Yan Yunwu, who had the upper hand, was unyielding. She raised her sword and launched a violent attack. The sword in her hand brought fierce and violent sword energy and poured it towards Mo Fan.
The power of her sword opened and closed widely, and the aroused energy enveloped a large area around her, making the atmosphere on the sword trial platform suddenly become extremely heated!
What's damning is that while attacking, she didn't forget to taunt her opponent: "Ms. Mo, don't say I look down on you. If you can, don't run away and fight with me. Whoever runs away will be a turtle bastard!"
It was obviously an extremely clumsy way of provoking an opponent, but Mo Fan really didn't regret it. His face turned red and veins popped out on his forehead, and he waved his rapier left and right to parry the opponent's wild attacks.
However, his strength was only about the same as that of Yan Yunwu. Now he was using his own shortcomings against the enemy's strong points. However, after three or five rounds, his decline was already revealed. Yan Yunwu saw the opportunity and blasted him away with his sword. He was almost defeated.
Rolled out of the sword testing platform.
According to the rules of the competition, if one party falls off the sword testing platform, it is considered a loser.
Yan Yunwu did not take advantage of the victory to pursue her opponent and completely overwhelm her opponent. She held the sword in front of her with both hands and said coldly: "Mo Fan, I advise you not to have any wishful thinking. With your ability, you still want me to marry you? In the next life.
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There is such an inside story!?
The Sword Sect disciples in the audience were all dumbfounded, and some couldn't help laughing. It seemed that the two of them were not very familiar with each other. I really don't know how the sect's deacon managed to draw the two of them together.
The originally solemn atmosphere suddenly became much more relaxed.
Maybe it was because Yan Yunwu was over-stimulated. Mo Fan, who almost lost on the sword trial stage, calmed down instead. He took a deep breath and used his body skills to suddenly disappear from the edge of the sword trial stage without a trace.
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Pieces of green light sword shadows burst out, covering Yan Yunwu from all directions, and Mo Fan hid his figure in the sword shadows, making it difficult to see through without good eyesight.
A trace of evil energy flashed across Yan Yunwu's face, and he had to swing his sword to slash left and right to block.
But this time, Mo Fan no longer had a head-to-head contest with her. The sword shadow was destroyed with no force at the touch, but one level was destroyed and the other level reappeared, and the continuous flow seemed endless.
Yan Yunwu's sword force changed accordingly. The big sword slashed, slashed, and moved around her body, not giving her opponent any chance to take advantage of her.
Her steps became extremely heavy and slow, and every move seemed to be very laborious. When she swung the big sword, she unleashed a strong sword force that seemed like a solid wall of fire. It blocked all attacks!
The battle between the two sides fell into a stalemate.
After struggling for almost half a stick of incense, Yan Yunwu seemed to be extremely impatient, and a flaw suddenly appeared when the sword was being swung to block.
Mo Fan immediately seized the opportunity and took advantage of the situation, using the rapier to attack the vital point!
Oops! Qin Yun couldn't help shouting in his heart.
He was not worried about Yan Yunwu, but he couldn't bear to see Mo Fan fall into the trap again, because Yan Yunwu's flaw would definitely lure the enemy deeper and perfectly grasp Mo Fan's eagerness to win.
Clang!
The thin sword was hit hard by the big sword and knocked away. Yan Yunwu's steps suddenly became extremely flexible. She turned sideways and walked straight into the arms of Mo Fan who rushed in, knocking him away immediately!
Bang!
Mo Fan was caught off guard and fell heavily to the ground.
Before he could jump up to fight again, Yan Yunwu's sword was already resting on his shoulder. The sword's edge lightly touched the tender neck skin, leaving a shallow blood mark!
Lost! Mo Fan's face suddenly turned pale, and the weapon in his hand fell to the ground.
There were sighs in the audience, and most of the disciples supported Mo Fan, hoping that he could defeat the arrogant and domineering Yan Yunwu, but unfortunately, it backfired.
"Yan Yunwu wins!"
Yan Yunwu smiled proudly, did not utter any more sarcasm, and walked down the sword testing platform with the big sword on his shoulder.
On the contrary, many female disciples from the same sect cheered loudly for her.
Next, the sect's deacon came back on stage and once again selected the candidates for the second competition.
At the same time, there were scenes of fighting between dragons and tigers on each of the other four sword-testing stages. From morning to afternoon, the duel battles continued. People were constantly promoted and people were eliminated, leaving the top of Fuyun Mountain sadly.
I don’t know whether it was good luck or not enough. Qin Yun was never drawn and spent the whole day as a spectator.
However, this also opened his eyes and saw many capable and strong men among his disciples. Their swordsmanship and tactics had many things that Qin Yun could learn from and figure out.
The competition continued the next day, until near noon, he finally heard his name.
"Scene 56, Qin Yun vs. Dongfang Chongyang!"
Qin Yun suddenly became energetic. He stood up with the Qinggang Sword in his hand and jumped onto the sword testing platform with his legs full of strength.
Dongfang Chongyang is about eighteen or nineteen years old. He is tall and has an ordinary appearance. He is the kind of person who cannot be found in a crowd. The weapon he uses is the same long sword as Qin Yun.
Qin Yun had never heard of this opponent's name, but he would never despise the opponent because of this, because Qin Yun could not see the level of strength of Dongfang Chongyang at all.
Using techniques such as the Breath Condensation Technique can make it difficult for people to see through the truth, but the Eastern Double Ninth Festival gave Qin Yun an unusual feeling, and his inner vigilance suddenly arose.
Dongfang Chongyang first saluted Qin Yun, with a calm attitude that was neither humble nor arrogant: "Junior brother, please give me some advice!"
"Please give me some advice, senior brother!" Qin Yun returned the favor with his sword.
The next moment, Dongfang Chongyang suddenly took a step forward, and his whole body was like a sword unsheathed, suddenly revealing its sharp edge. The fierce momentum immediately made Qin Yun feel great pressure.
Interesting! A flash of light flashed across Qin Yun's eyes. He didn't expect that his first opponent was actually a hidden figure.
The explosive momentum of Dongfang Double Ninth Festival not only had an impact on Qin Yun, but even affected the people watching the battle in the audience.
"Hey, Dongfang Chongyang is not famous, but it looks very strong!"
"I remember that he was from Ting Taofeng, but I don't know who his master is."
"Who do you think the two of them will win? Dongfang Chongyang has the strength of the eighth level of Qi Refining, and he actually came to participate in the middle-grade swordsman assessment. Alas, I think I have no chance this time!"
"Who knows..."
Many disciples were talking about it, but only a white-clothed swordsman sitting further away among the crowd stroked his beard and smiled.
There is a pretty girl beside him, looking up at Dongfang Chongyang on the sword trial stage, her beautiful eyes showing nervousness: "Master, master, do you think senior brother can win?"
"That's for sure!" The white-clothed swordsman said confidently: "Your senior brother has been practicing Gengjin Sword Art in seclusion for a whole year. Although he has only achieved a small success due to his strength, he doesn't have many opponents among his fellow disciples. If it weren't for your senior brother's request,
You can definitely compete for the top-grade swordsman spot!"
The swordsman in white kept his voice low, probably because he didn't want others to hear him.
But after hearing this, the pretty girl relaxed, clapped her hands and said with a smile: "Then I want to watch my senior brother show off his power and kill that Qin Yun to a pulp."
"snort!"
As soon as she finished speaking, a dissatisfied snort came from the side: "We still don't know who will win and who will lose. Aren't you afraid of being embarrassed by making false claims?"
Who is it! The pretty girl almost burst her lungs with anger and immediately turned her head to look in the direction of the sound.
A few steps away, she saw a girl in a green dress who was about the same age as her sitting there, with a touch of ridicule on her pretty face, looking very contemptuous.
The pretty girl had never suffered such a loss. She immediately retorted: "Am I bragging? I don't know who has no vision and dares to bet?"
"Let's just bet. Am I still afraid of you? Why do you want to bet?" The girl in the green skirt also refused to suffer any losses.
Qin Yun and Dongfang Chongyang on the stage had not officially started fighting yet, but the two supporters in the audience started fighting first.
The swordsman in white shook his head and smiled bitterly but did not dissuade him. He knew very well what kind of temper his apprentice had, and with his status, it was impossible for him to intervene between the two juniors.
But I don’t know why, this innate strong man suddenly felt that he was not so confident in Dongfang Chongyang!
On the sword-testing platform, facing his opponent's sudden burst of astonishing momentum, Qin Yun's expression did not change at all.
But in my heart, endless fighting spirit ignited, making the blood boil!
He held the Qinggang sword at an angle and approached Dongfang Chongyang step by step.
This is also an eye-catching momentum. Although it is not as amazing as the sudden burst of Dongfang Chongyang, it is strengthened by one point with every step forward. Not only does it not lose the slightest, it also puts pressure on the opponent.
Dongfang Chongyang's eyes flashed brightly, and he also realized how powerful Qin Yun was, he would definitely not lose to his opponent!
He moved immediately.
The long sword was unsheathed and pointed directly at Qin Yun. The dazzling sword light flew into the air, making the bystanders around them narrow their eyes involuntarily, and some even held their breath involuntarily.
call out!
The next moment, a golden sword energy swept across a distance of dozens of steps and struck Qin Yun's chest with invincible power!
Gengjin sword energy!
Qin Yun was startled, and without hesitation, he sidestepped and moved three steps to the right in an instant, barely avoiding his opponent's fierce attack!
The sword energy activated by the other party made him feel familiar, and the power hidden in the sword energy made Qin Yun even more wary. Without complete assurance, he chose to avoid its edge.
But dodging was not Qin Yun's style. His body shook, and his sword turned into a bright sword rainbow and swept forward. It was a complete tit-for-tat counterattack!
Many Sword Sect disciples under the sword test stage were watching intently. No one could have imagined that Qin Yun and Dongfang Chongyang would have the most intense duel. The strength that the two unleashed left many people dumbfounded!
Even the pretty girl and the girl in green skirt stopped bickering and stared at the person they cared about on the sword trial stage, fearing that they would miss half a glance, they held their little hands tightly.
The expression of the swordsman in white became extremely solemn, and his eyes looking at Qin Yun revealed a terrifying light! (To be continued...)
