A sword beheaded.

No one present saw clearly.

When all the dust fell to the ground, they only saw Su Mu's hands reaching the hilt of the sword, the shiny sword tip, and the blood drops in the blood trough kept falling to the ground.

Su Mu shook his hand fiercely.

brush.

The blood drops on the sword's edge suddenly disappeared.

When everyone was watching, the sword edge had already been sheathed.

Su Mu turned around and left without waiting for the person to react.

When he returned to the rest area, there was a burst of earth-shaking cheers and curses in the venue.

Ueda rushed over quickly. When he saw Su Mu again, there was a sense of enthusiasm in his eyes.

"Orange-like, I didn't expect that you are so powerful, you are worthy of being the disciple of the Sword Saint."

Su Mu tilted his head and said disdainfully:

"Can you find a few decent masters in the future? This kind of garbage is simply an insult to my skills."

Ueda's cheeks twitched.

I was originally here to see you die today.

This little white face is really good.

Fortunately, at the last moment, I removed the bet on the Dead Swordsman.

Unlike the previous timidity, Su Mu is now trembling:

"Mr. Ueda, how much did I win?"

Ueda Yidai immediately said with a smile on his face:

"One.5 million US dollars, plus the principal, you can get back two million. By the way, there is a noble lady who wants to invite you...!"

Su Mu waved his hand directly:

"No, women will only affect the speed of my sword!"

Ueda…!

This pussy is pretending to be big and round, I'll give you ninety-nine points.
Chapter completed!