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Seeing Sword Demon Master standing before me, my heart could not help but heave like storm-tossed waves. Back when I practiced the sword, I had crossed blades with Sword Demon Master, but I had lost after only a few moves. The key point was that Master had still been using a wooden sword then. If I had to face the Zhu Xian Black Sword in his hand now, wouldn't he hack me to death?
"Master, you really won't move?" I swallowed hard. Seeing Sword Demon Master actually draw his sword, the fighting spirit in my heart instead faded considerably. It was an instinctive fear born from countless defeats at his hands!
"Heh heh, you think Master's method is wrong, so bring out your own method! You want me to move? Do you think everything will be yours just because you want it?" Sword Demon Master held his long sword level, looking as though he was saying: If you won't attack, then I'll attack you!
I looked at the bloodthirsty glint of scarlet in his eyes and felt somewhat apprehensive as well. Yet just then, a scream rang out from Senior Brother's direction in the black clouds, making my whole body jolt again. I shouted angrily, "Master! What are we supposed to do if something happens to Senior Brother?"
"Then let something happen to him! If something happens now, the Battle of the Nine Provinces might still go a little farther! Otherwise, even if nothing happens now, it will happen sooner or later—it's only a matter of time! In the end, all that awaits him is a dead end!" Sword Demon Master laughed coldly.
"Master! You've gone mad!" I roared. I had seen Sword Demon Master's way of teaching his disciples before. It was like a lion pushing its cubs