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"Oops! It looks like Qing Kuang is going to die! Mu, think of a way!"
Duanmu Xiu stood under the stage, as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, pulling Dongfang Mu's arm tightly, and even started gearing up, eager to try.
Although with his strength, if he really jumped on the stage, he would be torn into pieces by Ao Moli very quickly.
"Duanmu, why are you anxious! At this moment, there are many people who are more anxious than you!"[
Dongfang Musi said something slowly and calmly, his eyes already looking towards the edge of the stage.
There, right behind Qing Kuang, a dark red figure flew towards the girl carrying the piano unknowingly.
"Lead him to attack your middle Dantian!"
A very familiar voice came to Qing Kuang's ears, but he didn't see the real Ao Junxie behind him.
Before he could react, his feet suddenly became empty and he hurriedly stopped. At this moment, he had already retreated to the edge of the ring.
Qing Kuang suddenly grasped the body of the instrument tightly with both hands and turned it over suddenly. Suddenly, the simple and heavy dark-colored guqin was blocked in front of his chest like a solid copper wall.
Just subconsciously, Ao Moli turned his wrist, and the sharp sword tip suddenly pierced Qing Kuang's dantian.
However, with this full-force blow, the sharpness was still an inch away from Qingqing's crazy body, and suddenly a black iron wall flew in front of his eyes.
Boom!
There was a huge dull roar.
Feng Qing Kuang's stringed ink guqin came out of his hand, and like a meteorite, it hit Prince Fengyun Ao Moli's chest firmly.
The power of this blow was so powerful that just as Ao Moli was about to stand up, he unleashed a powerful force that rushed left and right, forcing him to stagger back.
Ten steps, twenty steps... Ao Moli still showed no sign of being able to stabilize his body.
"not good!"
Ao Moli suddenly screamed in his heart and tried his best to support his body. However, he was still a step too late. His feet slipped and his body tilted, and he already fell under the ring.
Ao Moli struggled to steady his body and stood there blankly, his face ashen and silent.
The opponent knows his own abilities so well that he has just the right amount of force to knock him off the ring, and he has the right amount of heat!
There is only one person in this world who can do this!
In the square, countless pairs of eyes stared closely at the last person on the stage - Feng Qingkuang.[
There was silence for a moment.
Qingkuang walked over slowly and picked up the Xianmo Guqin on the ground.
Behind his back, the powerful and thick masculine power slowly spread throughout his body, gradually returning to peace.
She raised her eyes and looked to the side, but in her heart she inadvertently gave Ao Junxie a grateful expression. If it hadn't been for him, I'm afraid she wouldn't have won so easily just now.
Beside the steps, Ao Junxie's tall body was wrapped in a fiery red robe, and he was looking at her with an arrogant look that seemed to be a smile but not a smile.
"Ahem! Teacher Mu Liufeng, it's time to announce the results!"
Ao Junxie casually glanced at Ao Moli, who was standing silently at the foot of the steps, and said calmly to Mu Liufeng next to Suo Wenming.
Mu Liufeng was startled, unable to recover for a moment. When he turned to look at Suo Wenming, he saw that the old man had a frown on his face and his lips were tightly closed.
"Prince! This Feng Qingkuang clearly has someone secretly..."
On the stage, several of Ao Moli's followers could no longer hold back and rushed forward, shouting eagerly.