Song Baiyi is a musician, holding a white jade flute. In addition, he looks gentle and polite, and he has an excellent temperament when wearing a white dress.
The female disciples under the ring saw him screaming loudly, and even Zhongli Yue, who kept saying that she wanted to cheer for Xingyue, secretly joined the fan girl team.
Xingyue had sharp eyes. Seeing that Zhongliyue's eyes had never left Song Baiyi, she got angry, and her good sister actually ran to her opponent.
It seemed that she felt Xingyue's gaze. Zhongliyue turned to look at her. Seeing Xingyue staring at her with condemnation, she smiled embarrassedly and cheered for Xingyue, and her voice once exceeded
The little fans of Song Baiyi.
The time is up and the referee announces the start of the competition.
Xingyue held a thunder-type magic sword in his hand, and his body was as fast as lightning, stabbing towards Song Baiyi.
Song Baiyi blew the flute, and the sound of the flute formed a sound wave to block Xingyue's attack.
If one blow fails, Xingyue quickly retreats. At this time, Song Baiyi has changed the tune, and sound blades appear from all sides, completely surrounding Xingyue.
Xingyue's spiritual energy overflowed, and she used a move to extinguish it. All sound blades were instantly destroyed by powerful attacks.
Nirvana is a magic trick attached to the exercises practiced by Xingyue, and it is powerful.
After blocking the attack, Xingyue raised her hand and waved countless sword energy. Song Baiyi was not as powerful as she was scratched by several sword energy.
The white clothes were stained with blood and the grace was even better. The female disciples under the ring felt very distressed.
Because of the injury, Song Baiyi's attack became more rapid, the sound of the flute changed from gentle to rapid, and the shadowless sound waves emanated. Xingyue was caught off guard, and it seemed that something was pulling in her mind, and her mind was in a daze for a moment.
Song Baiyi took this opportunity to give Xingyue a fatal blow. At the critical moment, Xingyue suddenly woke up, but the attack had arrived. She could only avoid the fatal part, her figure slightly deviated, and the sound blade passed through Xingyue's shoulder to clear the air.
Yu Wuping, she covered her shoulders and vomited a large mouthful of blood.
The tearing pain spread throughout the body from the shoulders, blood kept flowing out of the wound, and Xingyue's lilac dress was also covered in red.
After using spiritual energy to stop the bleeding from the wound, Xingyue launched another attack. Thunder lightning flashed on the long sword, and a sword energy carrying the meaning of thunder stabbed Song Baiyi. The speed was so fast that he could not dodge, because of the previous attack consumed.
He had great spiritual energy, so he could only blow the jade flute and resist with all his strength, and his already pale face turned pale.
In this way, she did not resist Xing Yue's attack. Her sword intent broke through the shield formed by the sound wave and stabbed into Song Baiyi's flesh and blood.
The thunder power mixed in the sword intent continued to destroy his flesh and blood, and blood gushed out, and he could not stop it with his spiritual power.
Song Baiyi collapsed to the ground with her wounds and lost her fighting ability.
Until the referee announced his victory, Xingyue could no longer hold on and his body shook. Just as she was about to fall, Zhongliyue rushed to the ring to support her and fed her a healing pill.
Song Baiyi was also fed elixir by someone she knew and carried it down.
Fortunately, there is no competition for the first month in the future, so she can recover from her injuries.
"I'll take you back." Zhongliyue said.
She helped Xingyue walk on the martial arts stage, took out the flying boat, and carried Xingyue back to Taizhen Peak.
On the way, Xingyue sent news to Mingyuan. When the two arrived, Mingyuan was already waiting there.
She stepped forward to help Xingyue and asked, "Uncle Master, how are you?"
Then she turned to look at Zhongliyue, "Junior Sister Liyue, thank you for sending the junior uncle back."
"Xingyue is my good friend, and it's all right." Zhongliyue said.
At this time, Xingyue said to Zhongliyue, "You go back quickly. If it is your turn in the future, it will be bad if you miss it."
"Okay, I'll leave first." Zhong Liyue didn't stay much. Although he had a low game, it wouldn't be impossible for him to turn to do it if he was quick in the front.
After Zhongliyue left, Mingyuan helped Xingyue and sent her back to her yard, "Uncle Master, just heal your wounds well. I will notify you of any news."
"Yeah, thank you, Master Mingyuan." Xingyue waved and sent Mingyuan away.