So almost everyone remained silent. As for his so-called "one fights a hundred", it was just a boastful act of his disciples. The so-called master of swordsmanship was created by people's praise and his mysterious fragrance.

It was not until the third year of Jiajing, that is, more than ten years later, that one of his concubines was chased by him because of an affair with someone, that this shocking secret was revealed.

To prevent "Mixiang San", it is actually very simple. Just stuff two cotton balls into your nose.

Just so happened that Ye Chunqiu brought two balls.

Zhu He was shocked. He never expected that Ye Chunqiu would know this secret that almost no one knew clearly.

He gasped and his eyes were full of evil.

Ye Chunqiu shook his head and sighed, "Originally... I didn't want to fight with you because... you are not qualified, but you are in a state of irritation with the golden yellow and insisted on killing me. As early as the first time I visited you, I was determined to compete with you. Do you know why I repeatedly asked for peace?"

Ye Chunqiu said this, even he couldn't help laughing: "It's for the odds. Since everyone is optimistic about the Sword King, then I might as well let more people know the power of your Sword King, so that everyone thinks that your Sword King will win. So I have been meeting you many times in front of your mansion. Do you really think... I'm trying to ask for peace? You are wrong. You think you are a mantis stalking a cicada, but you don't know that I am not a cicada, but that sparrow."

"I am a scholar and I have given you a chance. If you can stop when you see it, all this will not happen today. I am too lazy to care about your secrets and your means of seeking fame. What does the things in the world have to do with me? But you have to seek death, then..." A cold look flashed through Ye Chunqiu's eyes: "Then I must tell you the young master Jiao behind you, Ye Chunqiu is not something that anyone can bully."

Zhu He was anxious and stood up stumbled and bent down to pick up his sword. In front of this young man, all his secrets no longer existed. He was full of shame and anger and said with a grim voice: "Go to die."

Yes, go and die. As long as you die, all the secrets can continue to be covered up.

As long as you die, you can be appreciated by the Jiao family.

As long as you die, you can eliminate the hatred in his heart.

Zhu He raised his sword and had not stabbed it yet.

Ye Chunqiu shook his head. This man's swordsmanship is not very good. Although he has some skills and can be considered a good player, he is still far from a real master.

Ye Chunqiu did not draw his sword, he just raised his hand lightly.

Bang...

Another slap, the slap was even harder and faster, like lightning, and directly beat Zhu He to fly away.

Bang... Zhu He's sword was released from his hand again and he fell to the ground.

Another palm.

All the spectators were still in shock, and no one expected that the Sword King would be so vulnerable in front of Ye Chunqiu.

He didn't even pull out the sword.

Just a slap.

Zhu Houzhao's mouth had not closed yet, and his body was so excited that he couldn't help but tremble. The King of Swords... just lay down like this...

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Chapter completed!