"Sister Feng, please enlighten me!" Zi responded politely and prepared for battle, bending his knees slightly and hiding his sword with one hand, a bit like the way of hunting.
Feng Xinyao's sword is also a long sword. Although the difference can be seen, every sword among Feng Tianzong's disciples is made by a famous master, and Feng Xinyao's sword is the best among them.
"Then I'm not welcome!" Feng Xinyao stepped on the flowing clouds, her movements were extremely fast and graceful with a sense of beauty. The young people on the stage were dumbfounded, and even the winner was already "talking like a river".
"Ha!" A voice screamed, followed by two gleams of cold light.
"Dang!" Even if Feng Xinyao is fast, Zi is on the defensive and ready to attack. No matter how tricky the angle is, he can still block it.
After failing to hit the target, Feng Xinyao took three steps back and ran at high speed, not giving Zi a chance, because fighting against the fire sword king would be courting death.
"Intermediate profound level, whirlwinds are everywhere." Seizing a gap, Feng Xinyao raised her hand and used her combat skills.
The sword energy was overwhelming, and the battle arena was filled with collisions of fighting spirit. "Hey!" Zi struck out with a sword in her backhand. Her reaction was much faster than that of other fire sword masters. You know, she has been racing against the monsters in the past few years.
, sometimes running fast means you have something to eat, sometimes running fast means you are escaping for your life.
With a crisp sound, Zi hastily blocked Feng Xinyao's attack with his sword. The difference between the two sides was only one level. Why did it feel like it was indeed level five?
Feng Xinyao took advantage of the force to reverse, turned around beautifully and spun up, stabbing with an elegant strike.
Zi drew her sword with her backhand and raised it to her chest, her eyes never leaving Feng Xinyao's hand.
"Dang!" The tip of the sword stabbed the Zide sword. Feng Xinyao turned over twice and took five steps back. She felt that this was a terrifying hand!
Zi seemed to be a different person at this moment, the hat on her head floated slightly, and her body was full of fighting spirit.
The movements are so natural, as if they have blended into the round platform.
At the very back of the stands, there was an old man who looked like he was about to reach the end of his life. No one knew how he walked in.
The old man said calmly: "The outcome depends on the outcome, so I'd better go back and play chess!"
"Whoosh!" The body moved slightly and disappeared in place.
On the round platform, Zide's face glowed with a fighting light, and she had fully entered the state of a life-and-death struggle.
Zi is moving! She is like a cheetah. She doesn’t have any gorgeous moves, and she is reluctant to spend a few gold coins to buy human-level combat skills. She moves fiercely, with an ambition attached to her, a perfect figure, and a slender waist.
, just like practicing yoga, the body is extremely soft.
"ha!"
"Hey!" There were two angry scolds. Feng Xinyao was quick and Zi Gang was fierce. There were many sweet sounds on the round platform. Feng Xinyao looked at the side sword and slanted the sword to share the force and use the force to fight.
Zi is like an energetic horse, running faster and faster and fighting more fiercely.
"Crack!" Feng Xinyao used a mid-level combat skill, Whirlwind, which was blocked by Zi. However, the wind blade cut Zi's body, and several subtle blood marks appeared on her shoulders. Zi's marks did not move at all. This injury was not considered at all to her.
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He raised his hand with his backhand and made a thrust with his sword. "Pfft!" Feng Xinyao blocked with his side sword, but the force of the sword was too strong and it missed her chest, revealing half an inch of her fair skin.
"Ugh!" shouted the wolf friends on the audience stage! All the usually gentle young people had their wolf eyes widened, and they tried their best to encourage the two women. Their saliva was flying, and the audience below wanted to hold up oil paper umbrellas, because no matter who the two women were,
Whoever breaks his clothes will be "beneficial" to the young men in the stands.
This game was so fragrant, Feng Xinyao's hair began to be scattered, and her body was broken by the purple sword energy in many places. Although in today's society, she was not exposed at all, and her body was still tightly wrapped in a blue cloth.
It was tight, but when she heard the shouts and cheers from the stands, her face could not be redder. Now she was panting and avoiding Zide's attack.
Zi also feels uncomfortable. This Feng Xinyao is not as delicate as a noble lady, and her pure and beautiful face shows a strong look. Zi has been dealing with magical beasts since she was a child, and her endurance cannot be compared to even the earth sword king, let alone
He was a sword king of the wind element who was one step below her. Ziye was panting, her tightly wrapped chest rising and falling slightly, making certain people in the audience nod their heads.
If Long Tianyu knew about such a beautiful match today, he would definitely yell in misery: "Let me crash to death on the beautiful woman's breast..."
Neither of the two girls would give up like this. They screamed and screamed on the round stage. I really don’t know if they were tired, but they still shouted so coquettishly and sweetly.
"Xin Yao was defeated!" Feng Guyu shook his head.
"Ancestor, the winner has not yet been decided, so the two women have no advantage at all?" Feng Xiaotian didn't understand.
"You're a kid who hasn't entered the deep forest, how can you see the way inside! That purple girl has suffered a lot since she was a child, and her aura must have been developed in the Warcraft Forest. Do you know how many times she has experienced struggles on the edge of life and death? Like her
Such a girl will often finally exert her strength to restrain her opponent when she is in danger!"
Feng Xiaotian held his head. He had been hit hard by Feng Guyu just now. He nodded to show that he had learned.
"ha!"
In the end, the two were evenly matched, but Feng Xinyao no longer had the strength to compete with Zi Pin.
Even though the audience cheered for Feng Xinyao one after another, Feng Xinyao no longer had the energy.
"Sister Xue Yi, it's a good thing that we didn't place any bets this time! Otherwise, we would have lost the bet."
After hearing Shangguan Lingshuang's compliment, Murong Xueyi was not so cold in front of women, and smiled slightly and nodded.
Shangguan Lingshuang felt happy and sad at the same time. She was happy that she listened to Murong Xueyi and didn't gamble, so Long Tianyu didn't lose any of his 1,200 gold coins. She knew that Long Tianyu was short of money now, so she saved her money.
, maybe Long Tianyu will happily praise her. If Long Tianyu really praises her, this girl will be so happy that she can't sleep for several nights.
But she was also worried. She was worried that she had not been obedient and not put all the money on Feng Xinyao. She was afraid that Long Tianyu would blame her for being disobedient and therefore not like her so much and alienate her.
Women's thoughts are so entangled that our protagonist has to sneeze more than a dozen times.
Sure enough, Zi let out a scream and launched an explosive attack at super high speed, knocking Feng Xinyao's sword far away and falling outside the stage.
Seeing the purple sword pointed at her throat, Feng Xinyao said slightly unwillingly: "I lost!"
Zi took back her sword and said in a sweet voice: "Sister Xinyao admitted it!"
The third semi-finals battle ended and Zi won.
And in a teahouse far away in a corner of Jincheng, the proud and fairy-like old man just now was playing chess with a woman in her twenties.
The woman usually wears a hat, Xiaojiu can only see the back now, but the long golden hair makes me fascinated.
"Master, I lost again."
"My disciple has made great progress. The game over there happened to be over, and we won money again. We can buy some wine and play chess." The old man said with a slight smile.
"Didn't Master say that Feng Xinyao would lose soon? Why does it take so long? I've never seen Master make a mistake in his calculations?" the woman was curious.
"Hey, it's strange to say that this time it's really a bit off. Could it be that Feng Xinyao had a strange encounter recently?"
The woman stood up and took the old man's hand and said coquettishly, "Master, how about you help my disciple tell fortunes?"
"Okay, okay, I've calculated your divination a long time ago! Huh? Weird? There are two numbers in your life? Is this such a rare thing?"