"Young lady, you are bluffing. In the presence of my Liuyedao technique, everything is an illusion!"
The old man was extrely confident, having practiced this technique for hundreds of years, reaching a stage of near perfection.
He had even personally improved it in so aspects.
It could be said that the old man had mastered this technique to perfection and morized it thoroughly.
The essence, the tricks, he had mastered them all skillfully.
But suddenly!
Just at the mont when the blade was about to touch rrill Caldwell’s finger.
The blade stopped.
The old man’s eyes widened, his pupils contracted slightly.
It was unbelievably shocking.
Imdiately after!
Crunch!
The blade broke.
Shattered into pieces.
Scattering all over the ground.
The old man’s body continued with its inertia, and after the blade shattered, the original force sent him stumbling forward.
rrill Caldwell did not dodge, her eyes weren’t even on him.
Whoosh!
A gust of wind erged out of nowhere.
The old man’s clothes were torn apart in pieces and he stopped just ten centiters away from rrill Caldwell.
Boom!
Blood mist exploded from his body.
Blood seeped from the corners of his mouth.
"You..." The old man from the Cook Family stretched out his hand, pointing at rrill Caldwell tremblingly, his body shook violently!
He fell straight back.
"My Caldwell Family, we revised this technique a hundred years ago already," rrill Caldwell spoke expressionlessly "But what does it matter? It’s still inferior."
The scene fell dead silent.
Branigan Sinclair’s eyes reddened slightly, his hands subconsciously clenched into fists.
When did this young lady beco so formidable?
When last they t, she was just a little girl who knew nothing.
Now this calmness and depth were sothing not supposed to be in soone so young.
"Anyone else?" rrill Caldwell looked at Branigan Sinclair, her tone nacing.
In that split second, all eyes turned to Branigan Sinclair.
If he couldn’t handle it, then nobody could be saved.
The only choice would be to fight to the death.
"Oh? The Caldwell Family truly refuses to die, no matter what. But it’s okay, I was just about to want to learn,"
Branigan Sinclair waved his hand, and the martial artists beside him quickly dispersed.
He spoke, and all fifty-four mbers breathed a sigh of relief.
Only the Leopold Family and Cook Family felt aggrieved.
If Branigan Sinclair had acted earlier, their clan leader wouldn’t have died.
With the clan leader dead and no experts to support the family, it would beco very easy to be swallowed up by other families in these unstable tis.
Lose the deserving treatnt.
But in any case, Branigan Sinclair stepping in was ultimately a good thing and what everyone was hoping for.
"Mr. Sinclair, are you planning to offend the dignity of my Caldwell Family?" rrill Caldwell tilted her head slightly, a smile on her lips.
It was clearly the smile of a young girl, but to others, it always seed a bit chilling.
"Just for instruction. I’ve always heard that the Caldwell Family is formidable, with a library full of classics. But I’ve never experienced it firsthand, which has been a regret," Branigan Sinclair prepared li powder in his sleeve, while slowly drawing a longsword with the other hand.
He must go all out—for the consequence of underestimating the opponent is death.
The young lady was uncanny!
"The Sinclair family excels in the Autumn Bright Tennyson thod. I’ve seen it and practiced it. How about this, today I’ll use the Autumn Bright Tennyson thod to spar with you, how does that sound?" rrill Caldwell’s face showed a hint of a smile, less coldness.
But the smile was full of contempt.
"Good!"
Branigan Sinclair struck quickly!
He couldn’t afford to care about much else, nor fear being accused of sneak attacks.
As long as he could kill rrill Caldwell, he could dominate the Boulevard!
The Sword Qi burst with fierce intensity!
rrill Caldwell sidestepped, the Sword Qi passing close by her face.
It exploded against the door of the Gills Alliance behind her.
Boom!
A loud explosion.
The door shattered instantly.
Taking advantage of this gap, Branigan Sinclair holding his longsword, quickly closed the distance with rrill Caldwell!
As long as he got close enough, he was sure of a kill!
The Autumn Bright Tennyson thod was very strange; this swordsmanship didn’t go straight, it struck only on curves!
Making it impossible to defend against.
rrill Caldwell’s feet did not move, her body leaned slightly back, the sword blade grazing past her hair once more.
But suddenly, Branigan Sinclair let a smile slip onto his face.
His sword blade aid downward, not moving along the original trajectory, inexplicably slashing downwards!
Completely freed from inertia!
This was the brilliance of the Autumn Bright Tennyson thod.
It could change the body’s exerted force, making it impossible for the opponent to defend against.
The sword blade was like a thunderbolt.
Emitting a sharp sound piercing the air!
If it ca down, rrill Caldwell would surely be cut in two.
But rrill Caldwell seed to be prepared; she took a step forward, and her body floated away lightly.
Clang!
The sword blade cut into the floor beneath her feet, embedding half a ter deep!
"How can this be!"
Branigan Sinclair’s eyes widened, could the opponent really have guessed his moves?
Impossible!
The Sinclair family’s Autumn Bright Tennyson thod was unpredictable, every move ever-changing.
How could anyone foresee it?
"I studied the Autumn Bright Tennyson thod for three days and understood its core already," rrill Caldwell noticed Branigan Sinclair’s surprise, speaking softly: "No matter how it changes, it remains true to the core, all your fancy tricks ultimately rely on primary swordsmanship. Every one of your changes is built on an existing foundation."
"Sword." She extended her hand, and a maid imdiately brought her a sword.
"Watch carefully."
Shish!
rrill Caldwell drew the sword!
The tip of the sword sank downward, then swiftly flicked up!
The autumn wind sweeping away the fallen leaves!
Swoosh!
The Sword Qi exploded open!
"This isn’t the Autumn Bright Tennyson thod!" Branigan Sinclair stood on high alert, both hands gripping the longsword, vigorously slashing forward!
To crush this Sword Qi was no difficult task for him.
But just as he swung his sword, the Sword Qi unexpectedly dispersed.
Then, an unimaginable scene unfolded.
This Sword Qi spun continuously, coming from all directions.
Impossible to defend against!
"Could this be... the true Autumn Bright Tennyson thod?"
Onlookers could not help but be amazed!
The sky was filled with Sword Qi, each traveling in a different direction.
Then, looking back at Branigan Sinclair, he was all show, having no comprehension of its essence.
"No!"
Branigan Sinclair retreated quickly, his hands causing the longsword to dance wildly!
Bang, Bang!
The sound like popping soybeans continued, but scars were clearly visible on Branigan Sinclair’s body.
His clothes were tattered.
His hair was scattered all over, in a pitiful state.
"I surrender!"
Thud!
Branigan Sinclair knelt on the ground, raising his sword above his head, trembling as he pleaded: "I know I was wrong! Spare my life!"
"Now? Might be a bit too late."
rrill Caldwell walked towards him step by step.
"Then just die!"
Branigan Sinclair’s hideous face suddenly lifted, his hand quickly swung forward!
Taking advantage of the distraction of rrill Caldwell’s attack, he stood up and thrust out a sword.
"Die for !"
The sword blade glowed faintly!
It was the materialization of Sword Qi!
Branigan Sinclair put in all his effort, aiming to kill rrill Caldwell!
"Miss, watch out!" The maids cried out in alarm.
"Haha! Too late!" Branigan Sinclair laughed wildly: "Within three ters, I am invincible..."
Bang!
A peanut shot through his head, piercing through the center of his forehead.
Branigan Sinclair knelt on the ground, his eyes wide open.
Dead.
"If only there was a single peanut, you wouldn’t have been so drunk." Julius Reed raised the wine cup, taking a sip of wine.
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