It was ever-changing!
Qingcheng Monastery's ultimate sword technique was ever-changing! This move gathered all the physical strength and true qi of the caster. After Qin Ge used this move, he couldn't move anymore. He couldn't even raise his arm! Therefore, as long as Ming Jian blocked this move, the winner would be him.
The sword shadows that were flying around in the sky seemed to be in a mess, but they were vaguely in line with the philosophical rules of the world. The threatening sword qi was already approaching, and cold sweat was already dripping from Ming Jian's forehead. He was only a little bit away! Ming Jian said calmly. The floating feathers of the sword in his hand trembled violently in the wind. Vaguely, Ming Jian's figure was gradually surrounded by a ball of white light that danced from the sword in his hand.
Yes, Ming Jian was surrounded by his own sword light. In the eyes of outsiders, Ming Jian's figure had already disappeared. They could only see a sword light purer than fog where Ming Jian was. At this moment, the sharp sword shadows and sword Qi that burst out from Qin Ge's surroundings pierced into the white light one after another…
"Chi chi chi…"
The sounds of swords colliding with sword Qi rose and fell. Sword shadows constantly pierced into the white light, and sword shadows constantly shot out from the white light. Qin Ge gritted his teeth and continued to brandish the green sword Qi. With every swing of his sword, the paleness of his face became more obvious. Slowly, a demonic red color began to appear on Qin Ge's face, and blood seeped out from the corners of his mouth. However, his hand that was holding the sword still had no intention of stopping, and the sword Qi he swung out became even faster. Finally, Qin Ge could no longer unleash his sword Qi. The sword with the ancient vine hilt fell to the ground with a clang. The hand that was holding the sword was covered in blood. Qin Ge looked at the sword that had fallen to the ground with an apologetic expression. Then, he fell to the ground. His eyes were closed, but his right hand was still pointing at the sword…
The white light dissipated, and Ming Jian's slender figure appeared. However, the current Ming Jian was no longer as carefree as before. His white robe was torn in many places, and there were still some traces of blood in some places. His originally neat hair was scattered by the sword qi, and strands of hair were placed in front of his forehead. His right hand that was holding the long sword trembled slightly, and a pool of red flowed down from the hilt of the long sword...
"Puff!" Ming Jian spat out a large mouthful of blood. Seeing Qin Ge lying unconscious on the ground, Ming Jian didn't even have time to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth. He staggered anxiously to Qin Ge's side and gently carried him up.
Fortunately, the emcee reacted quickly. Seeing that the successor of Qingcheng Sect was lying on the wooden board, and the successor of Wudang Sect was not much better, he did not fall. The emcee seized the opportunity to run up the stage and announce to the crowd,"Ming Jian of Wudang Sect wins this competition! The next match will be held later!" After the emcee finished speaking, he ignored the cheers of the crowd and hurriedly helped Qin Ge down the stage. Originally, the emcee was also prepared to help Ming Jian, but Ming Jian only said indifferently,"He's a sword maniac. He can't abandon his sword!”After saying that, he ignored the emcee and slowly picked up the ancient vine sword and walked behind the emcee. However, just as he got off the stage, Qin Ge, who seemed to be unconscious, suddenly said,"You too! I'll definitely treat you like this in the future!" After saying that, he tilted his head again. This time, he was definitely unconscious. After all, it was not so easy to survive the exhaustion of true energy and physical strength!
Fortunately, after the Qingcheng Sect Leader Li Song's treatment, Qin Ge's complexion began to turn rosy. In the end, Qin Ge had only exhausted his true energy. After this battle, Qin Ge's power had improved. At the same time, it was also at this moment that Ye Jianli truly understood what a sword fanatic was and how deep one's emotions were." With his eyesight, he saw Qin Ge's last look when he fell. There was no regret or regret in that last look, only apology. His target was the longsword with the ancient vine hilt. It was as if he was apologizing to the sword that he should not have let the sword fall to the ground! When Qin Ge woke up, the first thing he said wasn't thanks, but,"Where is my sword?" Ye Jianli wasn't the only one who understood this. There were also the important figures of the various sects and their direct descendants behind them!
Since Qin Ge had already woken up, it was still far from noon, so the Martial Arts Circle Convention had to continue. Soon, the emcee returned to his seat and went on stage."The third round of the competition will begin. Emei Sect's Zhou Yixuan will fight against Beggar's Sect's Xue Que! Please take your places!"
After the emcee finished speaking, the two of them went up the stage. This time, they did not fly up, but stepped on the wooden ladder. Xue Que was in front of Zhou Yixuan, and after they got on the stage, they stood still.
Emei Sect's inheritor, Zhou Yixuan, was an elegant and refined woman. She was twenty-three or twenty-four years old. She wore a long purple dress that accentuated her beautiful figure. As she had been practicing martial arts for a long time, she was slim and graceful. The purple dress reached her feet, and she wore flying shoes. The dress did not reach her throat, and her jade-like collarbones were exposed. They were like two new jades.?Her black hair hung down like a waterfall on her back, tied tightly by a purple hair band. Her delicate face was so tender that it seemed like water could pop out. Her thin chin was a touch of enchanting pink, and above it was a small nose that was like a peak. Beside the straight nose bridge, a pair of sparkling eyes were staring at Xue Que without blinking. Her eyes seemed to be a little drifting, but the pair of willow-like eyebrows under her smooth jade-like forehead unconsciously frowned.
Xue Que was the son of the Beggar's Sect Master, Xue Ren. Whether he was the next Sect Master of Beggar's Sect had nothing to do with the Martial Arts Circle Convention. Although Xue Que's name had the word 'Que' in it, he didn't seem to lack anything. In terms of martial arts, he had mastered 70% of his father's skills except for the Dog-beating Stick Technique that only the Sect Leader knew. Although he didn't look as handsome as Song Yu and Pan An, he was still a rare handsome man. Although his father, Xue Ren, had faintly revealed the meaning of " don't force yourself " in this competition on behalf of Beggar's Sect, since it was " don't force yourself ", he naturally didn't care about the position of the Sect Leader. However, Xue Que wanted to show off in front of his father. However, when Xue Que found out that his opponent was Zhou Yixuan from Emei Sect, he was dumbfounded. There was no other reason for this. It was because Handsome Xue was at the prime of his life-twenty-six or twenty-seven.?There was no doubt that the handsome Xue was in his prime, and Spring was naturally his opponent in this competition. This time, not only was the handsome Xue dumbfounded, he did not even dare to look at Zhou Yixuan. The handsome Xue knew that he had no hope of winning against Zhou Yixuan's Water Splitter. Even though Emei Sect was only proficient in sword techniques, Water-Splitting Spike was proof of Emei Sect's fame.?Even though Emei Sect had lost more than a level of its former glory after many years of inheritance, it was still a symbol of Emei Sect's golden summit.?Therefore, no one dared to underestimate the fact that Emei Sect's successor had abandoned his sword and switched to using Water Splitter to fight the enemy! Besides, so what if he didn't underestimate her? Handsome Xue had his heart set on Zhou Yixuan, so why would he do something so cruel?
This was going to be troublesome! Xue Que thought to himself, I can't just admit defeat, right? How embarrassing! Not only did he lose his father's face, but he also lost his own face. After thinking about it, he could only have a half-real fight. As for the show, it was definitely ruined now…
"Miss Zhou, please! My Flowing Blade is extremely sharp, please be careful!”Xue Que cupped his fists at Zhou Yixuan. The sincerity in his words made Zhou Yixuan instantly have a good impression of Xue Que. She then bowed and said,""Young Master Xue, I have been practicing the Watershed Thorn since I was young. I hope Young Master will be more careful!”
After that, Zhou Yixuan saw that Xue Que was still not moving, so she raised the Water Splitter in her hand and said,""Why isn't Young Master making a move?" She raised her eyebrows and said again,"I'll be waiting!"”After saying that, she pursed her lips and chuckled.
Xue Que could feel the blood in his body flowing backward. Zhou Yixuan's beautiful smile had been deeply imprinted in his heart. He would never forget this smile in his life. He only felt that Zhou Yixuan's smile had stolen his soul, and he could no longer keep the clarity in his heart. He felt his head heat up, and then the hand that was holding the Flowing Blade dragged his entire body toward Zhou Yixuan.
The shyness and awkwardness in Xue Que's eyes did not escape Zhou Yixuan's bright eyes. Zhou Yixuan's mouth curled up inexplicably, and a hint of a smile flashed in her eyes. The two water-dividing thorns drew a dim light and instantly clamped the Flowing Blade. No matter how fascinated Xue Que was by Zhou Yixuan, he reacted instantly. He pulled out the knife, turned around, and retreated. The three actions were done in one go, and the distance between the two was instantly more than ten feet.
Zhou Yixuan was not angry that Flowing Blade had escaped. Instead, she leisurely approached Xue Que with small steps. Xue Que did not dare to underestimate these small steps. Every sect had their own footwork, especially those that had been famous for a long time. Xue Que looked at Zhou Yixuan, who was walking over like a lucky cloud, warily. She was indeed as beautiful as a fairy, and there was an inexplicable smile in her eyes from time to time. Slowly, Xue Que felt like he was being controlled by someone, but he could not figure out what was wrong.
Because while Xue Que's eyes were wandering, Zhou Yixuan's Watershed Spike had already pierced over. A distance of more than three meters was a matter of seconds for a warrior. In the blink of an eye, Zhou Yixuan had already closed in. The Watershed Spike stabbed up and down, and every time it did so, Xue Que's Flowing Blade blocked the Watershed Spike's path without any error. Finally, Zhou Yixuan seemed to be flustered and exasperated. Every time the Watershed Spike was about to be hit by the Flowing Blade, Zhou Yixuan actually used her body to block in front of the Flowing Blade. In this way, for the sake of the spring in his heart, the handsome Xue did not dare to really stab it and could only withdraw his move.
The following matches were even more interesting. Zhou Yixuan seemed to know that Xue Que wouldn't hurt her. Every time the Water Splitter failed, Zhou Yixuan would use her body to block the oncoming Flowing Blade. In fact, Xue Que had thought of scaring Zhou Yixuan, but Zhou Yixuan did not even look at him and continued to use her body to receive the Flowing Blade from Xue Que...
Finally, after a few times, Xue Que could no longer endure it. He suddenly jumped out of the battle with his Flowing Blade and said,"I won't compete, I won't compete. I admit that I lost!”Then, ignoring Zhou Yixuan and the audience's stunned expressions, he jumped off the square stage and said without a doubt," The competition this time had actually turned out like this.
Zhou Yixuan smiled sweetly and murmured,""Idiot, I'm going to eat you for the rest of my life! Humph!" After muttering, he clenched his little fists tightly and raised his head at Xue Que's disappearing back.
"Achoo!" "Achoo!" On the way back to his camp, Xue Que sneezed inexplicably. "Yes, someone must be thinking about me!”Xue Que muttered," Otherwise, why would it be so loud?？？”
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