"Bet? Then let's begin. Stop dragging your feet!"
Lu Tao forcibly suppressed his anger.
"Fine, then let's begin!" Nie Yun smiled faintly. "I only hope that when you lose, you won't start making excuses and refuse to admit it!"
"Don't worry. If your swordsmanship is better than ours, we'll accept defeat willingly and never go back on our word!"
Seeing him keep stalling and evading, Lu Tao felt that he was feeling guilty and shouted.
"That's right. Every man of Sword Spirit Valley is a man of his word, unlike you people from the Divine Realm, who only know how to launch sneak attacks in the shadows—despicable and shameless!"
"To tell the truth, I think if anyone loses and refuses to admit it, it'll be you... We of Sword Spirit Valley are all heroes and gallant men. We would never do such a thing!"
Lu Zichao and the others also snorted one after another.
"As long as you won't go back on your word, that's good. Nie Tong, will you do it, or shall I?" This was exactly what Nie Yun had been waiting for. After hearing them, he smiled and looked at his younger brother.
"To deal with them, there's no need for Brother to make a move. I'll do it!"
The brothers' minds were in perfect harmony, and Nie Tong knew what his brother was thinking. With a turn of his wrist, a longsword appeared in his palm. He took several steps to the Trial Sword Stone in front of the restaurant.
Standing before the Trial Sword Stone, Nie Tong did not pause for long. He closed his eyes, then suddenly opened them after three breaths. With a flick of his sword, he struck into the air.
Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle, sizzle!
Countless streams of sword qi shot forth