He watched helplessly as the sharp sword was about to stab his chest!
Unable to avoid it, Duan Zhengtong could only close his eyes and wait for death.
However, with a sound of "Cang!", Pan Jinlian's sword did not draw any blood, but instead knocked the simple sword in Duan Zhengtong's hand into the air.
Then, Pan Jinlian pointed the long sword at Duan Zhengtong's throat, and the sweet and ethereal sound like a deep valley came out.
"You lost."
Ordinarily, if a woman behaved the way Duan Zhengtong did just now, she would definitely become angry and stab him to death with a sword.
But Pan Jinlian didn't.
After Duan Zhengtong opened his eyes, he found that Pan Jinlian was still as calm as water.
Duan Zhengtong felt guilty secretly with his banishing-to-immortal attitude, and he lowered his head.
"I surrender!"
As soon as the words fell, everyone around burst into fierce applause.
"Mrs. Pan, well done!"
"Bah, what a big lady, this is a fairy!"
The corners of Wu Zhi's mouth turned up slightly, and he lightly kicked Mao Xiaoliu next to him.
Mao Xiaoliu understood immediately, and he shouted at the top of his lungs, shouting out the Jianghu title that Wu Zhi had carefully prepared for Pan Jinlian.
"Fairy Jinghong!"
When Mao Xiaoliu shouted, his subordinates also raised their voices and echoed in the crowd.
"Fairy Jinghong!"
"Fairy Jinghong!"
At this point, as the leader of the Xihe Sword Sect, Pan Jinlian was known as Fairy Jinghong and became famous in one battle!
Wu Zhi always wore a faint smile, assuming a posture that had nothing to do with him, and slowly closed his eyes.
Hearing the clash of swords in the ring, people around him kept shouting.
Not long after, someone called Li Yingze's name again.
"The next game is between Li Yingze of the Li family in Gusu and Zheng Yushu in Huashan."
This Zheng Yushu ranked ninth in the last martial arts competition. He used the Huashan School's Qinggong and landed on the ring.
This man held a sword in his hand. Seeing Wu Zhi slowly coming onto the stage, he immediately pointed the tip of the sword at Wu Zhi.
"Li Yingze, the reason why you were able to win just now was because you were unexpected, and now, I..."
"Whoosh!"
Wu Zhi didn't give Zheng Yushu a chance to finish his words, and he turned into a shadow under everyone's gaze!
"Bang!"
He kicked Zheng Yushu in the belly, treating Zheng Yushu as a ball and kicked it away!
Zheng Yushu flew over the ring fence, over everyone's heads, and over the high treetops.
It disappeared into the trees in the distance and disappeared.
The onlookers, who originally expected to see a fierce fight, all opened their mouths.
"What just happened?"
"I don't know, I didn't see clearly either."
"This is too fast!"
Amidst people's various comments, Wu Zhi put the sword on his shoulder and slowly turned around and left.
On the high platform, Leng Wushuang looked at Wu Zhi being so careless and not using sword moves to defeat him. His slender jade fingers were slightly clenched. If there weren't so many masters around him, he would have already rushed down and killed Wu Zhi.
Beat him up!
"Li Yingze!"
Before Wu Zhi even stepped off the ring, Zheng Yushu shouted from behind him.
I saw Zheng Yushu once again performing Huashan School's exquisite Qinggong, swooping down like a bird and landing behind Wu Zhi.
At this time, Zheng Yushu looked a little embarrassed, with a lot of wet leaves stuck to his body.
"How dare you sneak up on me, you shameless person!"
As Zheng Yushu roared deeply, the inner energy in his body burst out, and the leaves flew instantly!
Wu Zhi then slowly turned around and looked at Zheng Yushu.
He said it word for word.
"That kick just now was actually to save you."
"Since you want to really feel my sword, then I'll make it happen for you."