Mo Si flipped his wrist and found the spiritual knife in his hand.

"Ouch!" Everyone in the stands was amazed.

It turned out that Mo Si had a pair of swords in his hands. Two spiritual knives were rare, but his was even more unique. The bottoms of the handles of the two knives were connected by a metal chain.

Yue Fengyang had seen two spiritual knives before, but this was the first time he saw one connected by a metal chain. "What a strange spiritual sword!"

"This is considered normal. I have also seen spiritual knives as big as daggers!" the official said.

In the arena.

"How about we just compete in sword skills?" Mo Si asked.

Han Luan nodded. He had just practiced a swordsmanship routine and was very good at it. Naturally, he was not afraid of Mo Si. With a flick of his wrist, the spiritual sword rushed towards Mo Si's door.

Mo Si was older and had a lot of experience. He stepped up and leaned to avoid the knife. He raised the knife in his right hand and followed with the knife in his left hand. He used the metal chain connected between the two knives to swipe it around Han Luan's neck, and then hit it with his right hand.

Then he wrapped his wrists around Han Luan's neck, turned behind Han Luan, and moved down an area. Han Luan was strangled by the neck. The spirit knife let go, and he grabbed the metal chain with both hands and struggled to break free.

, but Mo Si tightened the metal chain tighter and tighter.

Crunch~crunch~

The sound of the metal chains twisting was very harsh.

Could it be that Mo Si wanted to kill Han Luan? Everyone on the stage had their hearts in their throats.

However, Mo Si did not kill him. He suddenly relaxed his right hand, wrapped it around again, and let go of Han Luan's neck. Although Han Luan's life was not in danger, he almost fainted from being strangled and temporarily lost his fighting ability.

, Mo Si kicked Han Luan's stomach with his right foot, knocking Han Luan off the ring.

Yue Fengyang was surprised that this swordsmanship routine actually had such combat effectiveness!

Mo Si walked towards the spiritual sword that Han Luan had left behind, and then glanced at Han Luan lying under the ring, "You have a vicious heart, I will cut off your spiritual sword today to avoid future troubles!".

After saying that, Mo Si raised his two swords high and slashed them down suddenly.

Dang! Click!

Han Luan's spiritual sword was cut into three pieces. Under the ring, Han Luan spurted out a mouthful of blood and passed out.

"Okay!" someone shouted in the stands.

Then someone clapped, and gradually the applause became louder.

"How's it going? This martial arts competition will open your eyes. You can fight with swordsmanship, martial arts, and routines. It just depends on whether you know how to use them! Haha." The official said with a smile.

Yue Fengyang nodded. Indeed, before he had a spiritual knife, he would practice routines, but he didn't think routines had any combat effectiveness. They were just for physical fitness. Looking at it now, he really has a narrow vision!

While he was thinking wildly, His Highness the Fifth Prince slowly walked over. The receptionist official and Xu Gang hurriedly stood up and saluted, and Yue Fengyang also stood up.

The Fifth Prince waved his hand, motioning Yue Fengyang to sit down, and sat next to him.

The actions of His Highness the Fifth Prince immediately attracted countless attentions. One after another looked at Yue Fengyang with different thoughts, some were confused, some were surprised, some were envious, and some were jealous.

"I'm one year older than you, how about I call you Brother Fengyang?" His Highness the Fifth Prince said with a smile.

"His Highness can just call me by my name. How dare I call him brother?" Yue Fengyang cupped his hand.

"It doesn't matter. We don't care about our origins, but only our abilities. Brother Fengyang, how about one day when we can discuss and learn alchemy skills?"

"It all depends on His Highness's arrangement."

"Brother Fengyang, what do you think about this martial arts tournament?".

"I only take first place!" Yue Fengyang said proudly.

As soon as he said these words, some of the surrounding players couldn't help but turn their heads. They all wanted to see who could speak such wild words!

His Highness Fifth Highness coughed, and the contestants turned back in a hurry.

"Brother Feng Yang is domineering, but I just don't know how to grasp it?".

"It's hard to say now, because this time I will only challenge the last undefeated person in the ring."

"Okay! I must cheer for Brother Fengyang. If you win the championship in one fell swoop, I will sworn sworn sworn vows to Jinlan with you!".

"Wow!" There was a commotion in the nearby stands. His Highness the Fifth Prince's words caused quite a stir. Yue Fengyang became the center of attention again. Everyone wanted to see who could sworn sworn brothers with His Highness the Fifth Highness. There was also Zhong Chang among them.

Hao Ge, he came a little late. After seeing Yue Fengyang, he wanted to come over, but His Highness the Fifth Prince got there first, so he had to find a seat far away.

At this moment, someone finally spoke under the ring, "What a great trick, I'm here to ask for advice!" A young man flew up.

This man was in his early twenties, with a medium build, a narrow waist and a narrow back. He was dressed in a blue robe. His face was as clear as a sculpture, and his angular face was extremely handsome.

Mo Si held two swords, cupped his hands and said, "Welcome, may I ask your name?"

"I am from Liuli County, my name is Wei Sheng'an. I have a third-level swordsmanship to protect my state of mind. I dare to ask for advice." Wei Sheng'an flipped his wrist, that's it!

Yue Fengyang and His Majesty the Fifth Prince both smiled slightly, and there was another double spiritual sword!

Mo Si's eyes were slightly narrowed, and he looked at Wei Sheng'an with great interest, as if he had some like-minded intentions, he opened his swords to the left and right, and took a stance.

Wei Sheng'an also had two swords, but there was no connection between his two swords. Wei Sheng'an was young and energetic, and he hit Mo Si's chest with his two swords. Mo Si stepped up to the left and hit his body with both swords.

Wei Sheng'an withdrew the knife, and Mo Si used his left hand knife to swipe at Wei Sheng'an. As soon as Wei Sheng'an saw the knife coming, he crossed his swords in front of his chest and leaned down to avoid the blade.

Both of them were very cautious. They defended first and then attacked. The four spiritual knives flew up and down. They met their opponents and encountered talents. It was hard to tell the winner for a moment.

This kind of stalemate battle is actually the most interesting and more suspenseful, but it is also tiring to fight for a long time, and both sides are out of breath.

With a feint, Wei Sheng'an jumped back. Mo Si also understood this and jumped to the side, adjusting their breathing.

After a moment, the two of them said at the same time: "Sword skills!".

As soon as he finished speaking, Wei Sheng'an raised his two swords in front of his chest, with the handles at eye level, and shouted: "God's lightning flash!".

I saw a bang bang bang between the two swords! Electric light shot out, and an electric arc shot out from between the two swords, twisting up and down, and struck Mo Si.

On Mo Si's side, he alternately grasped the metal chain between the two knives with both hands, and rotated the two knives, whirring! The sound of wind was everywhere. I saw his hands loosen, and the rotating double knives were suspended in front of him. Mo Si raised his hands

Putting it on his chest, he pushed forward hard, and the high-speed rotating double knives quickly flew towards Wei Sheng'an.

"Strangulation!" Mo Si shouted.

Due to the high-speed rotation and air friction, the pair of knife wheels slowly turned red, and finally a ball of flame emerged.

In an instant, the electric arc hit the flame wheel, and crackling electric sparks sputtered everywhere. The two energies competed with each other. It was like fireworks were set off in the middle of the ring, which was quite beautiful.

Both of these two people were very tenacious, and they kept pouring the power of their souls into their spiritual knives. The arcs twisted in all directions, and the flames soared into the sky. The high-speed rotating double-knife roulette wheel, with the arc, even covered the surrounding space.

It was distorted, and the scene there gradually changed its shape.

closer

People in the stands took refuge one after another. They could not bear the scorching temperature and the roaring arcs.

"If this stalemate continues, wouldn't it mean that the power of the soul will be exhausted!" His Highness the Fifth Prince said.

"I think it's a draw!" Yue Fengyang nodded.

On the ring, both sides had tried their best, but there was still no winner. Both men's bodies began to tremble, and their faces turned pale. It was obvious that they were overdrawing the last bit of their soul power.

Another minute passed.

With a loud bang!, the attacks from both sides dissipated into thin air in a muffled sound that resounded throughout the martial arts arena.

Plop! Plop!

Mo Si and Wei Sheng'an both fell to the ground, neither moving.

People in the stands were stunned. Who is winning and who is losing?

The referee jumped on the ring and looked at the two men. They were alive and well, but they were both weak and fainted.

"Deuce!" the referee shouted.

"Someone calls for a fight again!" The referee jumped off the ring.

Yue Fengyang and His Highness the Fifth looked at each other, and His Highness extended his thumb.

Just like that, you sing and I appear on the stage, the champions are constantly changing, and when the sky is getting dark, the referee announces that today's competition is over.

"Brother Feng Yang, where do you live?" His Highness asked.

"Wuzhang County Reception."

"I have a carriage, I'll give it to you."

"I don't dare. It's just a walk from Fengyang. Besides, I've never seen the night view of Zhongguang City. It's just for fun."

His Highness the Fifth nodded, "In that case, see you tomorrow and say goodbye!".

"Your Highness, Fifth Prince, walk slowly!" Yue Fengyang held his hand.

Yue Fengyang and the receptionist officer strolled around chatting and shopping. Zhongguang City was not lonely at night. There were people buying and selling, people carrying baskets, and people carrying burdens. It was very lively, not inferior to the daytime.

I bought some trinkets, including women's headdresses, to give to Sanmei. I also bought a jar of good wine and a lot of cooked meat, which are of course Ao Xiong's favorites.

After returning to the reception area, Xu Gang went back to his room to rest. His strength had not yet fully recovered, so he needed to exercise and recuperate.

After gathering everyone in his room, Yue Fengyang took out the headdress and gave it to Sanmei. Sanmei naturally liked it and tried it on in the mirror.

After the food and wine were laid out, a few more foods were brought to the reception desk, and everyone started eating and drinking. Yue Fengyang was like a storyteller, telling the story of today's martial arts competition in a wonderful way.
To be continued...