Although the frost and daggers that have been covering this area have dissipated, the invisible oppression still made many people look solemn and look afraid.
The figures of the two women were still frozen in the air, as if they had escaped from the suction force between heaven and earth, floating here strangely and truly.
But not everything is unchanging, such as energy.
A stream of energy is slowly gathering, and the originally cool air in the air has become even colder.
Yue Mochen clearly saw that at this time, a hint of panic flashed in Ying Lingshuang's eyes. He knew that Yue Moqing's counterattack was coming.
Sure enough, at this moment, the two women in the air suddenly split. It was not that both of them retreated, but Yue Moqing suddenly fell down to the stage. Below her, a powerful spiritual power burst out instantly, like a volcano, but with the aura of frost, it exploded suddenly!
Yue Moqing's long hair, which was originally tied up, fell down at this time, like a galaxy, along the girl's slender waist, but there was no expression on her face. With a slim hand, there was a river of swords flowing in her clear eyes as if it were flowing.
Immediately afterwards, a clear sword roar also resounded between heaven and earth at this time. Everyone could see it. A dazzling sword light that was so bright that it even hurts people's eyes suddenly burst out from Yue Moqing's hand!
Amid the screams of everyone, the sword light condensed and instantly turned into a sword shadow about a hundred feet tall! And in the sword light, there was an indescribable cold, as if even the heaven and earth could freeze.
"Sword Man Feishuang?"
Bai Ling on the rostrum exclaimed in disrespect, "Has this little girl actually practiced Jian Manfeishuang?"
In addition to Yue Moqing himself, there was also Yue Mochen who had hidden his identity, including the big figures on the rostrum. All the audience did not expect that in Yue Moqing's hands, such a trump card was still retained!
Ying Lingshuang in the air was even more shocked. Her jade legs were a little bit in the void, and her figure was raised again, trying to widen the distance with Yue Moqing.
Yue Moqing seemed to be missing, and swung swords and swords at the void. No one thought she was useless, because everyone had discovered that whenever she waved another sword, her sword force increased a little, and the huge sword shadow condensed a little.
From the perspective of swordsmanship, Yue Moqing's sword is not very outstanding, but from the perspective of martial arts, she undoubtedly has achieved the ultimate she can do.
Ying Lingshuang's face was even more solemn at this time, with her beautiful eyebrows tightly frowning, and finally she slammed herself. When the blood was spitting out of her mouth, Ying Lingshuang's condition suddenly changed and became stronger. The slightest slight slightness that had been before disappeared, and a firm light surged in her beautiful eyes.
She was forcibly extracting her own vitality to deal with this battle! If she consumed too much vitality, she might die, but she still refused.
"Bloody blow!"
With Ying Lingshuang's bellow shout, a bloody light and shadow gathered from all directions, and in a blink of an eye it condensed into a dagger no less than the sword shadow below.
A blood-red dagger was suspended in the air, and gray shadows surrounded it, like a resentful soul that could not escape, from time to time, making shrill long roars, resounding in the middle of the square.
Ying Lingshuang's white robe was reflected in the evil redness of the blood. The red light wrapped around her graceful body, and her black hair flew in the air. The pair of narrow phoenix eyes flashed with coldness and pride. At this time, she was like a female war god, exuding awe-inspiring fighting spirit.
"this..."
Everyone was shocked. Looking at the beautiful figure above their heads, it was like seeing a demon god from hell, carrying blood and unwilling resentful souls, returning to the world.
Yue Moqing, who was stepping on the platform, stood full of tilts, with a long sword slanted, and a light yellow dress fitting on her soft body, extending all the attractive curves, clear and tempting. Her fighting spirit was not as sharp as Wen Qingxuan, but when the girl's eyes drooped slightly, she could feel a trace of indifference passing by, like ice and frost.
Yue Moqing stopped swinging her sword, because her energy had already reached its limit, and the crystal white sword shadow on the stage was shaking, as if it was about to break out of the air at any time.
With a slender jade hand shaking a long strand of hair in his ears, Yue Moqing looked at Ying Lingshuang coldly and said, "If this move cannot defeat you, I am willing to admit defeat."
“So too!’
Ying Lingshuang's voice came from mid-air.
Immediately afterwards, the air around him stormed, and the might came from two huge phantoms, one up and another. Then, everyone's eyes and eyes suddenly burst, and the two attacks rushed towards the other side!
Under the attention of everyone, the white sword shadow and the blood-red dagger shadow collided heavily, and the fierce energy spread out, and even the space became distorted.
Immediately, under the hedging energy, the two women flew backwards, and Yue Moqing's delicate body slammed on the stage, while Ying Lingshuang's figure rushed into the sky like a shell!
At this time, a faint voice sounded, and Mo Juqi announced the result of the game: "In this game, both sides tied and each won. Today's game ends here and continue tomorrow!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a figure rushed out from the rostrum, swept towards the Ying Lingshuang in the air, dispelled the momentum of the latter, and slowly fell on the stage.
Although everyone was very surprised by the result of the draw, no one protested, because at this time, Yue Moqing and Ying Lingshuang had both fallen into a coma, and it was fair to make the judgment based on the draw.
And in this way, as long as there will be no draw in the next game, after the first round, there will be exactly ten players participating in the second round, and there will be no byes. For the time being, this is the best of both worlds.
Of course, if there are players who will tie the game next, that's another matter.
In order not to reveal his identity, Yue Mochen could only observe Yue Moqing's injuries from afar. When he found that Yue Moqing was just exhausted and fell into a coma, and his injuries were not very serious, he felt relieved and left the square with Honduras and others, and went to Yaoyue Tower for dinner.
The group of five people walked on the road, and all they heard were everyone's comments about today's game. When they were excited, they danced and said, their expressions were like talking about how they could defeat the powerful enemy on stage.
"It's really a world where the strong are respected!"