The nine sword energies quickly rushed out of the four-corner barrier and continued to pursue the caster, Ning Chenhao.
Ning Chenhao had to give up controlling the barrier to avoid the attack of sword energy.
"Automatically chasing the opponent, what a powerful move!" Some disciples said with envy.
The Jiuxiao in his hand vibrated wildly. It was the first time in Ning Chenhao's life that he had such a big reaction when he saw it. He was not so restless even when he conquered it in his previous life.
Could it be...
Could it be that what the young master just used was the move of the Sword Master?
Only in this way can we explain Jiuxiao's anomaly.
Suddenly, the sword energy of Ning Chenhao who was pursuing him suddenly disappeared.
Before Ning Chenhao and the audience could react, Hua Wanzhao's voice came: "My spiritual power is exhausted, I lose."
"Pity……"
"After all, the young master is two levels different from Ning Chenhao, otherwise the winner would be the young master."
Only Hua Wanzhao doesn’t think so.
"Ning Chenhao, how many backup options have you left?"
Ning Chenhao's lips curled up slightly: "Who knows..."
This guy……
After swallowing an elixir of recovery, Hua Wanzhao glanced at the next game.
Ming Yiqian versus Nangong Yi.
This name is a bit familiar.
I remembered that this person Ning Chenhao mentioned it.
Although I don’t remember this person in the novel, it’s definitely not an easy person for the male protagonist to remember.
Hua Wanzhao stared closely at the arena.
Cheng Yingying asked: "Aren't you unwilling to give in?"
After all, if it weren't for the lack of spiritual power, Hua Wanzhao would still have a great chance of winning.
"No."
After watching it for a while, Hua Wanzhao knew why Ning Chenhao looked at this person differently.
This disciple named Nangong Yi's sword moves are not flashy, and there are not even that many tricks, but every time he uses his sword, he simply hits the vital point without any sloppiness.
This can only be tempered by years of actual combat.
For every sword strike by Ming Yiqian, Nangong Yi could find a tricky angle to avoid it.
"It seems that Master Nephew Ming has met his opponent this time."
"Looking at what I can do, I'm afraid this game will take a while."
Liang Shijie said: "Yiqian is good at the inner sect and has never seen a practical opponent like Nangong Yi. Even if he suffers a little this time, it is a good thing."
One of these two people has rich fighting experience and novel attack techniques, while the other has superb swordsmanship and smooth movements. They are two completely different types of cultivation paths.
Ming Yiqian quickly discovered how difficult his opponent was, and excitement suddenly ignited in his eyes, and he launched nine moves in the Nine Words Shangque·Jiu Wen Chapter one after another.
——Ask the sky, how long is the life? Ask the earth, what is the end? What joy is there in life? How painful is death? What is life? What is righteousness? What is evil? What is love? Why should the common people deserve it?
Nine moves in a row are more powerful than a single move.
Nangong Yi could deal with the first three moves calmly, but struggled a bit with the fourth and fifth moves. By the sixth move, he accidentally scratched his right arm holding the sword while dodging.
On the seventh move, Nangong Yi's sword was thrown away.
The moment the sword missed his hand, Nangong Yi jumped up and caught the flying sword. At the same time, he twisted his waist in the air, turned over and pressed the sword, and used the force to fly into the air and swing the sword downward.
Nangong Yi's move surprised many people.
In order to ensure the continuity of the nine moves, Ming Yiqian held on to the eighth move against Nangong Yi's sword energy.
In the last move, Ming Yiqian used the eighth move to get out of Nangong Yi's attack range and raised the dust in his hand.
At this moment, the dust ember suddenly became huge and slashed in the air.
The entire arena was suddenly filled with smoke.
By the time the smoke and dust dispersed, it was nearly a stick of incense later.
Nangong Yi knelt down on one knee with his sword in hand, panting heavily. Ming Yiqian was also very embarrassed, but his condition seemed much better than Nangong Yi's.
In the center of the arena, there is a very conspicuous deep groove, which was caused by the sword energy of Ming Yiqian's last move.
"I lost..." Nangong Yi said dejectedly.
Ming Yiqian returned the ashes to his sheath: "You are the strongest opponent of your generation I have ever encountered."
After receiving such recognition from Ming Yiqian, Nangong Yi showed no obvious joy on his face. He just bowed according to the rules and walked off the stage.
Because the arena is damaged, it needs to be repaired before continuing.
This also gives the next gamers time to breathe.
While sitting in the rest area to rest, Nangong Yi suddenly heard a strange voice.
[I am the master of Yuexiu Peak.]
Nangong Yi was startled and subconsciously looked towards the elders' seat on the viewing platform. Sure enough, someone was looking towards him.
but……
[I am just an outer disciple. I have never met any of the peak masters. How can I determine your identity? Furthermore, why did Elder Yuanying secretly tell me that I am an outer disciple? 】
Being suspected of his identity and purpose, Mu Linxiao was not upset: [The game will end between you and the young master, and I want you to abstain.]
Such a rude request made Nangong Yi's body tremble, and his first reaction was why.
Just because she is the only direct disciple of the Supreme Elder?
He had watched Hua Wanzhao's competition and knew that Hua Wanzhao had certain strength. He would not be able to recover from his current state for a while. Hua Wanzhao might not be able to win. Why should Mu Linxiao bother?
For a moment, Nangong Yi's thoughts were changing.
Mu Linxiao's message came again: [I will make a deal with you. As long as you abstain from the next game, I will allow you to enter Yuexiu Peak, and I will grant all your reasonable needs for cultivation. How?
?]
Sounds like a good deal.
Trade a game that you are likely to lose for an opportunity to enter the inner gate.
Don't talk about Mu Linxiao. He has a weird temper and is not allowed to enter Yuexiu Peak. If he asks any outer disciples if he is allowed to enter Yuexiu Peak now, whether he can enter or not, 11 out of ten people will answer yes.
.
only--
[Why did you do it? Will the other elders pursue it if they find out?] Nangong Yi asked.
【You have too many questions, all you need to do is nod or shake your head.】
Nangong Yi glanced at Hua Wanzhao without leaving a trace, weighing the deal in his mind.
[Will you personally guide me in my practice?] Nangong Yi asked.
This guy has a lot on his mind.
[I will not accept you as a disciple, but if you have any questions about cultivation, you can ask me.]
He didn't really want to be Mu Linxiao's disciple. If he had the necessary guidance and resources, he would be no different than a disciple. There was no need to worry about the status of master and disciple.
Finally, Nangong Yi nodded: [Okay, I agree.]
After the arena was repaired, Hua Wanzhao and Nangong Yi stood on both sides.
From a certain perspective, this game should be more exciting than the final battle, because it is related to who can represent Yijian Fengsha in the Fairy Alliance Competition.
Ming Yiqian and Ning Chenhao, who won the previous two games, have already confirmed two places.
Hua Wanzhao was only in the middle stage of foundation building, while Nangong Yi was in the Great Perfection. However, Nangong Yi's spiritual energy was exhausted in the last battle, and the time to repair the arena was not enough to restore his spiritual energy for this competition.
Standing on the ring, Nangong Yi said: "As you can see, my spiritual power was exhausted in the previous competition and has not recovered yet."
Hua Wanzhao tilted her head and looked at him: "So?"