On the battlefield, the showdown between two sword cultivators is about to begin.

Mu Qingge stood with a sword wrapped in cloth, staring at his opponent quietly, his eyes shining coldly and his face was free from turmoil.

Opposite, Mu Xiao was also carrying a sword behind him, staring at the black-haired boy in front of him, with his complex and inexplicable eyes showing a little bit of heat.

This battle came a bit suddenly, completely beyond everyone's expectations, and actually did not meet the regulations of the Xin Zhan, because this should have been the time for free to discuss between Meng Kuang and Jian Kuang in the later period.

In a corner outside the field, Mu Jian had a gloomy face and did not come forward to stop him. Instead, he stood quietly with his arms in his arms. As the teacher of Jian Gu, although he was watching coldly at this moment, his thoughts were very complicated.

Since Mu Qingge entered the Sword Valley, during his daily battle training, Mu Jian has always deliberately separated this foreign boy from Mu Xiao and prevented the two from having a chance to fight, because he saw a hint of worry in the latter's eyes.

However, Mu Jian knew very well that if this continued, Mu Xiao's negative emotions would continue to expand! One day, he would burst out because he couldn't help but feel excited, and the consequences would become more serious, and that was not what he wanted to see.

Mu Xiao needs to use a specific battle to vent his inner darkness.

So, Mu Jian finally made up his mind and stood outside the field and let the two fight in the last game. If Mu Xiao really couldn't suppress the murderous intent in his heart during the battle, he would take action again.

Mu Xiao launched the attack, and his body suddenly rushed forward, as fast as a gaze of the wind!

A distance of ten feet is only a few breaths for the sword maniac.

Mu Qingge's eyes shrank slightly, and his body suddenly turned his fingers to form a sword, and quickly turned his fingers toward Mu Xiao's chest that was coming towards him.

Mu Xiao's speed did not diminish. A fierce light flashed in his eyes. He raised his palm and slashed towards Mu Qingge's wrist.

Reading the opponent's determination, Mu Qingge was unintentionally snatched his head, suddenly pulled his hand, turned around in time to avoid it, and made a full defense in the moment, temporarily relaxing his offensive mind.

Seeing Mu Qingge retreating to the guard, Mu Xiao suddenly stopped moving, twisted his body and raised his legs quickly, kicked his left rib with a slant. The whole movement was as smooth as flowing water, without any slowness.

Although both of them were sword mad, Mu Qingge had just entered this realm not long ago, but Mu Xiao had entered the realm of sword mad for four years. Although the gap in strength between the two sides was not obvious, it actually existed.

Since he avoided taking the defensive stance, Mu Qingge began to fall at a disadvantage everywhere. He was completely suppressed by Mu Xiao's fast and fierce attack, and could only passively greet or dodge, constantly moving, and there was no room for change for the moment.

Mu Xiaoxin was full of jealousy and looked hateful! The attack was almost crazy, without any stop. His fingers were like swords and were frequently fast, and his moves were as fast as lightning!

The battle was extremely fierce! The two men in the field used their own swords, their figures kept interlacing, and the battle group was moving quickly. The moves of both sides were almost dazzling.

This is a gripping competition, and the outcome of the close battle is often decided in an instant!

The Wooden Clan children who were onlookers on the field stared at the figures in the field, no one spoke, and the expressions on their faces became tense as the battle situation was happening.

Although Mu Qingge was suppressed, his face was very calm and his hands and feet were not panicked.

In just half a moment, the two sides had fought for hundreds of rounds, and the winner had not yet been decided.

Suddenly, at the moment when both sides intertwine, Mu Qingge turned around and moved behind Mu Xiao like a ghost, put his fingers into a sword, and stabbed him in the back.

An undetectable smile appeared on the corner of Mu Xiao's mouth, and his head did not turn back. He quickly raised his knees and leaned forward with his upper body, while kicking his right leg straight toward the back.

At the speed of lightning, Mu Qingge could not dodge. Before his sword finger touched the opponent's body, he was kicked between his chest and abdomen, and his body suddenly flew off the ground.

Mu Xiao succeeded in his attack without any stuttering. He quickly turned around and jumped up, his figure was like a straight sword, chasing him up.

Mu Qingge flew backwards in the air. Before he could land, he saw Mu Xiao flying over and shooting towards him. His green eyebrows couldn't help but frown, and he hurriedly pursed his fingers, and in a hurry, condensed the sword energy at his fingertips.

Just as he stepped on the ground with his feet, Mu Xiao rushed over and the two of them instantly met.

Mu Qingge swung his fingers, and in an instant, a white light of air shot out from his fingertips.

Mu Xiao raised a smile on his lips, suddenly raised his left arm, and took the sword energy, but at the same time he poked out his right fingers and suddenly stabbed forward.

Mu Qingge realized something was wrong, and his face suddenly changed, and he was eager to condense a layer of sword energy on his chest.

However, as soon as the layer of sword energy film appeared, a white light flashed at Mu Xiao’s fingertips.

The sword energy broke through the membrane instantly, and the sword finger followed closely behind, and quickly inserted into Mu Qingge's chest like lightning!

Just after his fingers penetrated into his opponent's body, Mu Xiao actually closed his fingers into a palm, and used a strong force to press it heavily on Mu Qingge's chest, which had been injured.

Mu Qingge let out a muffled groan, and several bright red petals sprinkled on his chest, and his body floated back like fallen leaves, falling toward the battlefield.

In an instant, Bian Yao, who was watching the game outside the court, suddenly shrank and his body rushed out at a rapid speed.

"Hey, can't you die?" Bian Yao stood beside Mu Qingge with one leg, and asked anxiously when he saw his chest dyed red.

"Just!" Mu Qingge stared at him, then suddenly coughed lightly, and then turned over and sat up. Unexpectedly, he frowned and covered his hand on the bleeding wound on his chest, showing pain in his eyes.

At this moment, a green shadow flashed behind Mu Qingge, shouting and said, "If you are injured, don't move around, lie down for me!" Before he finished speaking, he saw a pair of jade palms falling on his left and right shoulders, and he actually pressed him to the ground.

As soon as he sat up, he was pressed back mercilessly. Mu Qingge's face turned cold and he looked up angrily. He saw a girl's face, with a beautiful face and a gentle expression.

In an instant, Mu Qingge's eyes stagnated, and then he turned his face awkwardly, his pale face suddenly turned red, and his anger also disappeared without a trace.

"Hey, be gentle!" Bian Yao shouted hurriedly, his tone showing serious dissatisfaction. When he saw the girl's face clearly, he was slightly stunned.

The girl was Mu Wanyan from the Mu family. She was usually in the Baihua Valley. There were very few people in the valley who knew her specific identity. Most people only knew that she had a high status in the Mu family!

Mu Wanyan's eyes were burning, as if he had not heard Bian Yao's words at all. First, he bent over and dunked Mu Qingge's upper body several acupoints to stop the bleeding from the wound. Then he placed a palm light on the wound on his chest, outputting a faint green light, and focused on healing his wounds.

Seeing this, Bian Yao shut up and did not bother her, but when he accidentally lowered his head, he found Mu Qingge's face turned red, and he couldn't help but ask with concern: "Why are your face so red?"

"It's okay." Mu Qingge looked embarrassed and hurriedly uttered two words, his face fainted and redder.

Although Bian Yao felt a little confused, he didn't have the time to think about it and just waited quietly.

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When Mu Xiao slapped the last palm, he knew that he had won. He did not look down on Mu Qingge who had left the field, but instead raised himself out of the battlefield, with a smile clearly flowing out of his eyes.

The onlookers of the Mu clan, even all the teachers, showed a hint of surprise in their eyes! They were surprised that it was not Mu Xiao who defeated the foreign boy, but the actions made by another foreign boy just now.

An unexpected duel beyond the regulations ended with Mu Qingge's injury and defeat.

At this time, a teacher stood up and announced that the battle of the New Year ended and everyone could leave.

Those late-stage Meng Kuangs, several sword Kuangs, as well as Mu Chen, Mu Wuji and other unscathed people left Xigu first.

As for the early injuries, after the treatment of the girls from Baihua Valley, no matter how serious the injuries were, they were able to stand up and move without any hindrance.

A group of people stood up from the ground one after another, walked slowly, talking in a low voice all the way, walking out of the West Valley one after another with pain.

Mu Xiyou also climbed up from the grass. The broken bones had been cured, but the pain had not completely receded. Every time he moved, he grinned. He looked at the direction where Bian Yao was, with a strange expression. Suddenly he sighed and followed the crowd and left Xigu.

The girls from Baihua Valley were originally gathered together and wanted to wait for Mu Wanyan to return to the valley together, but because of Mu Lingxiang's words, they left first.

Not long after, in addition to the teaching, there were Bian Yao, Mu Qingge and Mu Wanyan.

Mu Jian looked calm and left Xigu in silence. Other teachers greeted the head Mu Qiyuan and returned to Qingyin Valley one after another.

Mu Qiyuan withdrew his gaze from the three people not far away, his eyebrows slightly raised, as if he was thinking about something.

The old teacher Mu Su came to him and said with a strange expression: "I really didn't expect that these two people would know each other. It seems that the relationship is not ordinary."

Mu Qiyuan couldn't help but smile, shook his head and sighed: "It's really surprising. This matter can be big or small. After verification, you need to inform the manager."

While speaking, Mu Lingxiang walked over and said, "I just looked around. It should be that my internal organs were damaged by shock. There would be no major problems. The lady is fully capable of healing him."

Mu Qiyuan nodded and said, "Since that's the case, let's leave first."

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About half an hour later, the sky began to turn dark.

Mu Wanyan slowly opened her eyes, raised her palms, and exhaled a breath of orchid fragrance.

"How is his injury?" Bian Yao asked quickly.

"The internal organs were damaged by the vibration force, but they were fine and could be cured in a few days." Mu Wanyan turned her palms and moved her strength, and a layer of light smoke suddenly appeared on her palms. The blood stains on her palms turned into vanish in a blink of an eye.

"What's the relationship between you two?"

"Well..." Bian Yao hesitated for a moment and replied: "It's almost a relationship of mutual understanding."

Mu Wanyan smiled, gently stroked her long hair with her fingers, turned her head to look at Mu Qingge who was silent. Seeing him looking to the side, she couldn't help but smile, "Why don't you say anything, don't you plan to thank me?"

Mu Qingge still turned his head and said nothing. His face had already returned to normal, but suddenly turned red again.

Seeing this, Bian Yao smiled and woke up, but did not speak out.

Mu Wanyan smiled and said, "Go back and rest and recuperate, don't move around within three days." After that, he stood up and walked alone out of the valley.

"I'll send you back to Jian Valley and see what it looks like in Jian Valley." Bian Yao said, stretching out his hand to help Mu Qingge get up.

Mu Qingge did not refuse. He stood up and looked around casually, pretending to be casual, and quickly glanced at Mu Wanyan's back.

"I really didn't expect that you would blush," Bian Yao said suddenly with a smile.

Mu Qingge was silent for a while and spoke up and said, "I just poured my blood and blood."

Bian Yao laughed strangely and continued, "Do you blush when you see a girl, or because..."

However, before he could finish his words, Mu Qingge suddenly shook his arm and broke away from his hand, saying, "You are talking too much, go back to your Donggu, I can leave by myself."

"I won't say it, what are you anxious about?" Bian Yao said hurriedly.

Under the dim sky, the two young men walked side by side in silent voice, slowly walking out of the valley.

(ps: I am very upset recently, and I can’t adjust my passion even if I don’t have any words.)
Chapter completed!