Although it has entered late autumn, due to the area of the wind, the sun at noon is still very hot, just like everyone in the audience, and the enthusiasm is unstoppable.
In the first round of the victory group, Yue Mochen's game is still the first game, and the opponent is Ying Lingshuang, who tied with Yue Moqing.
Ying Ling stood on the ring with a full heroic spirit, her breath was steady and deep. It seemed that the injuries caused by the previous game were no longer a problem, which was normal. In such a significant game, there were too many spiritual medicines for the players to use. If it was not a life-threatening injury, it would generally not affect the next round of the game.
Opposite, Yue Mochen was wearing black clothes, standing calmly a hundred meters away, with a calm expression on his face, Gu Jing Wubo, and Ying Lingshuang's strength probably understood. He believed that even if he didn't show any trump card, he could win, so he did not pay too much attention to this game.
"The competition begins!"
At the referee's order, Ying Ling moved!
At the beginning, Ying Lingshuang used all her strength, and her graceful body dragged out a white phantom. The pure white long skirt made a slight sound a hundred meters away, and the next moment it appeared in front of Yue Mochen more than ten steps.
"No trace of the empty space!"
As soon as he reached the best attack range, Ying Lingshuang couldn't wait to wave out the whip, and a blood-red light lingered on the long whip, breaking through the air, and the sharp air swelled suddenly condensed, worthy of being the name of breaking the sky.
After using this move with confidence, Ying Ling swept right with a dagger in her hands, and went around to Yue Mochen's left, preparing for the next move. When Yue Mochen could not avoid it in time, she would attack together with two-pronged approach.
Ying Lingshuang didn't think about Yue Mochen's ability to avoid this attack, because since she learned this martial art, no one has been able to avoid it.
Yue Mochen looked at the shadow of the whip that broke through the air, and a stunning look flashed in his eyes. This whip seemed simple, but it blocked all dodging routes with the thin whip body. If he had not made any breakthrough in his understanding of body skills, he would not even see the mystery of this whip.
However, Yue Mochen is no longer Yue Mochen a year ago. His experience in the ghost forest has greatly improved his body skills, and his understanding of body skills is naturally also rising. He has at least dozens of ways to avoid this whip.
But Yue Mochen did not do this, is it necessary to hide?
Because of the power of the blood demon, Yue Mochen no longer needs to use Hong Yue to cover up his spiritual energy. Red spiritual energy can be seen everywhere, and Yue Mochen is not afraid of revealing his identity.
With a faint smile, the red light flashed, Yue Mochen stretched out his left hand like lightning, and actually grabbed the whip shadow that broke through the air with one hand!
"What?"
Ying Lingshuang was shocked. She knew the most about how powerful the whip she swung was. The martial arts that could easily crush rocks were actually caught by Yue Mochen with one hand?
She remembered very clearly that it took her three months to take over her whip shadow while practicing this martial art without being injured, but Yue Mochen's actions at this time undoubtedly broke her cognition.
Yue Mochen didn't care what Ying Lingshuang thought, and his left hand suddenly exerted force, pulling it in the opposite direction of the labor whip. Ying Lingshuang, who was still holding the beginning of the whip, couldn't defend it. With the huge traction force, he fell towards Yue Mochen.
Yue Mochen smiled with a pursed lips, and his eyes shot out a light of confidence, like a sword energy, tearing apart the void!
"The Ten Directions Destruction Hand!"
The blood-colored light lingers in Yue Mochen's right hand like light smoke, and his right palm is combined into a knife, stretched out, with the momentum of breaking through the air, piercing straight into Ying Lingshuang's lower abdomen!
This "Ten Directions Destruction Hand" is one of the few common martial arts used by Xuan Mingjue. Although it did not enter Yue Mochen's eye, Yue Mochen still spent a lot of time on this martial arts in order to hide his identity.
At this time, Yue Mochen used it, and his aura was even more extraordinary. The power of the blood demon fully reflected the destruction of the aura.
Ying Lingshuang looked at the knife that was attacking with a cyclone, how could she dare to be careless? She quickly let go of the long whip in her right hand, held the dagger in her back, blocking her body, trying to block Yue Mochen's attack next time.
Yue Mochen's eyes drooped lightly, showing a successful smile. At the same time, the knife was changed to a slap and directly hit Ying Lingshuang's dagger!
Ying Lingshuang felt a huge force coming. In order to keep the focus, she could only turn her body to the right half way.
Yue Mochen, who was ready, stepped out and circled Ying Lingshuang twice like a phantom. When he stood still, Ying Lingshuang secretly felt something was wrong, but before he could react, he felt his body tightened and he was thrown away.
It turned out that Yue Mochen took the long whip she abandoned to his hand while she turned right, and then tied her up with a long whip at an extremely fast speed and threw it out.
A muffled sound came out, and Ying Lingshuang's delicate body was thrown directly off the stage like abandoned garbage, winning.
Seeing the graceful body smacking on the rocky ground and dust raised, the referee was stunned. Everyone in the audience was stunned, including Yue Mochen himself, and the audience fell into strange silence again.
A moment later, the first sound came out, which was an extremely vulgar laughter, and then the whole audience heard this laughter.
But in an instant, all the women present, both young and old, looked at Yue Mochen, and they changed their eyes, which were filled with contempt and disgust. They could not understand how a bad person could do such a move to a girl.
The male audience was thinking in a lewd way: When Yue Mochen's body turned into a phantom and tied up Ying Lingshuang, did he do anything...
How could they know that Yue Mochen just subconsciously did it and had no indecent thoughts at all. At that moment, he only thought that the other party was an opponent, not a woman.
But after all, the other party is a girl, and it is indeed inappropriate for him to do this, so he regretted it after taking action, but it was too late and he could only secretly blame himself for choosing this method to win.
"Uh..., Xuan Ming won the game."
The referee finally came to his senses and announced the result, but there was no cheer, only booing and juicy laughter.
In desperation, Yue Mochen had to return to his seat with a wry smile.
When Honduras saw Yue Mochen coming back, he came up excitedly. Just as he was about to say something, Yue Mochen spoke first: "Talk around again, I'll sew your mouth!"
Hearing this, Honduras shrank his neck and whispered: "Look, before the great Honduras even spoke, he felt guilty."