"Huh? You're surrendering?" Jian Lan said with considerable disappointment upon hearing Xue Qinghe's words of surrender. "Why surrender? No way! Surrendering isn't a good thing. Hold on a little longer, okay? Just one more time!"
Xue Qinghe felt like crying but had no tears left. What did it mean to hold on a little longer? Did it mean I could only surrender after you slashed me? That wasn't how it worked!
"No, no, I surrender! I won't wait a second longer!" Xue Qinghe said. "I think I've done a good job. There's no need to insist anymore! Hey, did you hear me? I surrender! I surrender!"
Despite Xue Qinghe's insistence, Jian Lan could only regretfully sheath her sword. After Immortal Slayer was returned to its sheath, the six giant swords that stood between heaven and earth vanished without a trace, and Xue Qinghe, who had been pierced by the giant sword, fell to the ground.
It was clear that Jian Lan still really wanted to achieve the "dragon slaying" feat, staring intently at Xue Qinghe's neck, which frightened Xue Qinghe so much that he scrambled back to his side of the spectator area.
Looking at Xue Qinghe, Qian Xunji wished he could kick him down and make him take a few more hits! This shameful bastard, he'd never seen anyone so afraid of death, actually surrendering on his own initiative!
" Xue Qinghe! You useless bastard, you actually surrendered and came back like that! How dare you!" Qian Xunji said with exasperation, "Get out of here! I don't want to see you!"
Xue Qinghe knew he was in the wrong. After all, he had already lost face enough down there, and he wasn't afraid of losing face again. So he immediately hid to the side to avoid being scolded by Qian Xunji.
Qian Jiyin was in a much better mood. He didn't care how dire the situation was now, but since Xue Qinghe had lost, Gui Luo's earlier loss was understandable.
" Qian Xunji, stop scolding Xue Qinghe for now. Let's think about the upcoming matches," Qian Jiyin said. "We can't afford to lose either of the remaining two matches; we have to win them both!"
"Of course I know! You don't need to remind me!" Qian Xunji said dejectedly. Judging from the current competition, it's true that all the people from the Divine Court have lost, and he's only managed to get this far thanks to Qian Jiyin.
If this continued, he would lose all face. So Qian Xunji said, "I'll go next! No matter who goes, I won't let them win!"
On Qi Ling's side, everyone relaxed after Jian Lan returned safely. They had now won three matches and held two match points, making their situation much more optimistic.
Everyone was amazed by Jian Lan's displayed strength. Even Bibi Dong exclaimed, " The Sword God truly lives up to his Sword God! Jian Lan, your prowess has truly astonished me!"
Jian Lan laughed and said, "This is nothing. The path of swordsmanship has no end. I'm just on the path of learning."
Looking at Jian Lan, Sword Douluo Chen Xin couldn't help but smile and say, "Hmm! Lan'er, it's truly rare for you to have such awareness! Being neither arrogant nor impatient is the right attitude for progress."
Then, Chen Xin said to Qi Ling, "Alliance Leader, now that the format of our competition is clear, I have a suggestion: why don't you let me play in the next match?"
Qi Ling asked in surprise, "Oh? Senior Jian, why do you want to play in the next match?"
" Qian Xunji can no longer afford a mistake, so I suspect he'll likely take to the field himself in the next match," Chen Xin said. "And that means they'll be left without a fight in the match after that! We can win without even fighting!"
Qi Ling immediately understood that Chen Xin's method was the same as Tian Ji's horse racing strategy: using himself to lure Qian Xunji into making a move, thereby ensuring Qian Renxue's victory.
Given the current situation, they only need one win and one loss; some sacrifices are necessary for the final victory.
Although everyone knew this was the best and safest method, they still felt uneasy. Qi Ling did not answer Chen Xin immediately, but looked at Jian Lan and then at Qian Renxue. In their eyes, she saw what she wanted.
"I'm sorry, Senior Jian," Qi Ling said at this moment, "Although what you said is indeed the best way, I don't want to arrange the order of appearance this way."
"Huh? Alliance Leader, you mean..." Chen Xin asked in surprise.
"That's right. In the next match, since Qian Xunji is going to play, then naturally Qian Renxue should come instead. Some grudges need to be settled," Qi Ling said.
As soon as Qi Ling finished speaking, Qian Renxue stepped forward and said, "That's right, Senior Jian. I have a reason why I have to participate in this match, so please let me go on stage."
Chen Xin was taken aback for a moment, then laughed and said, "Haha, why do I need to agree to this? Since Qian Renxue wants to go on stage, that's perfect. With your strength, it's obviously not my turn to go on stage."
But Qi Ling then said, "No, Senior Jian, that's not how it is."
" A Xue is indeed very strong, but she doesn't have a 100% chance of winning against Qian Xunji. The reason I decided on this order of appearance is that I believe that even if A Xue doesn't defeat Qian Xunji, with you there, we will definitely win the last match!"
Apart from Qian Xunji, there were no other people on the opposing side who had broken through to the God Level, and Qi Ling had full confidence in Sword Douluo below the God Level.
Moreover, the Seven Kill Sword's brilliance should not be concealed when it is used as a pawn, but should be revealed at the most crucial moment, so as to be worthy of the style of Sword Douluo Chen Xin.
Chen Xin had not expected that Qi Ling valued him so much. Moreover, the keen intuition of a sword cultivator made him feel that Qi Ling was not just being polite, but truly meant it, which made him even more excited.
As the saying goes, a scholar will die for one who understands him. Besides Ning Fengzhi, Qi Ling is the second person who makes Chen Xin feel this way, so naturally he is very excited.
However, Qi Ling then laughed and said, "While that's true, Senior Chen Xin, I think perhaps you no longer need to participate. We'll have to witness the brilliance of the Seven Kill Sword another time."
The reason for saying this is naturally because Qi Ling has full confidence in Qian Renxue. As long as Qian Renxue wins this match, there will be no need for another match, and Chen Xin will not need to play.
Chen Xin laughed and said, "Hahaha, wouldn't it be even better if that were the case? My old bones wouldn't have to struggle anymore. Qian Renxue, you'd better keep it up!"
The others also cheered Qian Renxue on. Looking at their expectations, Qian Renxue smiled and said, "Thank you everyone! I will definitely beat Qian Xunji!"