Qin Yu glanced at the sword, then at Yin You, and suddenly threw Jiaojiao out.
With a nimble backflip, Jiaojiao landed gracefully, annoyed: "What are you doing?!"
"Since it's a fair duel, a sword is enough, get out of the way."
"..."
Jiaojiao was doubtful, could Qin Yu really defeat Lan Jian like this? Was it a joke?
However, Jiaojiao was obedient and quickly withdrew, running over to Yin You to eat snacks.
As she tore open the bag of potato chips, with a crackling sound, Lan Jian narrowed his eyes, flicked his fingers, and the sword scabbard flew out, heading straight for Qin Yu's brow.
At that moment, Qin Yu's left hand opened his windbreaker, and it slipped off, fluttering in mid-air before it hit the ground.
The sword scabbard approached her quickly.
Qin Yu pulled out the sword, and as the blade scraped the ground, it left a sharp mark.
What an amazing sword! Its sharpness was even more impressive than the watery Gan Jiang!
