadily at the foot of the mountain.

Qin Wushuang opened the door and got out of the car. He looked up at the steep mountain, jumped up, and flew upwards.

In the dark night, it was like a ghost, erratic and eerie. The black shadow rushed up at an extremely fast speed, without touching the ground, and reached the halfway point of the mountain in a few breaths.

His body twisted gracefully and went up again.

The whole set of movements is very gorgeous and the transitions are perfect.

If there were martial artists present, they would surely be amazed by the beautiful movements and the superb kung fu.

"Pa pa pa!" Qin Wushuang had just landed when a few sounds of applause reached his ears.

"Brother Wushuang is very skilled, and his Qinggong is amazing. I can't compare to him."

Ji Wuqing arrived early, at least an hour earlier.

"Thank you for the compliment." Qin Wushuang said calmly, "Brother Wuqing, let's get started."

"good."

Now that everything has been decided, there is nothing more to say.

Everything that needed to be said had been said. The other party's purpose was clear, and Qin Wushuang knew it very well. It was also the first day they had met, and today would probably be a fight to the death. How much more could he say?

Don’t care about life or death, just fight if you don’t agree.

Just beat him and it's over.

Whoever is more skilled will win, and whoever is less skilled will die.

Who wouldn’t be great at learning skills?

Being defeated in martial arts has nothing to do with others.

The two stood opposite each other, staring at each other without blinking.

His momentum climbed, exuding endless fighting spirit. A breeze blew by, and a piece of dry grass floated between the two of them.

At this moment, the two of them attacked at the same time.

Ji Wuqing drew out a soft sword from his waist, which was shining coldly and full of murderous aura.

Qin Wushuang was unarmed and did not use any weapons.

On the top of the mountain, the two men fought back and forth fiercely. Ji Wuqing's soft sword had no defense, it was all about attack, and he used it with great vigor, impenetrableness, and extremely exquisite skill.

Every move and every style is extremely fierce, and the attacking parts and tricky angles catch people off guard.

If Qin Wushuang had not been agile enough, he would have been defeated within ten moves.

The powerful true energy supported the soft sword, making it shine with light. For a moment, it actually made Qin Wushuang unable to move his hands and feet and retreat repeatedly.

He is worthy of being called the Scholar's Sword and the object of praise by everyone on the Dark Net.

This level of strength is indeed rare, and Qin Wushuang has met his match.

Martial artists are afraid of having no opponents. Only when they are on equal terms with their opponents, or even better than their opponents, can they make progress.

The most terrifying thing is that if you practice hard but stick to your old ways, you will be complacent.

Acknowledge the excellence of others, see through your own weaknesses, make improvements, and address your shortcomings, and you will make great progress next time.

"Swoosh!" The soft sword stabbed straight ahead, extremely sharp. Qin Wushuang dodged and hid behind a tree less than half a meter away.

The soft sword stabbed it, Ji Wuqing turned his wrist, shouted loudly, and the big tree that the two of them were hugging split in the middle, splitting into two.

It is not cut in half, but separated vertically, from bottom to top.

With a snap, the century-old tree was destroyed.

Qin Wushuang retreated repeatedly, and Ji Wuqing seized the opportunity and attacked at high speed.

Qin Wushuang cannot be given a chance to catch his breath at this time. Once he recovers, it will be another fierce battle and he will lose the initiative.

"Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!" Ji Wuqing's body flipped in the air, and the soft sword was dazzling, heading straight for Qin Wushuang's heart.

"Crash!" Qin Wushuang had nowhere to retreat. When he reached the edge of the mountain, several stones fell down.

His hands moved swiftly, clamping the soft sword at the critical moment, preventing it from moving forward.

Ji Wuqing looked up and his true energy increased again.

The soft sword was so sharp that Qin Wushuang had to let go.

Then he bent down, dismounted, and gave a flying kick.

The two fought fiercely, back and forth, and Qin Wushuang was immediately at a disadvantage.

This has to be acknowledged.

Ji Wuqing has rich practical experience, and no matter what moves Qin Wushuang makes, he can resolve them in the first time.

The soft sword changed and swept across Qin Wushuang's right foot.

The latter retracted his foot and kicked Ji Wuqing's wrist with his left foot, thus avoiding the danger. At the same time, he rolled inward and pulled himself back to the edge of the mountain top.

Ji Wuqing's fighting style is very fast, like a storm.

At this moment, Qin Wushuang took out the Sky Wrath Sword and no longer hid his abilities, or rather, he was determined to fight and use his strongest strength to meet the enemy.