The second drum beat stopped, and Cheng Qixue and Luo Bingqian also stood in the ring one after another.

"Sister Cheng, I will do my best!" Luo Bingqian said very seriously, showing off her green thorns.

"Yes, yes." Cheng Qixue happily raised the sword in her hand. The sword she carried this time was an ordinary treasure soldier, and she didn't use the green silk sword, "You go first." ”

"Good!" Luo Bingqian responded very seriously, threw out five rune papers at once, and at the same time drew talismans in the air with both hands, and after the last rune fell, the five rune papers suddenly shattered, differentiating into large and small falcons, flying towards Cheng Qixue.

Chaos Ayato: Thousand Birds Duel!

The flock of birds came suddenly, Cheng Qixue decisively took out her sword, and with two "swishs", she cut off all these birds, and then she sighed: "This is too small and easy, use something powerful!" ”

"Awesome coming!" Luo Bingqian held a piece of rune paper in one hand, rubbed it with two fingers, and the rune paper scattered, but there was no unnecessary change.

Luo Bingqing looked at her feet suddenly, the rune papers she had cut down just now had actually been pieced together into a magic circle under her feet!

The magic circle lit up, and a majestic force of wood surged out.

The circle is shifting, and the wind is howling!

Cheng Qixue immediately blocked the wind with a sword, but she was still pushed into the air by this violent wind. Luo Bingqian chased after him, and at the same time threw out five more rune papers, and once again drew a magic circle in the air.

"The wind leads to the cold, and the cold wind is biting."

The cold wind blew the air into frost, and the frost turned into ice picks, smashing towards Cheng Qixue overwhelmingly. And at this moment, Cheng Qixueren was in the air, and he had no way to borrow his strength, so he could only release the yuan force, let his body jump up a distance, avoiding most of the ice picks, and then he danced the sword flower in his hand, only hearing the sound of "ding ding ding", and each ice pick was shattered into broken ice by the sword qi.

Luo Bingqian, who was below, exerted his strength again and sent out a wind blade with a formation. Cheng Qixue resisted the wind with her sword, tossed and turned in the air, and then fell back to the ground lightly with the wind.

Luo Bingqian chased to the edge of the ring and looked at Cheng Qixue blankly.

Cheng Qixue looked at Luo Bingqian in the stands, "oops", as if she wanted to show a look of chagrin, but she laughed: "I accidentally jumped out of the ring, I lost." Then she left in a dashing manner amid the uproar.

Even the presiding ceremonial officer was stunned for a while before announcing: "Luo Bingqian, win!" ”

The Heavenly Sword Mountain was stunned for a moment before cheering. Mo Zhiyu trembled when he saw the face that had not changed for a thousand years, and listened to him mutter: "Why ......"

Mo Zhiyu ate the watermelon quietly, smiling in his heart, Cheng Qixue's acting was too fake, this senior brother may have to struggle for a while before he can think of the reason why Cheng Qixue did this.

Hu Hansan took the communication charm and said with emotion: "Old fox, you have won again, this has made you win the bet!" ”

Mo Zhiyu shook his head with a smile and said, "Why can't you even see it?" ”

Hu Hansan looked at him suspiciously, and Mo Zhiyu said, "What are the odds of this one?" ”

Hu Hansan said: "Buy Miss Cheng to win, one to two, buy Uncle Xiao to win, one to eight." Then he came to his senses, shook his head and admired, "Miss Cheng is really worthy of being a businessman, with a five-fold turnover, this is really a pot full of wins." ”

Mo Zhiyu saw that Wuyan heard the conversation on their side, and the face that had not changed for a thousand years trembled again.

This second game ended dramatically, and Mo Zhiyu got up and relaxed, ready to go down. Then he saw Luo Bingqian coming back with an unhappy face, so he smiled and patted her on the shoulder and walked out of the pergola.

Then, he heard the official read aloud: "Dong Dangan abstains, ink delusion, win!" ”

So Luo Bingqian's previous expression in the ring reappeared on Mo Zhiyu's face, Luo Bingqian smiled and walked over and patted him on the shoulder.

Hu Hansan was stunned as he held the communication charm, he just placed a bet, and this won?

A disciple hurried over and handed a strip of cloth to Wuyan. Wuyan opened the cloth and glanced at it lightly, then got up and walked to Mo Zhiyu's side and handed the cloth to Mo Zhiyu. Mo Zhiyu opened the cloth and saw that it was written: "Dong Dangan had a sudden inspiration and decided to retreat to study music and quit the competition." ”

Mo Zhiyu shook his eyebrows, and he didn't know where to start complaining, this music idiot is also stupid.

The first day of the finals came to an end, the first one was still unfinished, the second drama ended, and the third ended before it started, which made people sigh again and again.

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On the second day, because of the many reasons of the first day, it was inevitable that the people watching the game would not be interested. And because Dong Dangan withdrew yesterday, Cheng Qixue, who was going to compete with Dong Dangan today, won directly, which made her unhappy. Then Luo Yiying said that he would not fight with girls, and Luo Bingqian won directly, which made Luo Bingqian look depressed.

In the end, there was only one game left today, Mo Zhiyu vs. Mo Ziyan.

Because of some of the previous things, Mo Zhiyu can be regarded as a little famous; And Mo Ziyan also became famous because of a wonderful duel with Luo Yiying yesterday; So this only game is still quite interesting.

The drums sounded, and Mo Zhiyu and Mo Ziyan stepped into the ring one after another, saluting each other politely. Then the drumming stops and the game begins.

Unlike yesterday's match between Luo Yiying and Mo Ziyan, no one cheered in this game, everyone held their breath and nervously waited for the result.

But the field is quiet, and the stage is quieter. Mo Zhiyu looked at Mo Ziyan quietly, looking at Mo Ziyan's lonely eyes with coldness, how lonely should this heart be, to have such eyes? He couldn't believe the look that a thirteen-year-old would have.

And the two people on this stage looked at each other for half an hour. The scorching sun made everyone watching the game impatient. Some disciples of the sect began to shout: "Fight, why don't you fight?" ”

The atmosphere became more and more scorching, and even the voice of the ceremonial officer could not be suppressed. Mo Zhiyu listened to the voice of the audience and looked at Mo Ziyan's eyes, those eyes have not changed from beginning to end.

What a calm person.

Mo Zhiping raised the ink knife, slowly clenched the handle, slowly drew the knife, and with a "Qiang Langlang" sound of drawing the knife, he smiled and said: "If you don't compare, it will be dark." ”

Mo Ziyan didn't answer his words, but he also clenched the hilt of his sword, which was considered a tacit acquiescence.

"Boom!" "Wow!"

The drawing of the sword and the drawing of the sword ended at the same time, and the fierce and cold breath was stimulated at the same time, and the hot temperature instantly dropped. On top of the ring, the frozen ground quickly spread out from the soles of Mo Ziyan's feet.

But these two columns of icicles are not over, they actually draw a circle around the ink delusion, and they are drawing a magic circle! - Next chapter