Ying Nianling’s game is over, but the competition is still going on.
Ying Nianling's victory did not exceed anyone's expectations, and naturally there was no surprise at all. Yunxi and the others were more concerned about the upcoming Nangong Yao's competition.
After several games in a row, people in the audience were still discussing the topic of Ying Nian Ling, but the referee on the stage was already making announcements.
"Next game, Nangong Yao versus Du Ya."
Yun Xi patted Nangong Yao on the shoulder: "Come on!"
Several other people also offered words of encouragement.
Nangong Yao took a deep breath: "Don't worry, even if I lose, I will fight beautifully!"
……
The two parties took the stage, announced their names and saluted, but did not start fighting immediately.
Du Ya looked at Nangong Yao and smiled coldly: "We meet again."
"Who are you?" Nangong Yao looked confused.
Du Ya's face froze slightly, and he randomly twisted his neck: "It doesn't matter, you will know soon!"
Of course Nangong Yao remembers who he is, the first of those people he met in the Silver Wolf Pack territory in the Xilin Mountains.
Nangong Yao and Yun Xi recognized him as early as after they came out of the group, but what does it matter?
In Yun Xi's words, he is just a vulgar man who only thinks about having fun with himself!
Bang!
A dull sound.
Nangong Yao took out his generous heavy sword.
Clang!
Du Ya also raised his sword.
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Invisible air waves were rolling, and the two of them stared at each other closely.
Fight, start!
Their bodies were like lightning, and it was impossible to tell which one was coming first. The two of them attacked at the same time!
Nangong Yao held the sword in both hands and swung it out, and the sound of breaking wind roared in his ears with the huge force.
Du Ya's spiritual power was shaken and he blocked it with his sword.
Bang!!!
A huge force came, and the one who was repelled was naturally Du Ya.
This man, who doesn’t look very strong, possesses unimaginable strength!
Du Ya narrowed his eyes.
"That sword is very heavy..."
Du Ya has also investigated Nangong Yao's information. The thick broad sword coupled with the heavy Jun heart technique makes Nangong Yao's power far higher than that of the same level. Even he would find it difficult to take over forcefully. But with such an increase in power, the corresponding other places
It will naturally become weak.
Du Ya immediately changed his fighting style. He used his more flexible body than Nangong Yao to constantly change positions to avoid Nangong Yao's powerful blows, and then counterattacked with a sneak attack.
This made Yun Xi, who was watching the battle in the audience, couldn't help but think of a widely circulated saying...
'Move...move...the ghost sword can't be seen once it's opened...turn back and take it out...'
The corners of his mouth twitched slightly.
Du Ya's style of play looks very wretched, but it is very effective against Nangong Yao. His flexible style of play keeps Nangong Yao in a passive position.
After several attacks, Du Ya was able to resolve them perfectly, and Nangong Yao began to become blindly defensive.
This game is not exciting, but rather boring.
Ordinary audiences will not be ashamed of Du Ya's vulgar style of play, but college teachers will praise Du Ya's ability to adapt to changes in circumstances. If he fights head-on, that's not bravery, but simple-minded.
But soon, some attentive teachers discovered something was wrong. Everyone exchanged looks and understood each other tacitly.
Under the stage, Yun Xi, Xiao Lingyuan and Ye Nianhan also looked at each other secretly and smiled.
"This Nangong Yao also comes from the city of Yunyang, right?"
Prince Fengyun asked Yongming beside him.
Yongming replied: "Back to the king, this is the only son of the lord of Yunyang City."
Prince Fengyun smiled with interest: "Nangong Xiong's son? It's a bit interesting. This year's Yunyang City is quite refreshing."
"Indeed."
Yongming glanced at Nangong Yao, who was passive on the stage, and couldn't help but add: "These children are better than others in terms of scheming and experience."
Prince Fengyun chuckled lightly and said no more words.
……
Nangong Yao's defense became slower and slower. After a long battle, Nangong Yao was definitely the first to be depleted of his spiritual power. Especially since he was holding such a heavy sword, his spiritual power consumption was far more than that of an ordinary person.
After several failed attempts to block, Nangong Yao was seriously injured.
Du Ya smiled contemptuously: "I thought you were so powerful before, but you were just a talker! Get off the stage!!"
Seeing that Nangong Yao had lost his last resistance, Du Ya slashed down with his sword.
Jump!
The knife rises!
The knife falls!
All in one go!
This is a decisive blow. In Nangong Yao's condition, there is absolutely no way to avoid it...
As soon as this idea took shape in Du Ya's mind, he saw a scene that shocked him.
Nangong Yao, who was originally bulky and exhausted with spiritual energy, suddenly turned around and nimbly avoided his sword attack!
‘What’s going on!’
Du Ya didn't have time to think too much, he quickly adjusted his body shape, turned his wrist, and slashed horizontally with the sword again!
Such a temporary reaction was already excellent, but the moment he turned around, his pupils suddenly shrank!
Nangong Yao is not behind him, to be precise, he is always behind him! Even if he turns around.
It seems that at this moment, Nangong Yao's speed increased several times.
The heavy sword is raised high and waved!
Chongjun’s Heart Technique·Strength Bonus!
The blue spiritual power surged out, and the infinite heavy power gathered on the broad sword body, and the dull power hit Du Ya's back!
Bang!!
The spiritual flames surge.
Du Ya spurted out a mouthful of blood and fell into the distance.
'Not yet...lost yet...'
He stared wide-eyed and looked at where he landed. The spiritual energy in his body surged crazily. He still had a chance to continue fighting!
Maple!
A figure appeared under him. Nangong Yao looked up at him and grinned: "Who told you that my big sword... is very heavy?"
Bang!!
Another sword hit Du Ya's lower abdomen. The majestic force broke his protective spiritual power and knocked him into the distance again before he landed!
Boom!
Smoke and dust rose, and Du Ya fell outside the venue!
"..."
The whole place was silent.
"What... happened?"
"Is this Duya letting the water go?"
"Why is there such a sudden comeback? Is this Du Ya also 10,000 gold ahead?"
"Why is this game so baffling? Mom, I can't understand it!"
"..."
The noisy discussion became louder and louder. The ordinary audience and even some spiritual cultivators failed to understand how Nangong Yao, who had been suppressed from beginning to end, suddenly won?
Why did his figure become so flexible at the end? Was it a lie?
But Prince Fengyun is sitting on the stage, how can Nangong Yao cheat?
Soon, the older generation of spiritual practitioners gave these young people the answers.
Just one question surprised everyone.
"Where did you know that Nangong Yao's figure is definitely not flexible enough?"
"How else can we know this? How could he be holding such a heavy sword..."
The sound stopped suddenly.
Everyone suddenly woke up like an enlightenment!
Has anyone ever said that Nangong Yao's sword is very heavy? Himself? Or his companions?
No, none! It was just the moment they saw the sword again and the posture of Nangong Yao holding the sword with both hands that they concluded that the sword must be extremely heavy.
It is precisely because of this that Nangong Yao's attack power is so powerful!
But what if...all this is an illusion?
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