Spiritual energy as white as snow surged out of Yue Moqian's body, surrounding her body. The extraordinary long sword in her hand shone brightly, like a small sun.
With her red hair rising slightly as she moved forward, and her pretty little face looking solemn, Yue Moqian rushed in front of Yue Mochen in the blink of an eye.
But Yue Mochen remained motionless, not even taking out his weapon. Instead, he looked at himself as if he was at a loss.
Yue Moqian was very worried. With such a sword attack, Yue Mochen would be seriously injured even if she didn't die. Although she had a bad impression of Yue Mochen, she didn't want to hurt anyone. At this time, she had to withdraw her attack in a hurry.
Unexpectedly, he closed it too quickly, and he accidentally twisted his ankle! He immediately fell to the ground.
But she completely forgot that she still held a long sword in her hand. According to the direction she fell now, the only result would be to kill herself under her own sword.
Now it was Yue Mochen's turn to be stunned. The reason why he didn't hide was because he had full confidence in his speed. He knew that he could avoid it at any time, but he didn't understand why the opponent suddenly withdrew his attack and pointed at his sword.
The blade flew away.
Is this a bitter plot?
Yue Mochen was puzzled, but seeing that the other person was about to kill himself with his own sword, he had no choice but to rush forward, bully himself, miss the opponent's sword edge in a second, and reach out to hug the other person's waist.
There were bursts of wow sounds from outside the court.
"Ah~" Yue Moqian screamed after escaping the danger, and struggled to leave Yue Mochen's arms with a look of shame and anger.
"What's wrong with you!?"
The two of them shouted to each other at the same time, and then looked at each other in surprise, with confusion on their faces.
Yue Mochen naturally wanted to know why the opponent suddenly stopped attacking during the battle and even rushed towards the tip of his sword.
Yue Moqian, on the other hand, wanted to ask why the other party didn't dodge and took advantage of her in the end.
"What's wrong with me? Why did you suddenly withdraw your attack? Do you know that this is very dangerous!? Also, why did you rush towards your own sword? If you want to commit suicide, you should stay away!",
Yue Mochen said slightly angrily, thinking: I saved her, and yet you still talk to me like this? This is simply unreasonable.
"You!!!" Yue Moqian's blushing face turned even redder because of this anger, and she yelled angrily: "If you hadn't stood still, wouldn't I have needed to hold back? Do you think I wanted to pounce on you?
?I accidentally twisted my foot when I was retracting my move. Isn’t it really because of you? Why are you so distracted during a good fight!?"
Yue Mochen was stunned at first, obviously he didn't expect this to be the reason, and his heart couldn't help but soften, but on the surface he still accused him angrily.
"Am I distracted? I'm not moving because I have confidence. We are enemies on stage! Why don't you kill the enemy if he doesn't move? How do you know this is not a strategy, just waiting for you to relax your vigilance!?"
He wanted to let the other side know that he should not have this kind of mentality in a battle, but he was immediately defeated by the other side.
"I... what about you? Why did you save me? Aren't you afraid of me cheating? Wait until you come over and then attack you? Or are you just trying to take advantage of me?"
Yue Moqian had an excited look on her face, obviously determined to fight to the end.
When Yue Mochen heard this, he also ended his words. He wanted to slap himself twice. There was obviously an elder next to him, so why were he so worried?
Now it was better, the description became darker and darker. Everyone agreed with Yue Moqian's words and thought that he was deliberately taking advantage. Therefore, he sensibly shut up and stopped talking.
"Humph, I didn't dare to speak anymore. I knew you did it on purpose! You must feel guilty now!"
Neither said it nor said it, Yue Mochen's face was filled with black lines.
Yue Moqian wanted to say something more, but the elder on the side spoke: "In this competition, Lian Yue Palace Yue Mochen wins!"
As soon as this statement came out, everyone outside the stadium was silent at first, and then burst into bursts of boos.
Many questioned this result.
Yue Mochen touched his nose and thought to himself: It seems that everyone has a big opinion on me and doesn't believe in my character.
The elder glanced coldly at the people outside the field and said in a condensed voice: In this competition that ends at the end of the day, do you have to decide whether you will live or die before you give up? The competition has passed for a quarter of an hour, and the result has not yet appeared. Press
It is stipulated that the elders will judge the result of the game. At this time, Yue Moqian has been injured. Is there anything wrong with my judgment?
When the elder became angry, the disciples naturally did not dare to say anything more, but they secretly cursed him.
There was not even a quarter of an hour in the real battle. First they looked at each other on the field for a long time, and then they exchanged curses. The real fighting time was less than a few breaths!
However, who among them dares to express his innermost thoughts?
The elders were not unaware that they were dissatisfied, but they had no explanation.
As an elder, his vision is definitely more poisonous than that of the disciples present. The reason why he made this judgment was not because he was leaning towards Yue Mochen, but because he could see from Yue Mochen's body skills that if he wanted to win, he would definitely win.
Not difficult.
What's more, Yue Moqian was injured again, and this victory was already within Yue Mochen's grasp, so there was no point in wasting time and continuing the competition.
The elder spoke, and Yue Moqian had to accept the result.
Looking at Yue Mochen who looked helpless with a complex expression, Yue Moqian said with red eyes: "If you don't want to compete, then I won't compete. I don't care about competing with a prodigal like you. It's not like I can't afford to lose!"
After saying that, he limped towards the outside with the support of several disciples from Qingyue Hall.
"Hey, Junior Sister Qian, I think there is some misunderstanding between us. This... is not my original intention. You have to trust my character."
Yue Mochen shouted towards the opponent's background, and the audience booed again, and he had no choice but to leave with a look of resentment on his face.
"Hey, Junior Sister Qing, it's not that difficult."
Yue Mochen found Yue Moran and others outside the venue, and Yue Moqing smiled shamelessly.
The latter looked defeated by you and didn't know what to say.
Yue Mochen didn't mind either. He took Hongyue from Yue Moran and said goodbye to everyone briefly before walking to the yard where he lived.
"Junior Brother Chen, don't forget, your next competition will be in an hour." Yue Moran warned from behind him.
Yue Mochen didn't even look back, waved his hand coolly, and then disappeared into the surging crowd.
The reason why he was in such a hurry to leave was simply because he had more important things to do.
That is to apologize to Yue Yaolan, but before that, Yue Mochen must first change into an image that will not cause the other party heartache.
Since the end of the hard training at the bottom of the pond, he has walked back all the way, experiencing no less than dozens of battles on the way. All the clothes in the ring have been scrapped, and the hole-in-the-wall clothes on his body are already the best. He can
Imagine how the other person would react if they saw you like this.
Therefore, he did not wait for the next competition on the sidelines like other disciples. He urgently needed to go back and change a set of clothes, and then go to Yue Jiaolan to apologize.