First there was Xiong Xiyuan, and then there was Lu Huaining.
Ye Xiyue has only made two moves so far, but it is enough to make everyone look at her with admiration!
Although Ye Longcheng has always been very confident in himself, he knows very well that he is definitely inferior to Lu Huaining.
Even Lu Huaining was forced to bow his head and admit defeat, then he——
But Ye Xiyue had already called him, so there was no way he wouldn't come.
In the blink of an eye, Ye Longcheng's mind was filled with many chaotic thoughts.
Suddenly, someone tapped him on the shoulder.
Ye Longcheng suddenly turned around and realized that the person standing behind him was his master, Elder Mo Sang.
Elder Mo Sang's eyes swept across his face and he frowned secretly.
He knew his disciple's temperament very well. He had no talent, but he had a short temper and was easily influenced by external things.
Seeing him like this, it was obvious that he was already afraid of Ye Xiyue.
In this case, the chances of winning are probably even smaller.
"Fight well."
Elder Mo Sang warned,
"No one can be sure who will lose or win until the last moment."
Only then did Ye Longcheng gain some energy.
"Disciple, please follow your master's teachings!"
After saying that, he lifted up his clothes and walked towards the stage.
As he walked, he thought, Master is right, everything is possible until the results come out.
Ye Xiyue is very powerful now, but her fight with Lu Huaining just now also consumed a lot of energy.
What's more, she was still injured.
If he goes all out in this game, he still has a good chance of winning!
Ye Longcheng clenched his fists, shook off all these messy thoughts, and stood opposite Ye Xiyue.
His eyes fell on Tianwen Sword involuntarily.
Even if Ye Xiyue didn't take action at this time, standing close, she could still clearly feel the cold sword intent surging silently from the sword!
Compared to Ye Longcheng's tightness, Ye Xiyue seemed much more relaxed and at ease, as if he didn't take this game to heart at all. Of course, it's possible that Ye Longcheng didn't take it to heart.
The corners of her lips were slightly curved, and she raised her sword with her right hand——
"Master Ye, please!"
Then, her feet moved slightly, and the Tianwen Sword flashed with light!
Whoosh!
A ray of indigo light flashed from Ye Longcheng's palm!
The light quickly gathered and then transformed into a spear!
"North Star Spear!"
Ye Longcheng tiptoed, and his tall and muscular body came towards Ye Xiyue at an astonishing speed!
There were bursts of exclamations from the spectator stand.
Ye Xiyue's Tianwen Sword was so powerful, they had all seen it with their own eyes just now.
However, Ye Longcheng chose to face him head-on at this time!
How could he-
wrong!
At this moment, someone finally realized something was wrong: just before Ye Longcheng's spear was about to collide with the Tianwen Sword, it suddenly changed its direction slightly and flew away close to the sword!
His real target is clearly Ye Xiyue's wrist!
Ye Xiyue's eyes suddenly turned cold!
This Ye Longcheng actually still has such thoughts!
It's not that this method doesn't work, but he used it as soon as he came on the field, making it clear that he had thought of it before he came on the field.
Ye Xiyue's left arm can no longer fight. If something happens to her right hand again, this game will end as quickly as possible!
Realizing that the cold wind was almost splitting her skin, Ye Xiyue looked at Ye Longcheng with eyes like stars.
