Anyone with a discerning eye can tell at a glance that this is a sword that can cut iron as hard as clay. For someone like Xin Yue, who doesn't even wear light armor, I am afraid that if he is even scratched, he will be seriously injured.
And Xin Yue also became a little nervous. Although she had developed a lot of courage these days, and it was not the first time that she showed off her image on such an occasion, she still couldn't suppress the nervousness.
Of course, Xin Yue is much better now than when she first came on stage.
At this time, in the audience, Ning Qingqing silently squeezed to Murong Feixue's side and said coldly: "How are you, Murong Feixue? Seeing that your friend is about to be splashed with blood will make you feel uncomfortable."
Murong Feixue glanced at her lightly and said calmly: "What are you here for?"
When Ning Qingqing saw her talking to him so lightly, she became angry and hummed: "Do you dare to make another bet with me?"
Murong Feixue couldn't help but laugh: "Bet again? Where are you going to kneel this time?"
There was suppressed laughter all around. Everyone was not far away, and Ning Qingqing came to find Murong Feixue. Many people seemed to have smelled the gossip and stared at this place.
When Murong Feixue said this, it was like slapping Ning Qingqing in the face. Many people laughed on the spot, but because of Ning Qingqing's power, they laughed very reservedly.
However, even so, Ning Qingqing's face still didn't look good.
Over the past two days, she had indeed developed a thicker skin, but that didn't mean that she had lost her temper. Being exposed so unceremoniously by Murong Feixue felt like she had been stabbed hard in the heart.
It seemed like it hurt so much.
"Hmph, Murong Feixue, just be stubborn. As long as I have my will, Lin Jianzhi can kill your friend in minutes. You have to believe that in the ring, swords and swords have no eyes, and death and injury are inevitable!"
In anger, Ning Qingqing simply threatened her directly.
On the surface, Lin Jianzhi and Xin Yue are both seventh level in strength, but Lin Jianzhi's equipment is countless times better than Xin Yue's. This is the key factor that determines victory. It is also what Ning Qingqing brings out to fight against Murong Fei.
The main bargaining chip for negotiating conditions.
However, Murong Feixueya did not accept her trick at all, and did not even listen to her conditions, so he said coldly: "Then you can try it, as you said, the sword has no eyes, tell your friends to be careful
a little."
Just kidding, Xin Yue is already at the eighth level of the Yellow Realm. Do you, Lin Jianzhi, think you can win just because you are wearing a tortoise shell?
"You..." Ning Qingqing was so angry that she couldn't speak. At this time, the division commander on the field also announced that the competition had begun.
Although Xin Yue was nervous, she knew clearly in her heart that now her cultivation level was longer and the opponent's equipment was better. If she wanted to defeat him, she had to attack quickly. Only one person could break through his attack quickly.
If you defend yourself, you will win.
She did it as soon as she thought of it. Xin Yue rushed forward with her sword before waiting for Lin Jianzhi to make any move.
This flipping movement was regarded by Lin Jianzhi as seeking death. While posing, he laughed and said: "Useless poor guy, do you think your sword can split his armor?"
As soon as she finished speaking, Xin Yue's sword had already struck heavily at the junction of Lin Jian's armor's shoulder and arm.
Xin Yue also saw that this set of armor was huge compared to the mass of his sword, but if it could hit his weak point, the opponent would be injured. If the opponent was injured, the flaw would be exposed.
