He was a man who was able to defeat fifteen masters of the Sakura Kingdom with only an ancient sword passed down from his family.

But in the end, he was exhausted and defeated.

The person who lost was Ikura Hamayu's grandfather.

The one who had the advantage of physical strength not only failed to finish the task, but also became ruthless and vengeful.

During the competition, he took advantage of others' danger and used dirty tricks to break Grandpa Leng Hui's hand tendons.

From then on, a generation of masters became useless and could no longer hold a sword.

The ancient sword inherited from the Leng family was also broken.

After the competition, in order to attack the Dragon Kingdom, the Sakura Kingdom denigrated the Leng family's inferior swordsmanship and promoted the Sakura Kingdom's superior swordsmanship.

The Leng family was severely damaged, and its internal talents were in short supply, and it was in a state of collapse.

Later, the Icang family took advantage of the situation and provoked swordsmanship competitions many times, and the Leng family was defeated.

Therefore, the two families couldn't stand each other, and their hatred was overwhelming.

In this generation, the Leng family has a genius, Leng Hui.

Hamayu Ikura is also the first member of the Ikura family.

These two haven't competed yet.

Whether the Leng family can avenge its past humiliation or not, all hopes are pinned on Leng Hui.

The two men were still facing each other in the field, their momentum was overwhelming, and there was a faint clash of sword intentions.

Jiang Sheng watched for a while and saw a bead of sweat as big as a soybean rolling down Leng Hui's snow-white neck, which seemed to be a sign of defeat.

But her back was still straight and never bent.

At this moment, a cold flower appeared in Jiang Sheng, like a cold plum blooming alone in Ling Han under the heavy snowfall.

Tough!

tenacious!

He felt the same way and understood something.

This is how the cold-faced Qilin silently carries his own fate.

Even if the fate is unknown and cruel.

Treat it as a trivial matter, take it for granted, and bear it silently.

When someone feels sad, he will shake his head silently and say: "It doesn't matter."

at this time.

"Ding."
Chapter completed!