"The fourth round, Ouyang Zhilan versus Feng Nong!"
On the high platform, the chief ring officer announced the names of the two men in the fourth ring.
On the stage, Ouyang Zhilan and Feng Nong, who were standing not far away, looked at each other and smiled, walking towards the steps together.
Not far away, Mo Li raised his face and looked at the incense burner on the high platform. In the incense burner, most of the incense burnt out.
Zhuoyang, is he really not coming?!
On the high platform, Mingyue was also looking at the incense, but her clear eyes once again moved to the carriage not far below the stand.
In the carriage, Zoya quietly stretched out her wings and was rubbing the rope on her wrist with the sharp wing tips. Her movements were very careful, and the rope had been polished until it shined.
"Miss Ouyang, be careful!" Feng Nong politely cupped his fists at Ouyang Zhilan opposite him, raised his hand and pulled out the long sword from behind.
Ouyang Zhilan stretched her arms, with two puppets connected by purple threads on her fingertips, "Young Master Feng, please be polite, the sword has no eyes, so you should be more careful!"
Different from the last time they had a melee on the same stage, this time, she only released two puppets. Of course, these two puppets were completely different from the last time.
Both of these puppets are humanoid, and they also use swords.
"Please!" Su said, Feng Nong flew up, and the long sword in his hand danced like a starlight sword shadow.
Ouyang Zhilan shook her hands lightly, and the two puppets flew up from the left and right sides respectively, facing the wind.
In mid-air, the shadow of the sword flashed.
With the crisp sound of arrows, Feng Nong's red figure was completely entangled with Ouyang Zhilan's two puppets. In mid-air, several rays of aqua blue and bright purple brilliance flew up and down in the air, suddenly leaving and disappearing.
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This match can be said to be the most exciting of the four matches. Unlike Mo Li's domineering victory in the first match, this one can be said to be a truly evenly matched battle.
Two puppets, two swords, moving left and right, one attacking and one defending. Facing Feng Nong's sword moves, Ouyang Zhilan still felt an indescribable pressure, and Feng, who was among the two puppets,
You can also feel the exquisiteness of the other party.
This battle seems to be a sword duel between Feng Nong and two puppets, but in fact, it is a sword duel between Ouyang Zhilan and Feng Nong, but they are using the puppet bodies.
In the blink of an eye, the two of them had already exchanged hundreds of moves. Feng Nong used his sword to catch the coordinated attacks of the two puppets and swept out of the battle circle.
"The girl's swordsmanship is very good!"
His face was full of excitement.
"Young Master is overly praised!"
Ouyang Zhilan's cheeks were slightly red, not because she was shy, but because she was tired from operating two puppets.
"Continue!" Feng Ning tapped her toes and flew up again.
This time, the sword moves changed from the previous quickness and urgency, wide opening and closing, but became a sword move known for its stability.
On the long sword, the aqua blue light is as thick as the night sea.
Ouyang Zhilan's eyes moved slightly, and the movements of her fingers became gentle and gentle. Following her fingers, the purple light threads slid in the air, which was very beautiful.
Looking at her purple profound energy, Feng Nong's eyes suddenly shone brightly.
The Feng family's swordsmanship emphasizes stability, but his personality is rather agitated and he prefers fast and ruthless sword moves. These days, he has been trying to find a balance between the two, but he has always been in a bottleneck.
Looking at Ouyang Zhilan's light, he suddenly realized something.
Slowly waving his hand, he stabbed out with his long sword. The sword seemed to be moving slowly, but the tip of the sword moved several positions in an instant. He cleverly parried the sword moves of the two puppets, came behind them, and swung the sword with his backhand.
On the sword, the aqua blue energy, which was already as rich as the night sea, became more and more intense, faintly glowing with purple light.