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Chapter 2093 Just a meal! (I just found out that I have no talent for industrial design(2/2)

The Murasame in her hand began to tremble, and the breath of death gradually emerged.

fifteenth………………

However, what no one expected was that just before Chi Tong's fifteenth sword was about to be struck, Thearesia seemed to notice something. She suddenly jumped back and jumped away, then without looking back,

He turned around and left the arena, disappearing into the dark passage.

"………………"

Seeing this scene, Chitong was also dumbfounded.

"is that a lie!"

Ma Yin was stunned, looking at the dark passage in the distance. It was Thearesia's performance that was too decisive. She ran away without any hesitation, and she didn't have the demeanor of a sword master at all. She disappeared without saying a word...



"It's no wonder he is the previous sword master."

Compared to the astonishment of Chitong, Ma Yin and others, Fang Zheng nodded. The name of the previous sword master was indeed well-deserved. Even if it was the first sword move he saw, he could intuitively feel the danger and choose to escape. Although

Theresia's method is a bit embarrassing, but it does work.

After all, no matter how awesome the Thirteen Deadly Swords are, they are still sword moves. Sword moves have an attack range, and even if you die within the attack range, as long as you leave the attack range, then the powerful sword move will be useless.

At this time, Chi Tong had already sheathed her sword, with a pale face. She should be lucky that the opponent ran early and hadn't released the fifteenth sword yet. What if Thearesia had to withdraw when Chi Tong released the fifteenth sword?

If he retreats, then Chitong might be like Yan Shisan and need to commit suicide by swinging his sword at him.

But now...just let her be.

Fang Zheng glanced at it, then looked away.
Chapter completed!
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