175. Chapter 175 Three consecutive championships 30
She performed a complicated knife move with her left hand, and held the knife in her right hand. The nine-hole gold-wired large ring knife weighing dozens or hundreds of kilograms was as light as a straw in her hand.
"Seize the Jade!" With a flying shout, Wang Chao Xi's figure suddenly paused, and then flew toward Murong Feixue like an arrow.
At the same time, a two-meter-high sword formed above her head and slashed down.
"Boom!" The astonishing sword slashed down like lightning, and huge rocks were chopped up in the boom. The ground trembled slightly. People around did not dare to get closer anymore, and all fled away, and
I yelled 'these two perverts' in my heart...
Wang Chaoxi's sword was very sharp, and a large amount of dust and smoke was generated when it hit the ground, where Murong Feixue's figure flashed away.
When the noise and dust began to calm down, Wang Chaoxi breathed heavily and looked under the blade.
From her point of view, Murong Feixue could never stand up to this sword strike that was faster than lightning. The possibility of her being chopped into two pieces under this strike was extremely high!
Her eyes looked toward the tip of the knife that was still surrounded by smoke. Then, the instep of a shoe grew bigger and bigger in her eyes, and then kicked her hard in the face.
superior.
This kick was no less powerful than the one just now. Some of the more powerful disciples could even clearly see the scene where the kick reached her face and kicked her beautiful little face out of shape.
Wang Chaoxi's petite figure did a 180-degree somersault in the air, counted several times, and then fell heavily to the ground face-up.
At this time, everyone could see clearly that her entire little face had been kicked to create a delicate shoe mark, her nose was broken and collapsed, and blood was spread all over her face.
At this time, the dust and smoke dispersed, and everyone saw Murong Feixue standing with one leg on the back of Wang Chao Xi's knife, maintaining a kicking posture.
"Okay..." Xin Yue and others cheered loudly. This kick was too aggressive. Murong Feixue was completely avenging Wang Chao Xi's kick to Mu Lian.
However, no one could figure out how Murong Feixue managed to avoid Wang Chaoxi's terrifying sword attack.
That sword was as fast as lightning. I'm afraid even a master who was one or two steps ahead of her wouldn't be able to dodge it so easily, right? And in the end, he stood on the back of her sword. How fast was it?
At this time, everyone seemed to have forgotten that Murong Feixue disappeared so suddenly before, and then appeared behind Wang Chaoxi and kicked her over with a fierce kick.
Wang Chaoxi slowly got up. Her broken nose and blood stains on her face made her look extremely ferocious.
"I lost..." She spoke slowly, spitting out a mouthful of blood, but looked at Murong Feixue with burning eyes, and there seemed to be something called 'fighting intention' in her eyes.
Murong Feixue stepped off the back of the sword and looked at her intently, extremely calm.
Murong Feixue himself would not be so violent, but if the injuries Wang Chaoxi left to Mu Lian and the pain he caused her were not recovered properly, how could Murong Feixue have the face to see Mu Lian again.
All of this is just a matter of treating others in their own way.
Wang Chaoxi's admission of defeat disappointed those who followed her. They originally thought that following this "exam-free admission" freshman would definitely have a great future, but they did not expect that Wang Chaoxi would fail here.