World-Ending Demon Emperor
Chapter 152 - 152 116 You've lost tonight we'll have the wedding ceremony!

152: Chapter 116: You’ve lost, tonight we’ll have the wedding ceremony!

152: Chapter 116: You’ve lost, tonight we’ll have the wedding ceremony!

Everything truly happened too fast; the battle was over even before the sun had completely set.

From the start to the end of the battle, it had taken just enough time for a bottle of blood-red wine to be fully poured out.

Everyone was so utterly captivated by Gui Qinshao’s dazzling performance that they couldn’t extricate themselves, and then…

Suo Lun, who had not made a move until now, suddenly struck, executing an astoundingly beautiful and eye-catching sword technique in an instant.

Soon after, Gui Qinshao was defeated.

At her most glorious moment, just as she was about to sever Suo Lun’s feet, she was defeated.

Nobody could react in time; it was only when Gui Qinshao’s stunningly beautiful body fiercely crashed to the ground that everyone’s eyes flew wide open.

Gui Qinshao lost?

How, how could this be possible?

The sword technique Suo Lun used to defeat Gui Qinshao…

could it be, could it also be the Calamity Nine Swords?

Indeed, it must be, as it seemed equally astonishing, as magnificent as a meteor falling from the sky, and was executed in a manner continuous with the swordsmanship that Gui Qinshao had displayed.

But…

how could this be possible?

Up until now, it was all Gui Qinshao’s performance; Suo Lun seemingly stood there utterly dumbfounded, not counterattacking even once.

How could it be that suddenly, Suo Lun dealt a deadly blow?

Heavens, were they dreaming?

Or were their eyes deceiving them?

Once again, complete silence engulfed the area around the competition platform, and the crowd was speechless with shock.

…

And the most astonished of all was Gui Qinshao because forcibly executing the sixth move of the eighth technique of the Calamity Nine Swords had caused certain damage to her meridians.

And then, Suo Lun struck with a fatal blow.

In an instant, her sixth move of the eighth technique was destroyed, her body’s meridians were injured, and she was on the verge of bursting.

Afterward, that bastard Suo Lun’s sword tip violently flicked at the most sensitive spot on her chest with the ease of lifting something heavy with a pivot, causing great pain.

She, Gui Qinshao, a peerless beauty, was thus flung more than ten meters in the most awkward manner, falling to the ground.

With all the meridians in her body damaged and unable to fight even with the power of the dragon, hitting the hard ground was truly painful…

And that bastard’s sword tip, flicking her nipple, was definitely deliberate, absolutely not accidental.

However, what shocked Gui Qinshao at this moment, what she cared about the most, was not this.

What astonished her the most, what she couldn’t believe, was that the move Suo Lun used to defeat her was the first technique of the ninth technique of the Calamity Nine Swords.

If Suo Lun had merely exploited the flaws of her sixth move of the eighth technique to defeat her, she would have considered Suo Lun incredibly cunning and sly.

She would still admit defeat, but she would never be convinced, and she would only look down on Suo Lun even more.

Because, she would have lost to her own pride and mistakes, and to Suo Lun’s despicable behavior, not to the sword techniques.

But, Suo Lun used the first move of the ninth technique of the Calamity Nine Swords, a part that even Gui Qinshao had not mastered.

This, she had to admit, was nothing short of breathtaking, even incomparably shocking.

How, how could this be possible?

The Calamity Nine Swords were so difficult, and he had only ten days, how could he have learned the ninth technique?

As the most difficult sword technique in the world, there was no room for cheating.

To complete the first move of the ninth technique, one must have mastered all eight techniques comprehensively, otherwise the meridians and breath would not flow to the starting position of the ninth technique.

This meant that Suo Lun had, at the very least, already completed the preceding eight techniques of the Calamity Nine Swords.

How, how could this be possible?

Even a peerless genius couldn’t do this.

So, at this moment, Gui Qinshao wished she could immediately find her master, the Sword Honor, and ask what exactly happened.

“Did you use the first technique of the Calamity Nine Swords?” Gui Qinshao asked.

“What else did you think?” Suo Lun replied, and then descending from the competition platform, he came to Gui Qinshao and said, “Get up, the ground is too hard.”

It was only now that Gui Qinshao remembered this bastard had poked her nipple with his sword tip and had let her be flung dozens of meters, violently falling to the ground and becoming a laughing stock.

Bastard, scoundrel, rogue, scum!

Anger was about to burst forth from her, and then she noticed Suo Lun’s arms hanging limply, prompting her to ask, “What happened to your arms?”

“I forcefully completed the first move of the ninth technique, almost causing my meridians to burst, and now I can’t even lift my left hand,” Suo Lun replied.

“So, you’ll have to get up by yourself, I can’t carry you.”

“Go away, serves you right,” Gui Qinshao spat out fiercely.

Suo Lun bowed to all the guests present and said, “Thank you all for coming and witnessing this event, today’s competition is now over.”

Only then did all the guests snap back to reality.

Suo Lun had won, just like that?

It was so unreal, so unbelievable, like it was all a dream.

Be it the men or the women, none of them had ever imagined this outcome; they were utterly unprepared for it.

But now, everything had truly happened, and it was astoundingly unbelievable.

However, the guests soon felt a rush of excitement, their eyes shining with a strong gossipy gleam.

If Suo Lun had lost, then everything would be over for him, and he would leave from where he came, as miserable as ever.

In other words, he would be completely homeless, possessing nothing.

Gui Qinshao would also successfully break off the engagement, regaining her freedom to marry whoever she wanted to.

But now Suo Lun had won, and that made things interesting, incredibly exciting.

At this moment, Suo Lun, looking at Gui Qinshao’s obstinate yet beautiful face, said, “Now that I’ve won, do you still remember the contract we signed ten days ago?”

Gui Qinshao’s face went pale, her beautiful features instantly losing all their color.

When she had signed that contract, she had never considered the possibility of losing, not even if the sun rose in the West could she lose.

However, she actually lost.

What should she do now?

She absolutely, completely did not want to marry the bastard before her, this scum, this good-for-nothing.

From her childhood to now, she had never hated a man so much.

At this moment, she even wished she could flay his skin and eat his flesh.

Having her marry him was utterly, completely impossible.

But ten days ago, she had signed the contract, had even sworn a venomous oath.

If she were to break the contract, it would mean the extinction of the Gui Clan.

Moreover, there were at least a hundred witnesses to the signing of the contract.

Should she break it again, the reputation of the Gui Clan would be utterly destroyed.

What to do?

What to do?

Gui Qinshao was completely flustered and at once completely unable to respond.

“Hahaha…”

A hearty laughter came through before the man himself appeared.

Then, Gui Xingfu, the City Lord of Linhai, strode out.

…

Throughout the entire sword-fighting event, Gui Xingfu had not shown his face, as he felt it beneath him.

Originally, Suo Lun was certain to lose.

Now, his arm tendons had even been destroyed by Ling Ao.

What suspense could there be in this duel?

And if he were present, any display would be inappropriate, whether he stood on his daughter’s side or Suo Lun’s?

Thus, after Princess Zhining and Ling Ao left Linhai City, he began to ponder in his study.

Indeed, the duel had not yet started, Suo Lun had not yet appeared, and Zhining had already left.

Because she had received urgent news, she had to return to the royal city.

Princess Zhuyan had officially started her role at the Zhen Du Divine Dragon Temple, and His Majesty the King held a grand banquet, which all royal members had to attend.

So, even though Zhining very much wanted to see Suo Lun with his legs chopped off, she had to rush back to the royal city as fast as possible.

And as a member of the royal family, Zhi You had gone to the royal city several days earlier.

When Gui Qinshao and Suo Lun were dueling, Gui Xingfu was in deep thought in his study, contemplating information he had previously overlooked.

About the duel at the other location, he didn’t care at all because there wouldn’t be any surprises.

Therefore, when his confidant came outside his study and said, “City Lord, the duel is over, Suo Lun won,”

the moment he heard these words, he was completely stunned and even narrowed his eyes, rubbing his ears vigorously.

Was this an auditory hallucination?

Then, his confidant outside repeated: “City Lord, the duel is over, Suo Lun won, the young lady lost!”

At that moment, Gui Xingfu was completely dumbfounded as he sat in his chair.

How could this be possible?

Not to mention his daughter Gui Qinshao had been practicing the Calamity Nine Swords for ten years, and Suo Lun…

was completely weak.

The key point was, Suo Lun’s arm tendons had been destroyed by Ling Ao, so how could he still duel?

How on earth did he win?

Inside, Gui Xingfu was trembling with shock, filled with absolute disbelief.

But after all, he was Gui Xingfu.

He immediately calmed himself down and adjusted all his emotions before heading outside.

“This little bastard, this little thief, actually won.

Now I have no choice but to be extorted by him.”

His heart was gnashing teeth with hatred, yet he was brewing a smile on his face.

Then, before Gui Xingfu appeared before everyone, he let out an extremely hearty laugh.

…

Reappearing before everyone, Gui Xingfu embraced Suo Lun and said, “My dear nephew, you really enjoy playing the pig to catch the tiger, don’t you?”

At that time, Gui Qinshao’s meridians gradually recovered, and with a devil-like agility, she lightly bounced up from the ground, stood up, cast a hateful glance at Suo Lun, and then turned to leave.

Her father had arrived, so she would leave the next problem for him to deal with.

Anyway, she absolutely, absolutely would not marry Suo Lun; she had no intention of marrying this shameless bastard.

Gui Qinshao then addressed all the guests: “Everyone, please return to your rooms to rest and prepare for tonight’s feast.

No one leaves until we are all drunk.”

Then, he put his arm around Suo Lun’s shoulder and headed toward the inside saying, “Come, come, come, my dear nephew, let us have a good heart-to-heart.”

After bringing Suo Lun into the study, all the smiles disappeared from Gui Qinshao’s face, replaced by coldness, iciness.

He no longer needed to act; facing Suo Lun, the fox, no disguise was necessary.

“Suo Lun, you’ve succeeded,” Gui Xingfu said coldly.

“Tell me, what do you want?

Under what condition will you agree to annul the marriage?”

Suo Lun shook his head: “No, I have no conditions.

I just want you to fulfill the marriage contract, the sooner, the better.

It would be best if we could get married tonight, right away.”

Upon hearing this, Gui Xingfu’s expression changed dramatically, and he said coldly, “Suo Lun, don’t try to extort us any further.”

Suo Lun resolutely repeated, “I’ll say it again.

You lose what you wager.

Either kill me or prepare to get married.”

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