I slowly looked up and looked at the girl with a clear face. The once indifferent face was so cold now, with no trace of warmth in my eyes. At this moment, such a frustrated self was like a joke in her eyes.

I looked up and turned to the referee, waiting for him to make a judgment. However, the verdict was delayed and the result was announced. My eyes darkened, and the tip of the knife was sent forward a few more points. The blade had been pressed against Ito Mie's delicate skin, and with a slight force, it could be cut.

The referee pursed his lips and looked in the direction of the Ito family. Ito Masahiro still looked indifferent, as if the person who was held on his neck was not his daughter. And Ito Renshumaru, who had always disliked Ito Miei, had a dark face.

Ito Kumiko rarely hung her panic on her face. Her eyes were fixed on the sharp tip of the knife. The point where the sword tip pointed tightly was her only daughter's neck.

The cold tip of the knife was pressed against the skin, and Mie Ito finally shuddered and finally felt how close death was. The skin on the tip of the knife was shocked by goose bumps and hairs stood up. At this moment, she was breathing carefully, so her attention was all focused on the small piece of skin, so that she could even clearly feel the sharpness of the blade, the coldness of the metal, and the pulsation of the famous knife called Cong Yun...

The atmosphere was tense and almost suffocated. Finally, Ito Renshumaru sighed in his heart. Murong's meaning was very obvious. As long as he wins and loses, he doesn't have his life. Although defeat will be a shame to the Ito family, Ito Miei is her granddaughter after all, and she is still young. Besides, the outcome is decided now, why do you need to waste your granddaughter's life?

He nodded helplessly to the referee, then relaxed his body, closed his eyes and listened to the referee's report of the result.

"I announce that the competition is over, the winner is..."

As soon as the referee's voice sounded, a smile appeared on the corner of my mouth. It was finally over. It was a long time since I didn't feel relieved. I put my sword in, turned around, and the end of my hair drew a light curve when I turned my head.

Mie Ito was stunned. Is it over? This duel has her life! No, it must not be over like this. She should not be a loser, and should not marry the young master of the Gucun family. The person she wants to marry is Yukimura, but only Yukimura! She raised her head viciously and glared at the person who turned around in a cool way in front of her.

It’s all because of her, why can she turn so freely, but Mie Ito wants to be the laughing stock of everyone. The one who deserves to be defeated is her Murong Ziyun, and the one who deserves to be damned is her Murong Ziyun!

“…The winner is Murong…”

Just as the referee was about to say the last two words, Mie Ito, who was sitting there as if she had lost her soul, suddenly rushed up and stabbed Murong who was turning around and was about to leave.

I felt a murderous aura coming from behind me, and I immediately turned around, but there was still a pain in my waist and I was stabbed by a knife. I quickly stretched out my fingers and pinched the blade to stop the sword peak's advance, raised my foot and kicked it directly onto Mie Ito's lower abdomen.

Ito Mie was kicked so hard that she flew to the edge of the ring, lying on the stage, twitching all over, so painful that she couldn't even make a sound. The knife in her hand also took off.

I was angry and rushed to my forehead. The winner was decided, and I should have stopped, but Mie Ito ignored the rules and morality and wanted to take my life. How could I tolerate this tone?

He walked forward a few steps, and in the blink of an eye he arrived at Mie Ito, raised his hand and slashed downward. The blade pointed directly at Mie Ito Ito's neck.

"Stop!" Ito Masahiro finally couldn't sit still, stood up and stopped loudly.

My subordinates paused, but still cut it down without hesitation. However, it was not the head of Ito Mie's head, but her hair. The backhand cut the ghost cut out, which was still pressing against my waist. He turned his right wrist and cut off a piece of sleeve, truncated the ghost onto the bloody sleeve, inserted it in front of Ito Mie's head, turned around and said loudly in the direction of Ito's family: "I, Murong Ziyun, from now on, will cut off the robe with Ito's family, and will cut off all relations. From today on, Murong Ziyun and Ito's family, return to the bridge, return to the road, no matter whether they open Najib, marriage, life and death are not tolerated! Take blood as a vow!" As he said that, he raised his hands covered in my blood and looked at Ito Renshumaru. From beginning to end, I only had firmness in my eyes.

Then, I turned to Masahiro Ito again, pointing at Mie Ito under my feet and said, "Masahiro Ito, I have paid back what I owe you! You owe my mother, you don't have to pay it back, because you can't afford it!"

These resounding words were for the two of the Ito family to hear, but they also crashed into everyone present. Seeing the back of the person who walked firmly, everyone understood that this time, the Ito family could no longer pay attention to Murong Ziyun, and the girl no longer had to bear the title of the Ito family's abandoned daughter. Although the bloodline is still an unchangeable fact, the girl even paid back half of the life given by her father in this form. Then she really owe nothing, and she was completely unwilling to accept it!

Repaying life for life is enough to make everyone respect it, and it is so fair that no one can find a reason to object.

After Murong stepped down, Jun Xing still followed behind him in a regular manner, but the moment he turned around, he glared fiercely on the stage and couldn't move. Ito Mie's eyes were trembling even if Ito Mie didn't see it.

Ito Renshumaru looked at Murong step by step and walked out of the door step by step, then gasped when he turned to look at the stage. A dart was inserted in the center of the ring, which was originally empty. From the direction and angle of the dart, it was exactly what Miei stung Murong with a knife. If Murong kicked it a little slower, I am afraid that Miei would not only not be able to kill Murong, but would also be penetrated by the dart. In this way, Murong had let Miei go twice.

Ito Renshumaru sighed dejectedly: Forget it, such an excellent child is not something the Ito family can afford. I am afraid it will be a certain number in the dark!

As soon as he walked out of the door, Jun Xing stepped forward to support me and asked in a low voice: "Miss, how are you?"

I raised my hand and pointed the acupoints on my waist to stop the bleeding. Although the knife just now was not deep, only hurting the flesh and blood and not hurting the internal organs, the blood was flowing. In order to show off my strength, I didn't click the acupoints to stop the bleeding. Now a lot of blood has flowed, so I have to bandage it.

Fortunately, the duel was Sanada Dojo. This is also because Sanada Dojo is one of the best major dojos and is connected to Kawami, which is just right for these people who come to witness it. After leaving the dojo, I led Junxing to the locker room where I usually train. Because I am a female disciple, Old Master Sanada separated me a small room. He asked Sanada's mother for some bleeding bandages, so he went to the locker room to ask Junxing to tie me up. Sanada's mother was so scared that her face turned pale when she saw my blood all over, and quickly took a large bundle of bandages.

At the end of the competition, the teenagers who were originally watching the game with their parents took the opportunity to sneak out. When they heard that Murong was injured, they went to the locker room in blood. A group of people rushed over without any rushing.

The door was pulled open with a "swish" sound, and Jun Xing and I raised our heads at the same time. This small personal dressing room was not big, with only one wardrobe and a wooden stool inside, which could barely accommodate two people. At this moment, a group of men were crowding in the door and looking in. Jun Xing, who was pressing my wound with bandages to wrap around my waist, turned dark immediately. Fortunately, the group of people responded very quickly, and they apologized and retreated.

Jun Xing wrapped his bandages, walked out of the locker room, glanced at the boys who were standing around outside, and snorted quietly, which made the boys feel a little more embarrassed.

After I changed my bloody clothes, I saw those people rushing over in a hurry looking at the sky and earth and looking at the toes, and couldn't help but smile and said, "What's wrong with you?"

Jun Xing stood beside me and hummed again.

Kikumaru heard this and jumped to me angrily, complaining: "Murong, how could you ask this person to tie a bandage to you? He is obviously a man, how could you let him see your body?"

As soon as these words were said, everyone's eyes were focused on Jun Xing. But Jun Xing was still standing behind me in a regular manner, without even a trace of change in expression.

"Who will tie him up if he doesn't let him tie him up? He is here to take care of me!" I looked at the angry Kumamaru with some amusement. Isn't it natural to ask the guards to tie a bandage?

"Then... didn't he see them all?" Kikumaru blushed and stared at Jun Xing tightly.

"What did you see?" I realized what he was referring to after asking, and explained with a lot of laughter and cry: "Girls practice kendo, and for the sake of convenience of movement, they will wrap their chests up. Didn't you see it when you opened the door just now?"

When Kikumaru heard this, he felt embarrassed and muttered softly to his fingers: "Just...I didn't dare to look..."

"Puff...hiss..." I blew and shook the wound that had just been bandaged. I immediately gasped in the air conditioner.

Jun Xing quickly stepped forward to support me and said, "Miss, I will help you back and rest first!"
Chapter completed!