"If you can't beat her, just admit defeat. There's no shame in losing to Emei." Yun Xi couldn't hold back the smile on her face. She thought this girl was somewhat capable, but she didn't expect to be so vulnerable.
Ruyi's skin and flesh ached, beads of sweat as big as soybeans appeared on her forehead, and her legs trembled slightly. She was no longer fit to continue fighting, but she said: "Are you kidding? I haven't lost yet."
A dozen blood marks are nothing, a slight sword wound is nothing, why does this Emei disciple think that the Xiaoyao sect can be defeated so easily.
Ruyi never thought she could win, but she never wanted to lose here, especially at the hands of this arrogant Yun Xi.
Even if she dies, she will die on the stage with the dignity of Xiaoyaomen.
Yun Xi snorted and said, "You are going to lose soon."
After saying that, her wrist speed increased, and her graceful posture combined with the light of the sword made her double sword dance extremely beautiful.
There was an uproar in the audience, and there was endless praise.
Yunxi is soft yet strong. It seems that the sword is a little slow, but in fact the sword is very powerful. Ruyi dodged an imaginary sword, but he didn't know that the other sword was the real move.
When the sword fell, the murderous intent was fully revealed.
At this time, Ruyi has no way to retreat, and the left and right roads are blocked. If he retreats blindly, he will step out of the red carpet and will naturally be judged as a loser.
The original intention of Yun Xi's move was to force her out of the red carpet and voluntarily admit defeat.
But he didn't expect Ruyi to be so persistent. He gritted his teeth and closed his eyes, then took Yunxi's sword forcefully.
This one pierced Ruyi's shoulder.
Blood spattered everywhere, and Ruyi's shoulders turned red.
"You... why don't you hide..." Yun Xi was a little panicked.
Ruyi's face turned pale in pain, but she didn't say a word. She slowly squeezed out a few words from her mouth: "What other tricks are there... bring them out..."
Yun Xi thought to herself that it was really annoying that this girl was so stubborn. Since she begged, he would kill her with a sword.
Anyway, she signed a life and death certificate before taking the stage. If she kills Ruyi by mistake, no one will hold her responsible.
A disciple of Emei killed Yan Xuanyi's beloved disciple...but this stunt was enough to make her famous in the martial arts world.
Thinking of this, a faint smile appeared on Yun Xi's face. He drew out his sword and jumped away, waiting for the next gorgeous move to finish.
The moment the sword was withdrawn from Ruyi's body, Ruyi almost screamed.
One thrust and one thrust, the sword penetrated the body twice, causing unbearable pain.
But she held back, the sound rose to her throat, and she swallowed it.
Yun Xi stood up and jumped into the air. Her pink skirt flipped like a spring flower blooming in the sky. She let out a sweet scream and swung both swords, stabbing the injured Ruyi.
That momentum and posture were like a fairy descending to earth. In comparison, Ruyi was like an ant, just resigned to his fate.
Besides Wangsheng, I don’t know how the great Shaolin monk knew that he and Ruyi had changed rooms, so he knocked on his door early in the morning and asked if the saponins were useful.
Wang Sheng was casually perfunctory, and the monk pulled Wang Sheng's sleeve and said that he had found a pure place yesterday and wanted to discuss Taoism with the Taoist priest. Buddhism and Taoism have different origins, and they are similar in many things.
There was an essential difference. Wangsheng tried to push it away several times, but the monk always insisted. In the end, he had no choice but to leave a note for his junior sister and let him go.
A quiet place is indeed a place. There is a cedar tree on Kunlun Mountain, and under the pine there is a round table and two stone benches. The two of them sat there, drinking tea instead of wine, discussing Dharma and Taoism, and time passed quickly.