While several people were talking, the situation on the water changed again.

The water droplets that had originally exploded into a ball began to move again, quickly arranging and combining in mid-air, row by row, column by column, forming an entire cube in a neat and orderly manner.

It can also be regarded as a water cube.

The crystal clear, equally spaced water drops reflected Xiaomeng's plain and beautiful face, shining under the sunlight.

Then, with a wave of the Qiuli Sword in Xiaomeng's hand, these water drops immediately regrouped, one, five, thirteen... arranged in a series in a gradually increasing pattern, looking like an overturned square pyramid.

He ran straight towards the word "rite" that was being recited across from him.

In the subtle slapping sound, the first water droplet broke through the word "Li" and made a hole, and then more and wider water droplets broke through the word "Li" one after another.

In the blink of an eye, the word that Fu Nian had gathered was shattered by the water droplets, leaving only a few fragments.

However, Xiao Meng was still not finished. He controlled the water droplets to form several ovals of different sizes, with Fu Nian's ritual character as the center, and continued to rotate at high speed, continuously impacting every part of the font.

In the end, Fu Nian couldn't continue, and the entire glyph collapsed completely, turning into a puddle of disorderly water and falling into the pool.

Everyone watching the battle on the opposite side was all staring at the water attentively, waiting for Fu Nian's response - this was his only and last chance to fight back, otherwise the sword debate would have ended here.

Of course, Fu Nian would not sit still and wait for death. He immediately waved Tai'a, the mighty sword in his hand, and unusual ripples immediately appeared on the water surface that was hit by the falling water.

It was as if there was an invisible force stirring the water in the pool, and the ripples gradually turned into vortexes, rotating and attracting, pulling in all the scattered water of "Li".

Then the vortex further expanded and completely evolved into a large whirlpool, and even the water droplets controlled by Xiao Meng that hit the word "Li" were swept away and all were caught in it.

These water flows eventually re-condensed and turned into circular platforms scattered dotted on the water surface.

Fu Nian raised Tai'a again in his hand, and the circular platform continued to change. The edge wrinkles rose, and the center was sunken, turning into a lotus leaf. A string of water droplets swirled down along the leaf surface, and finally gathered and condensed at the center.

Turn into a flower that is about to bloom.

"open!"

As Fu Nian shouted loudly, the buds on all the lotus leaves bloomed, and the petals spread out in all directions, lifelike.

Suddenly, it seems that time has come to the season when lotus flowers are in full bloom, which is breathtaking.

Everyone couldn't help but secretly admire Fu Nian's brilliant move.

In terms of difficulty, Xiaomeng's operation is actually more difficult, and Fu Nian's move is more of a trick.

But it doesn't matter if it's tricky, as long as it works.

After Fu Nian saw Xiao Meng show off that dazzling set of operations, he knew that he would never be able to defeat the opponent in terms of internal force control head-on.

In this case, rather than forcefully argue, it is better to sit down and talk.

This is the most suitable choice!

"Knowing the boundless sea, ask when you see a flower."

"Fu Nian is sincere in his studies, and I hope that senior Xiao Meng will not laugh." Fu Nian said loudly to Xiao Meng in a respectful tone.

"Road to Road, very Avenue!"

"It's good that Confucianism has you." Xiao Meng responded lightly, and sheathed her sword directly after saying that.

This means that Xiaomeng feels that this competition can end here and has no intention of continuing to get entangled.

Fu Nian heard the words and immediately replied, "Fu Nian has learned a lesson, thank you, senior."

Then he sheathed his sword and stopped, and the lotus leaves and lotus flowers on the water immediately collapsed and returned to the pool.

At this point, the two of them stopped fighting.

Snapped!

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Fusu immediately applauded and praised loudly:

"Okay, okay!"

"What a great way to ask after seeing a flower, what a great way."

"It's really an amazing skill!"

"Today, Confucianism and Taoism have taught us all a lesson."

After hearing Fusu's impartial evaluation, Li Si immediately asked:

"Sir, the result of this third competition..."

After Fusu looked around at everyone, he responded with a smile, "With such a wonderful competition, I think the outcome is no longer important."

"What do you think, teacher?" After making his judgment, Fusu looked at Gu Xun again.

Gu Xun spread his hands and said, "It's up to you to decide."

As soon as these words came out, the result of this game was determined - a draw!

At this point, Confucianism has two draws and one loss. Overall, it can be regarded as losing this sword debate.

However, the most important third game was not lost, but tied, and received high praise from Fusu, which saved a lot of face.

As far as Fusu was concerned, he wanted to beat Confucianism and express his intention to get close to him, but he also needed Confucianism to express his purpose, which was considered accomplished.

As for Confucianism, it also initially showed its own style in front of Fusu, creating an opportunity to return to the political stage.

Only Li Si felt more uncomfortable.

The goal of attacking the prestige of Confucianism is basically a miscarriage, at least the effect is definitely far less than expected.

And the purpose of testing the depth of Confucianism is almost in vain.

Zhang Liang moved his mouth but did not take any action at all.

Yan Lu did take action, but you couldn't tell how much force he used.

As for Fu Nian...what can you tell by just comparing your internal strength?

Xiao Meng's level of controlling internal energy is definitely far superior to Fu Nian's, but if the two of them really put their hands into action, it's hard to say who will win or lose.

To sum it up simply... it's a waste of time.

But Li Si had no right to question Fusu's decision.

It was considered an advantage, and the Confucians would not object. Fu Nian immediately bowed his hands and said, "Thank you, Master!"

Xiaomeng ignored Fusu, looked at Gu Xun, and asked bluntly:

"how do you say?"

No matter how Fusu announces the verdict, Xiaomeng accepts it.

First of all, Fusu invited her to this competition. In the final analysis, the matter belongs to Fusu, not hers.

Secondly, Fu Nian's performance seemed to her to be quite acceptable, and she didn't care about the so-called victory or defeat.

But the agreement with Gu Xun cannot be ignored casually.

Facing Xiaomeng's questioning, Gu Xun had a headache.

He just thought that Fusu should make the decision about the sword discussion, but he forgot that she was still there.

After pondering for a moment, Gu Xun made a decision.

If she doesn't get what she wants today, I'm afraid it will cause her greater dissatisfaction in the future, so why not compete with her.

Just play with your children.

After deciding to make the decision, Gu Xun no longer hesitated and answered immediately. "If you pass, how do you want to compare?"

"Competing with swordsmanship is also a competition with internal strength!" Xiaomeng directly stated the plan without hesitation.

Gu Xun didn't understand. Comparing these two things together, wouldn't it mean just taking action directly?

Do we need to talk about it separately?

Xiaomeng told Gu Xun what she meant by her actions.

No longer as docile as when she competed with Fu Nian, Xiao Meng drew out the Qiuli Sword with great force. The purple sword energy enveloped the sword like a thick mist, and the invisible internal force spread along the sword and rushed towards the water.

The water in the pool that had calmed down a while ago stirred up waves again, and the water in a large area in front of Xiaomeng was stirred up, churning like boiling water.

Under the witness of everyone, a stream of water separated from the pool water, spread upward and gathered together, and gradually took shape into a human form.

The head, facial features, torso, limbs, clothing, hair... all the components are meticulously detailed, like the most exquisite statues, showing every detail.

On the one hand, everyone watching the battle marveled at Xiao Meng's operation of using internal force to restrain the water flow and transformed into a human form. On the other hand, they were also curious about who the person Yu Xiao Meng created was-a little girl who looked about eight or nine years old, carved from pink and jade.

, so cute.

Only Zhao Gao's expression seemed a little abnormal, as if he remembered something, his eyes vaguely swept over Xiao Meng's natural white hair.

Gu Xun recognized at a glance that this was Xiao Meng from his childhood.

At the same time, he also understood the meaning of Xiaomeng's words just now.

She wanted to use her inner power to control water and transform into a human being, and then use the water human to compete with her sword skills.

I'm afraid no one in the world can do this extremely complex and difficult operation with more than one hand.
To be continued...