Before Xiaolan entered the ring, she turned around and looked at Jasmine, then squeezed the back of her hand.
Jasmine gave her an encouraging look.
"Jasmine..."
"Huh?" Jasmine smiled, "Don't be nervous, don't be afraid."
"No, Jasmine," Xiaolan shook her head, "You suddenly became so gentle, it's scary. You better not be like this in the future."
Jasmine's face fell in a second. Before Jasmine's fist could hit her, Xiaolan carried Jin Xiange and rolled onto the ring.
The girl stood opposite Xiaolan, wearing a tall ponytail, a neat black jacket, and a mask on her face, revealing only a pair of dark eyes.
The last time I met her, was she wearing a mask?
Xiaolan raised her chin and thought hard, but couldn't remember anything.
With her back to the moon, the girl seemed to have turned into a silhouette. Against the backdrop of the giant moon, she looked aloof and aloof like a doomsday hero.
Looking at the girl, Xiaolan raised Jin Xiange on her shoulder and pressed it against the ground.
"Two games of gold!" the referee shouted loudly, "Start!"
At first, it was a little embarrassing.
The girl stood still and had no intention of attacking. Xiaolan didn't know what to do until he saw the girl bowing to him, so he also bowed like her.
"Now!" As she bent down, Xiaolan heard a soft shout from under the stage opposite.
You want to plot against me?!
Xiaolan straightened up suddenly and put her body into a defensive posture.
However, instead of attacking, the girl opposite turned her head slightly and cast a contemptuous glance at the man who shouted these words.
Xiaolan recognized that the man was Meili's opponent and the first golden offering of the Mai family.
The man looked regretful, as if he didn't see the girl's eyes and was feeling annoyed.
The girl's eyes returned to Xiaolan, she nodded slightly, and the familiar cold voice sounded again, "I am Lu Qianqian."
"Uh..." Although Xiaolan yelled in her heart that it was unnecessary, she still honestly said, "My name is Xiaolan."
Judging from his voice, Lu Qianqian shouldn't be very old.
But at this time, self-introduction seems a bit redundant.
A few minutes passed, and the villagers in the audience started to make some commotion.
Xiaolan still stared at Lu Qianqian closely.
Why...isn't she moving?
The tension that had left came back to Xiaolan's mind.
Unexpectedly, Lu Qianqian opened his mouth first, "Why don't you fight?"
this……
"Who should I hit?" Xiaolan asked.
"I."
Xiaolan was a little confused.
There's something wrong with this girl. I'm afraid there's something wrong with her.
"I...I'm not used to making the first move." Xiaolan tried her best to sound casual, but she didn't know whether she succeeded or not.
Lu Qianqian moved his body, and then slowly lifted Jin Xiange up.
"Then I'll take action first."
Hurry up, take action!
Xiaolan curled her lips helplessly and raised Jin Xiange again to face Lu Qianqian.
Lu Qianqian took a step forward.
Xiaolan began to focus on the battle situation, stood firm and tensed up her nerves.
Lu Qianqian took another step, and then suddenly disappeared.
Xiaolan blinked.
Indeed, everything in front of me was empty and no one was there.
The villagers in the audience were also in an uproar.
"land……"
Xiaolan only uttered one word.
The right side of his body suddenly felt a chill.
Xiaolan heard Jasmine's scream.
The source of the coldness was the outside of my thighs.
Then, the cold feeling began to spread around his body.
Xiaolan was stunned and turned to look behind her.
Lu Qianqian stood behind her, holding a sharp golden sword in both hands. There was a dark mark on her sword, which flowed on the blade and fell to the ground drop by drop.
Xiaolan looked at her thighs.
A deep wound appeared on his right leg.
The blood instantly soaked Xiaolan's trouser legs. It was no longer cold, and her body became hot.
"Why don't you hide?" Lu Qianqian asked, still facing Xiaolan, "Aren't you afraid of getting hurt?"
Why?
Why is this happening?
Did Lu Qianqian switch spaces just now? Or was he just extremely fast?
No matter which one, it should be based on ability.
No, abilities shouldn't appear here.
"I don't understand..." Xiaolan trembled with her left leg and planned to turn around to face Lu Qianqian. At this moment, Lu Qianqian disappeared again.
A gust of cold wind blew across his left side.
Xiaolan caught a glimpse of a vague afterimage out of the corner of her eye.
Jasmine shouted loudly from the audience.
"Can't you see me either?"
Behind him, Lu Qianqian's voice sounded like a curse, appearing together with the pain exploding on Xiaolan's arm.
The first attack was on the legs, and the second attack was on the arms.
The third time should be fatal.
Xiaolan gritted her teeth and turned around.
"I still don't understand, you..."
Sure enough, Lu Qianqian's figure disappeared for the third time.
It’s the same as Xiaolan guessed.
No matter what, I am by no means a lamb to be slaughtered.
In an instant, Xiaolan raised Jin Xiange's blade to his neck, with the long sword on his chest, and the blood on his arm flew out. At the same time, he heard a "嘡" sound, and Jin Xiange
Golden sparks immediately burst out from Ge's blade.
Xiao Lan immediately raised his body and swung hard at Lu Qianqian who appeared in front of him. Lu Qianqian raised his hand to block. However, Xiao Lan's Jin Xian Ge suddenly trembled violently.
Xiaolan then raised his left foot and kicked Lu Qianqian's body. Using his strength, he jerked back, withdrew his own body, leaned his back against the column beside the ring and breathed heavily.
Lu Qianqian was not angry, nor did he take advantage of the situation. Instead, he stood there, smashed Jin Xiange on the ground, and said, "There is something wrong with your Jin Xiange."
Xiaolan used her uninjured right hand to restrain the shaking Jin Xiange and asked, "Is yours okay?"
"No problem," Lu Qianqian waved the Jin Xian Ge in his hand, "It's just an ordinary weapon."
This is what Merry is talking about.
Sweat broke out on Xiaolan's forehead. While she was staring at Lu Qianqian to prevent her from doing anything else, she had to exert all her strength to control the Jin Xiange in her hand.
No wonder the Lang family has lost the Jinxianlei competition for five consecutive years. With this kind of weapon, if you can win, you will become a ghost.
"Are you okay?" Lu Qianqian asked Xiaolan, whose arms and legs were bleeding.
Do I look like this? Xiaolan thought sadly.
From the pleadings of Lang's villagers and Jasmine in the audience, Xiaolan knew that maybe Lu Qianqian was the only one who felt that she was okay.
But, that's why.
"Continue." Xiaolan shook her lips and said viciously.
Lu Qianqian disappeared again.
With the experience of the first three times, Xiaolan was finally able to capture a trace of Lu Qianqian's movement in the moonlight. Although it was unusually fast, it was not impossible to catch up.
Lu Qianqian's blade shined just a punch away from Xiaolan's eyes.
Xiaolan lifted up the trembling Jin Xiange and blocked it with the tail of the sword.
Gewei swept away Lu Qianqian's blade.
Xiaolan breathed a long sigh of relief.
Unexpectedly, Gewei turned around and hit Xiaolan directly between the eyebrows.