
“It's okay.” Ling Chuxi lowered Xiaobai and gave it to Princess Wu. “Hold Xiaobai for me first. Yichen, the other party shouted like this, I can't go up, it's completely unexplainable. No Worry. "Ling Chuxi smiled at Ling Yichen, then touched Xiaobai's head, and turned around and jumped lightly into the ring.
In fact, Ling Chuxi was facing Chu Jianyi, she did not have the confidence to defeat him. However, Ling Chuxi had never been a daunted person, nor was he a person who easily admitted defeat.
When Ling Chuxi went to the ring, the people below regained their composure. Seeing Chu Jianyi's complicated eyes, this fellow, don't you really want to challenge all the masters one by one today? Shao Nansong was the first master of Fengyun College, but he lost that way. Could Ling Chuxi be stronger than Shao Nansong?
Ling Chuxi stood quietly in the ring, waiting for Chu Jian to make his sword……
"Ling Chuxi, hurry up, you have no seeds, hurry up!" Chu Jianyi waved his long sword and howled.
Ling Chuxi: "..."
Everyone in the ring: "..."
Ling Chuxi was a big man, couldn't he see it? Still clamoring.
"Hello ..." Ling Chuxi looked at Chu Jianyi, who was still howling, and finally could not help but say, "I'm coming."
“Ah?” Chu Jianyi turned to God and looked at Ling Chuxi, “Who are you?”
"I'm Ling Chuxi ..." Ling Chuxi was slightly speechless and replied angrily.
"Are you a girl? !!!" Chu Jian shouted out loudly, and his tone was unbelievable, "Isn't Ling Chuxi male?"
“Who said I'm a boy?” Ling Chuxi asked with a frown.
Chu Jian froze for a moment, then scratched his head: "It seems like no one told me." It was his subjective awareness that Ling Chuxi was a man, so he could only summon what he had yet to plant to stimulate the other party. As a result, he was slightly stunned when he saw that the other party was actually female.
it's cute! Ling Chuxi defined Chu Jianyi with two words. This baby's face is really stupid.
"Even if you were a woman, I wouldn't be merciful. In the world of warriors, there was no difference between a man and a woman, come and pull a sword!" Chu Jian turned around, and the silly expression on the puppet's face was gone. It was a serious and calm face.
Ling Chuxi stood still, staring at the other party, not daring at all.
On the competition platform, two figures stood quietly, and the wind that swept across the earth seemed to freeze at this moment.
Everyone on the stage had an overwhelming feeling, as if everything in the world had disappeared, only these two people existed.
"You are a good opponent." Chu Jian looked at Ling Chuxi for a long time and said slowly.
His eyes were full of shock, and I remembered that when facing Shao Nansong, Chu Jianyi only had boundless arrogance, and he did not place it in his eyes from start to finish. So what does it mean to say this right now, is Ling Chuxi even stronger than Shao Nansong, who is known as the first person at Fengyun College. Is this possible?
In his shocked eyes, Chu Jianyi had raised the Wufeng Sword, and once again erupted like a mountain.
Everyone's heart closed involuntarily, just now, he used such a sword to force Shao Nansong to admit defeat in such a humiliating manner.
“You too.” However, the seemingly gentle girl on the stage did not move at all, and her eyes were as calm as water.
The sword of dust that fell down silently came out from its sheath, twinkling through the cold autumn water, but it was as calm as his expression.
The students suddenly discovered that at this moment, the two were very similar, calm, calm, and focused.
Suddenly Chu Jian suddenly shouted, and a sword fell towards Ling Chu Xi. This sword force was even greater than the one he had just defeated Shao Nansong.
There was an exclamation at the end of the stage, and the strongest blow was actually taken from the beginning. Chu Jian paid a lot of attention to Ling Chuxi.
Ling Chuxi's gaze condensed like electricity, watching Wu Fengjian enlarge indefinitely in his field of vision, but his body did not move.
His opponent consisted of eight levels, but he only had seven levels, he wanted to win, based only on stronger combat control and battle power than his opponent. No matter how strong his strength was, or how wonderful martial arts were, there would always be weaknesses, as long as these weaknesses were discovered, it was not a miracle to defeat the strong.
This is easy to say, but not easy to do. Chu Jian's understanding of the battle situation and control over his fighting spirit could be seen from his easy victory over Shao Nansong right now.
All of Ling Chuxi's thoughts and spirit, and all of his spiritual awareness, had risen to the peak at this moment.
Wufeng's sword fell long, it didn't look fast, but it completely blocked all of Ling Chuxi's routes, even the spectators below the audience had illusions, as if under the long sword's shroud, it was, except for blocking with all strength, there was nowhere to go back.
Time has become so long, everyone's heart is mentioned in the throat.
But Ling Chuxi on the stage remained silent, she was waiting for an opportunity.
Finally, the glory of the falling dust sword in his hand lit up and moved, and finally finding its weakness, this was his only chance.
In a clear voice, the two swords intersected and emitted a small spark, only a small spark, but the two of them on the stage were hit by large stones and each took two steps back.
"The only weakness Wufeng Jianyi has discovered by you. Ever since I practiced this sword, you are still the first person." Chu Jianyi looked at Ling Chuxi, and his stone-like face finally showed surprise. The color, then said with appreciation.
Ling Chuxi smiled faintly. He discovered Wufeng Jianyi's only weakness, but he was only tied to Chu Jian. Ling Chuxi was well aware of how big the gap between the eighth and seventh floors of fighting spirit was. .
“Try my sword again.” Chu Jian suddenly looked up into the sky, and Xiaofeng shrugged his shoulders diagonally above his shoulders, and once again cut him off.
Sword Wufeng, who had no brilliance at all, seemed to be emitting a sharp cold light at this moment.Under the power of the great sword, almost everyone near the stands was scared, and everyone was scared, they stepped back unconsciously.
“Cautious.” Ling Yichen could not help but say it. Even he, he was not sure he could take such a sword.
Ling Chuxi was also slightly immersed in his heart, tightly holding onto the falling dust sword.
“I will not lose, I will never lose.” There was a voice in my heart, Ling Chuxi's eyes were emitting a light that had never been seen before. Become very clear.
"Boom", the two swords crossed again, and in the confrontation of fighting spirit, a burst of gas suddenly exploded, rolling up the dust, blocking the figure of the two.
“How, who wins and who loses?” The dust went with the wind, and everyone looked towards the stage.
On the competition stage, Ling Chuxi and Chu Jian stood at every corner, and a shallow hole appeared on the ground in the middle, showing just how intense the battle between the two had just erupted.