"Dang——!" The bells and cauldrons sounded heavily at the end of the decisive battle. Nie Shuang's face turned cold and he looked straight at Qi Xingchen. Even though the opponent was a myth that could not be surpassed in the casting world, Nie Shuang's eyes were resolute, without any flinch or fear.
Being able to fight Qi Xingchen has been Nie Shuang's wish for many years.
While everyone else was attracted by Qi Xingchen's charm, Hua Ying's eyes fell on Nie Shuang on the other side. This man's eyes were calm and unruffled in the face of danger, which she admired.
Hua Ying not only imagined that if she were the person on stage now, challenging the super popular myth of Qi Xingchen, she wondered if she could be as fearless as Nie Shuang.
Qi Xingchen's posture was elegant, his eyes were indifferent, and a gentle smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. He nodded friendly to Nie Shuang. Even though his eyes were not murderous, Nie Shuang still felt chilled all over.
Nie Shuang immediately invoked the magic formula with his right hand and offered a silver-white divine sword.
Hua Ying watched the scene on the stage intently, while the spectators stared wide-eyed, fearing that they would miss any of the wonderful scenes.
I saw that Nie Shuang had already sacrificed the divine sword, and the cold air suddenly hit the table. Qi Xingchen slowly tightened the corners of his mouth with a smile, and still looked at Nie Shuang indifferently at the luck ice in front, as if he had no intention of attacking at all.
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At this moment, on the arena, the area three feet around Nie Shuang was covered with thin ice. He was a water magician.
"It's so cold!" Yan Xi couldn't help blurting out.
Those who were closer to the ring felt a cool breeze blowing against their faces.
Hua Ying looked at Qi Xingchen again, but he was indifferent to it. His eyes were soft and bright, and he just looked at Nie Shuang gently.
Nie Shuang, a senior Heavenly Fire Forger, is already an outstanding refiner compared to Hua Ying, a senior forger, but Qi Xingchen can completely despise him. No one will doubt that he only needs one
One move will end this battle.
However, when Qi Xingchen faced Nie Shuang, his eyes showed no sign of contempt, which inevitably made Hua Ying feel good about him.
Huaying feels that a person who knows how to respect his opponent is also worthy of respect.
Nie Shuang felt a little nervous in front of everyone. Then she pointed the sword with her right hand and shot the silver-white divine sword towards Qi Xingchen from bottom to top.
The silver-white divine sword had already shot directly in front of Qi Xingchen. Qi Xingchen put his hand behind his back and tapped his toes lightly on the ground. His body suddenly retreated at a high speed. In the blink of an eye, he and the silver-white divine sword had distanced themselves. The audience suddenly screamed and sighed.
Sounds everywhere.
No matter how fast Nie Shuang's sword was, it could never catch up with Qi Xingchen's speed. At the same time, Qi Xingchen raised his hand, and a sword with an outer material like an ancient bronze sword appeared in his hand. The sword was not out of the scabbard.
The sheath glows with twelve weak beams of different colors, which is extremely beautiful.
"Zheng!" The clear echo echoed far above the square, which was very pleasant to the ears.
When the silver-white divine sword hit the bronze sword in Qi Xingchen's hand, it bounced back as if it was hit hard. He swung it inadvertently, obviously not using all his strength, and even only used two or three successes.
"What a powerful weapon!" Yuan Shu exclaimed. This super divine weapon was extremely powerful even before it was unsheathed. It was worthy of being made by the world's best forger, which was an eye-opener.
Hua Ying felt her head heat up. Only today did she realize how far away she was from the Divine Fire Forger... out of reach. Her eyes were deeply attracted by Qi Xingchen's grace.