There was no politeness at all. The two held hands and looked at each other quietly.
Instantly. Take action at the same time.
Colorful clothes fluttered like colorful butterflies gliding across the sky.
The light of the sword is cold. The whistling wind fills the air with murderous intent.
The feather fan folded and faced the sword light. They touched and slid past. The "clang clang clang" sparked dazzling sparks. The two bodies touched each other and flew past. Their weapons touched. Their palms were already facing each other. Three palm strikes in a row. Each bounced backwards. Flying. Landing steadily on the ground. Breathing slightly. Expression unchanged.
Although there were only a dozen or so moves, the people in the audience were already sweating coldly. Some of the timid ones couldn't even bear to look directly. They simply turned their faces away, fearing that their little hearts could not bear such stimulation.
"Ding."
There was a crisp clashing sound. The feather fan was held horizontally in the hand. The sword's spine was filled with cold light. It reflected Zhuo Qingyi's cold and solemn face and Hua Nongdie's rare quiet seriousness.
Feeling that Hua Nongdie's breath was unsteady, Zhuo Qingyi's face showed a proud arc. His wrist turned over. The sword engraved with ancient patterns brushed against the feather fan. Amidst the sound of gold and stone breaking, feathers flew, and the antique sword edge was wiped towards Hua Nong. Butterfly's wrist is as fast as lightning.
Hua Nongdie's wrist trembled slightly. She blocked the sword attack. She retracted her feather fan and jumped back. She stayed slightly away from Zhuo Qingyi to give herself a chance to breathe.
Amidst the countless fighting sounds, no one could clearly see how the two men fought. Only the white and cold light and the flying feathers in the sky told the intensity of the battle.
Since Zhuo Qingyi took the position of the leader of the martial arts alliance, he has rarely used weapons. He is a humble man and likes to make friends from all over the world. He has a wide network of contacts. But no one knows the extent of his martial arts. Today's display has made the world famous. Everyone's eyes were opened and their hearts were filled with admiration.
His sword was so fast that he could not see the shaking of the tip of the sword. His figure was elegant and handsome. He was worthy of being a handsome man and son-in-law who attracted countless women in the world when he was young. His style was not diminished at all.
Hua Nongdie is also very fast. Compared with Zhuo Qingyi, he has less time accumulation and is more arrogant and impulsive. Compared with Zhuo Qingyi, he is cunning and calculating. Although Hua Nongdie is bold in his attacks, he is not as ruthless as Zhuo Qingyi. Spicy. In the invisible confrontation, the momentum is much weaker.
The cold eyes and the weird smile bloomed at the corner of the lips. It was a mockery. It was a sneer. It was a silent satire on Hua Nongdie. Zhuo Qingyi raised his skill to the extreme. The sword light went straight to Hua Nongdie's throat. He wanted to take the flower. Kill the butterfly to relieve the anger in your heart.
He is fast. There are people faster than him.
No one could see how he appeared.
That hand seemed to be stretched out from the sky. Everyone felt that their eyes were blurred. There were already more figures on the ring. Two fingers stretched out and grasped the tip of the green-edged sword that showed the cold light.
Light. Just like holding a falling feather.
Although the sword edge stopped, the sword energy did not stop. The sword energy rushed straight to the ground. The steps made of bluestone were split open. The rocks broke through the air and scattered in all directions. "Ouch" screams continued from the audience.
Rolling dust waves and gravel flying. A black figure slowly reveals his tall figure. Black gold mask. No one can see his beautiful face. He is arrogant and cold. His fearless eyes look directly at Zhuo Qingyi. His whole body He was full of momentum and arrogantly displayed his unrivaled strength.
Cheng Yaojin appeared halfway.
Zhuo Qingyi frowned.
Hua Nongdie blinked her eyes and looked at the man in front of her. The corners of her lips suddenly showed a happy arc. "Now that you are here, I can retire with success."
After that, without waiting for Zhuo Qingyi to say anything, he got off the ring and disappeared into the crowd.
The smile on Xue Xichen's lips became even brighter.
I have finally waited for this moment.
Isn't it time for her to prepare to appear?
Just by looking at Xue Xichen's expression, he could guess what she was up to. Feng Qingge couldn't help but frown. He still didn't understand. Xue Xichen seizes the position of leader of the martial arts alliance with such great fanfare just to find out. Is it about the Tiger Order?
It seems... a bit unnecessary.
"Who are you?"
Zhuo Qingyi looked at the man in front of him who was wrapped in darkness. His eyebrows were furrowed. Although he had never seen him before, the man in front of him gave him an extremely familiar feeling. It was as if they had been together in his life. I met you at a certain time, place and moment...
"Night Shadow."
It was just two words, but it was a huge atomic bomb that instantly exploded among the crowd.
"Ye Ying, he is Ye Ying"
"Ye Ying is the one who is as famous as Xue Gehen and specializes in killing underworld evil spirits."
"Oh my god. He is Ye Ying. He is so young."
"Idiot. What you should be amazed at is not his youth. It's that he has such profound internal strength at such a young age. He is actually able to catch Alliance Leader Zhuo's sword..."
For a time, there was a lot of discussion.
Zhuo Qingyi's frown deepened. He had thought that Xue Gehen would disrupt the situation. But he never thought that Ye Ying would show up to seize the throne.
Ye Ying has always gone his own way and only targeted the underworld. Why did he appear in the arena of the alliance leader battle?
Could it be that Ye Ying is also here to compete for the position of leader?
Phantom's next actions seemed to confirm Zhuo Qingyi's guess.
"Leader Zhuo, I am here only for the position of leader of the martial arts league. Please"
Zhuo Qingyi's expression suddenly changed when he heard this.
"Yeah. I said how boring it is for you to fight and kill all day long."
Following the careless female voice, the woman in purple swayed slowly and stepped onto the ring step by step. Behind her was the man in red. His eyebrows were tightly knitted. He stared at the back of the woman in purple with a serious face. The concern in his eyes was beyond words.
"Who are you?"
Zhuo Qingyi frowned and looked at Xue Xichen, who looked leisurely and contented. "This is an important place for martial arts competitions. How can we allow others to enter without permission?"
"The fact that I can come up means that no one is stopping me."
Xue Xichen smiled and pointed at the "corpses" lying in a circle under the ring. She was satisfied to see Zhuo Qingyi's face becoming more and more serious.
Zhuo Qingyi's face was livid and he yelled angrily, "Who are you? Why did you do this to Zhuo's servant?"
"Ah, Leader Zhuo, don't be angry. You are prone to wrinkles if you get angry often."
Xue Xichen had a playful face but was not serious. She tilted her head and said with a smile, "Although the little girl is not good at academics, it coincides with this martial arts event. The little girl has to come here to join in the fun no matter what. I will continue to serve as the leader of He Zhuo Alliance. This martial arts leader, this little girl has specially prepared a small gift. I hope Leader Zhuo will accept it."
"Giving gifts."
Naturally, Zhuo Qingyi would not believe Xue Xichen's lies. Did anyone give gifts like this? It would be enough to disturb the situation.
Zhuo Qingyi snorted coldly and said with an expressionless face: "Girl, you are kind. Zhuo understands it. But the ring is heavy and the sword has no eyes. Girl, please get off the ring quickly. Don't hurt yourself."
"Leader Zhuo, you are so kind-hearted. You are still worried about others. I am really touched." Xue Xichen said with a bright smile, but everyone could see that her words did not come from her. Sincerely. She said with a smile: "Leader Zhuo, don't rush me away in such a hurry. I haven't given you my gift yet."