Female President's Bodyguard

"Wow, brother Lu Ming is so handsome and domineering! If Duo'er wants to marry you, it doesn't matter if he is a concubine."

"Haha, the one with the surname Xu depends on how long he is rampant. It seems that Lu Ming won't let him go until he is abolished!"

"Little Sword God Lu Ming is one of the strongest in the potential list. How can someone surnamed Xu compare with him?"

On the high platform, Song Wuji spoke.

"Since Lu Ming wants to compete as soon as possible, we can make an exception and let the two of you compete first."

It seems that these elders want Lu Ming to clean himself up earlier.

Xu Qing thought so in his heart, but clapped his hands.

"Tsk tsk, an educated person is an educated person. He reads a lot and speaks as nicely as an actor who sings."

"My weapon is not as powerful as yours, but it's just not as good as a beast for slaughtering pigs and dogs!"

"Since you want to be a beast so much, then I will help you!"

With a flash of cold light in Xu Qing's hands, two more than one foot long swords with gold handles and silver blades appeared.

On the blade, a black dragon with ferocious minions was engraved, adding an invisible murderous aura to the whole knife.

This is the Skywalking Blade that has accompanied Xu Qing in battle for many years.

Holding the Skywalking Blade in both hands, Xu Qing stepped onto the ring.

"Dare to scold elder brother Lu Ming, court death!"

"Brother Lu Ming, you must fix this guy well and vent your anger!"

"The one surnamed Xu won't die if he doesn't die!"

Xu Qing's words before entering the ring angered countless people.

On the ring, the little sword god Lu Ming also had hatred on his face.

How dare you insult yourself as a singer, insult yourself as a beast!

Even if Brother Chen hadn't said anything, he would have killed the guy in front of him.

"Look at the sword!"

With a wave of the sword in the hand of the little sword god Lu Ming, he stabbed towards Xu Qing.

This sword has a tricky angle, and other opponents will feel desperate and unable to dodge at all.

"So cheap, so cheap."

"But your sword has too many flaws!"

With a clang, the Tianxing Blade in Xu Qing's left hand flicked out the sword of the little sword god Lu Ming.

With a snort, his Shengxue white clothes were cut by the Tianxing Blade in Xu Qing's right hand, and a trail of blood seeped out.

If he hadn't been able to dodge fairly quickly, the knife might have endangered his life.

Under the arena, there was a sound of gasping for air.

Who would have thought that Lu Ming, the strongest little sword god in Group A, would suffer a loss in just one confrontation.

A solemn look flashed in the eyes of the little sword god Lu Ming, and he pulled out the dagger behind his back.

"Hundred-step flying sword!"

With a whoosh, the short sword attacked Xu Qing.

But when the dagger was about to stab Xu Qing's throat, Xu Qing stretched out two fingers and caught the dagger.

"Did you buy a fake? The quality of this thing is not good."

As soon as Xu Qing pressed his fingers hard, his sword snapped.

"Don't be too happy, the next sword depends on how you resist it!"

The little sword god Lu Ming took a deep breath, and suddenly he started to move, his speed getting faster and faster, and there seemed to be countless figures of him holding swords around him.

"Damn it, this move is too powerful, I can't even see where he is in real life!"

"This is the ultimate skill of the Little Sword God, Ten Thousand Shadows Returning to the Sect Sword Art, the enemies who die in his hands can pile up into a small slope!"

Amidst the discussion among the crowd, Lu Ming, the little sword god, shouted loudly: "Myriad shadows return to the sect, die for me!"

At this moment, his stunt was brought to the extreme, like dozens of Lu Ming stabbing Xu Qing with their swords.

"Hmph, interesting!"

Xu Qing didn't have so many tricks, he just held the Skywalking Blade in both hands and rushed forward.

Clang, clang, clang...

Everyone felt a blur before their eyes, and heard a lot of metal collision sounds, and then Xu Qing and dozens of Lu Ming passed by.

Dozens of Lu Ming gradually joined together, and Lu Ming's real body appeared. He maintained the movement of holding the sword, and his back was facing each other just like Xu Qing.

One second, two seconds, three seconds.

Three seconds later, Xu Qing suddenly swayed, and the knees of both legs bent down.

This guy was about to fall, and it was indeed the little sword god Lu Ming who won.

Judging by his posture, he must have been severely injured.

Many people showed joy on their faces.

But in an instant, the joy on their faces froze.

"Why are the shoelaces a little loose?"

Xu Qing bent down and tied his shoelaces.

Click, click, click!

Then look at the sword in the hand of the little sword god Lu Ming broke into three pieces.

Puff puff puff puff, blood mist exploded from his legs and limbs at the same time, his body wobbled and fell down.

"you you……"

The little sword god Lu Ming raised his head and wanted to say something, but he couldn't hold on before he finished speaking, and passed out.

The idea that the little sword god Lu Ming was abolished floated in everyone's minds.

The audience was silent for a while, and no one said a word!

Including those fans who like Lu Ming, they all covered their mouths with disbelief.

Suddenly, Xu Qing pointed the Skywalking Blade in his hand at Chen Qing who was under the ring, and announced on the spot.

"Master Xu is just my pseudonym, my real name is Xu Shaqing!"

"Chen Qing, wash my neck and wait. The final will be the day you die!"

Chen Qing's face became gloomy, and there was a sinister look in his eyes.

"You dare to hurt my brother Lu Ming, and you dare to provoke me."

"Then you just wait for death without a place to bury you!"

……

Soon, the semi-finals ended, and the five players who participated in the finals were selected from the ring.

Except for Xu Shaqing, whose pseudonym was Xu Qing, who replaced Lu Ming from Group A, the other four were the four on the potential list, Chen Qing and the disciples of the three sects.

Before the start of the final, Xu Qing came to the betting place of the organizer.

"Xu, Master Xu, no no, Xu Shaqing, what are you doing here!"

The organizer, who was happily counting the money, was startled when he saw Xu Qing coming.

Seeing himself was like seeing a fierce god, Xu Qing was not curious and said: "I can't make a bet, sir."

"I bet on myself, bet on me to win the leader!"

"What, you want to bet on yourself?"

"Why, no?"

"Okay, no, no problem."

"Then bet [-] million."

Xu Qing called Yin Zhou and asked him to transfer [-] million online.

After betting, Xu Qing asked him: "Is your bet fair?"

"Of course it's fair. There is a third-party platform to do justice. As long as you win the leader, the money you win will be credited to your account immediately."

This person said so in his mouth, but he secretly despised him in his heart.

You can win, dream it.

Soon, the finals officially kicked off.

In the first match, Master Xu from Suzhou Province faced Xu Qianer, a little fairy from Yunv Mountain.

The little fairy Xu Qian'er in a pink Hanfu stepped onto the ring, and she looked up and down at Xu Qing with her big curious eyes.

"Xu Shaqing, you're too ruthless, I'm so scared."

"How about you let this girl?"

As she said that, Xu Qianer blinked her big watery eyes, and then fired at Xu Qing.

"No."

Xu Qing shook his head unceremoniously.

"Hmph, can't you give way to a man as a woman?

Cheapskate, drink cold water! "

Xu Qian'er stomped her feet angrily.

But Xu Qing smiled.

"If it's a beautiful woman, it doesn't matter if I let it go."

"But... your appearance is too low!"

To others Xu Qianer is considered a beauty, but to Xu Qing she is just an inconspicuous little wild flower.

"You, you are courting death!"

A livid color appeared on Xu Qian'er's pretty face.

She is regarded as one of the great beauties in the martial arts world by disciples of many sects, and the men who chase her can be sent all the way to the foot of Yunv Mountain.

How dare Xu Qing say that she has low looks? ?
With a snap, a whip appeared in her hand, and she slammed it towards Xu Qing.