With the Silver Moon Sword in his hand, Mu Zhiyuan seemed to have suddenly gained courage. His steps flashed forward, dodging Fang Si's series of stabs. Then, violent flames arose on the Silver Moon Sword, and he rushed towards the direction.
Thinking shoulders.
Fang Si's reaction was not slow either. The long sword in his hand suddenly stood up, and then he slashed lightly, creating a sword wind and splitting the flames shot by Mu Zhiyuan into two halves.
However, the momentum of the flames split into two streams continued unabated, attacking Fang Si one from the left and the other from the right.
Fang Si dragged her fat body and jumped into the air. But the flames followed her upwards. Fang Si's eyes became sharp and he stabbed the lotuses one by one straight down.
The two flames pierced and dispersed.
But then Mu Zhiyuan came under Fang Si's body, and another flame rose from the sword, raising a wall of flames, blocking Fang Si's way of falling.
"good!!"
Ma Ling'er in the audience clapped her hands and applauded. After just one move from Fang Si, Mu Zhiyuan had already switched from defense to offense. The frequency of continuous attacks made Fang Si breathless.
Fang Si's eyes widened as she fell, and the long sword in her hand turned over again, but the wall of flames seemed to be very thick. Even when the hilt of the sword sank into it, Fang Si could not break open the wall of flames. So she could only cross her hands,
He resisted the burning of the flames and rushed out of the raging flames.
When she rushed out, her clothes had been burned a lot and she was in a miserable state.
"You! Really pissed me off!!"
"Qingyun Nongying!!"
Fang Si yelled ferociously, and then the long sword in his hand seemed to suddenly grow a bit longer, and with terrifying power, he struck straight at Mu Zhiyuan.
Just as Mu Zhiyuan moved forward, Fang Si's long sword seemed to suddenly change its direction, leaving an afterimage and slashing at Mu Zhiyuan at an even more terrifying speed.
Mu Zhiyuan's footsteps moved again, and the long sword above his head changed direction again, increasing his speed again.
"Can't you avoid it..."
Mu Zhiyuan could only lift the Silver Moon Sword upwards, releasing a fiery red sword energy.
Fiery Slash!!
Ma Ling'er covered her mouth in surprise. She didn't expect Mu Zhiyuan to learn this trick so quickly, and to be able to use this complicated trick just by flicking it casually.
However, the sword energy of Fiery Slash struck behind Fang Si's long sword, causing her sword to pause slightly before continuing to strike at Mu Zhiyuan.
Seeing this, Mu Zhiyuan swung two sword energy in succession, but they were both split by the long sword. When Mu Zhiyuan was about to swing the third sword, the long sword had already resisted the blade of the Silver Moon Sword, and the sword was blocked.
Her wrists were staggered, and the terrifying force caused her to kneel down on one knee, even cracking open ores as hard as diamond.
"Junior sister!!"
Ma Ling'er shouted anxiously, but there was nothing she could do in the audience.
"Sister, I'm fine..."
Mu Zhiyuan, who held the sword tightly, turned around and showed a faint smile to Ma Ling'er. However, her lips were now a little white, and the knees in contact with the ground were overflowing with bright red blood.
bass!!!
Mu Zhiyuan finally flicked away Fang Si's sword, but his right arm had reached its limit, and the Silver Moon Sword in his hand fell to the ground with a clang.
However, although Fang Si's sword was still bounced away, the forward momentum still embedded half of the entire sword deeply into the ground.
Fang Si tried hard to pull out the sword, but he couldn't pull the sword out of the hard diamond.
Mu Zhiyuan's eyes lit up, he picked up the Silver Moon Sword on the ground with his left hand, then dragged his right leg, which was already somewhat immobile, and rushed towards Fang Si.
"You! Don't come here!!"
Fang Si, who lost her sword, seemed to have lost everything to rely on. Looking at Mu Zhiyuan, who was charging forward, she dropped the sword in her hand in fear, turned around and ran away.
Mu Zhiyuan looked at Fang Si's back, with a look of hesitation and struggle on her face. In the end, she tilted the Silver Moon Sword in her hand slightly, and with much less strength, she slashed towards Fang Si's back.
The sword shadows flashed continuously, and blood marks immediately appeared on Fang Si's back. However, because Mu Zhiyuan deliberately restrained his strength, these sword skills only caused some superficial wounds and did not damage Fang Si's bones.
But Fang Si still fell to the ground and screamed.
"Surrender!! I surrender!!!!"
The moment Fang Si said "surrender", a figure appeared between the two of them.
It was the disciple in charge of the arbitration. He stopped the fight, and then shouted at the top of his lungs: "Suzaku Sect, Mu Zhiyuan wins!!"
After hearing the news of victory, Mu Zhiyuan breathed a sigh of relief and then knelt down on the ground.
At this time, the blood flowing out of her knees had spread to her right foot. Her right arm was also slightly misplaced because she had just blocked Fang Si's sword, and she could not lift it up.
On the other hand, Fang Si, who was lying on the ground, suddenly came to his senses and touched his back in surprise. It felt like it was just a scratch on the outer skin, not even much blood flowing out.
She turned and grinned at Mu Zhiyuan, who was kneeling on the ground, revealing a row of yellowed teeth.
"It seems like your attack isn't that good either! Hey! What a pity. If I had known I wouldn't have surrendered just now."
"Hmph! If junior sister hadn't let you off, you would have been lying on the bed! It's so shameless. Junior sister showed mercy to you, but you are still there feeling so proud!"
Ma Ling'er jumped up at some point. She pushed Fang Si away who was looking very proud, and then helped Mu Zhiyuan up.
"Who gave in with this vixen!!"
Fang Si puffed up his chest, but the expression on his face showed no confidence at all.
Ma Ling'er glared at Fang Si fiercely, not wanting to argue with this overbearing and unreasonable girl.
Fang Si looked at the two people's retreating figures, his expression becoming more and more bitter.
Ma Ling'er took Mu Zhiyuan to the place where Tiandi Alliance was healing his injuries. When he opened Mu Zhiyuan's calf, he saw that the knee had been bruised and bloody, and even the bones were somewhat exposed. It looked very visceral.
"This...junior sister, can you stop fighting so hard! If we can't beat him, we won't fight! There are Qi Yan and Li Shanhe standing in front of us! If you do this next time, I will be angry!"
When Ma Ling'er saw Mu Zhiyuan's wounds, she felt angry and distressed.
There was a deep sword mark on Mu Zhiyuan's calf, which was left in the last battle with Qi Yan.
This time it was such a serious wound. Seeing this, Ma Ling'er couldn't help scolding Mu Zhiyuan. But when she saw Mu Zhiyuan's stubborn and stubborn expression, she could no longer say any harsh words.
, but instead held Mu Zhiyuan’s head in his arms.
hiss!!
The healing medicine was applied to Mu Zhiyuan's wound, causing her to take a breath of cold air. Ma Ling'er could feel Mu Zhiyuan's body trembling slightly, and she could imagine how painful it was. But
She still insisted on not shouting a word until the medicine was applied and a long bandage was wrapped, and then she breathed out a relaxed breath.
The detached arm was immediately reattached by professional doctors, and only then were all the scars treated.
Ma Linger once again supported Mu Zhiyuan and walked back to the Suzaku Sect's tent step by step. When the two of them opened the curtain of the tent, their eyes widened.
The people in the camp looked ashen and were pacing back and forth in the tent. There were three people lying on the bed in the tent.
It was Qi Yan, Li Shanhe and Chi Feng.
The arms and legs of the three were covered with thick bandages. Li Shanhe looked the worst, even his eyes were swollen, and he lay on the ground wailing uncontrollably.
"Master... what on earth happened?! Several senior brothers..."
Hu Chengshu saw Ma Ling'er and Mu Zhiyuan entering the account. Just when he was about to have a seizure, he saw Mu Zhiyuan's leg also wrapped with a bandage. He was obviously seriously injured.
"Zhiyuan, they also attacked Zhiyuan?!"
"Damn it, that's unreasonable! Isn't the White Crane Sect bullying others too much? Do you really think that the Vermillion Bird Sect is a soft persimmon?! How dare you seriously injure each of my disciples!! I'll go find them right away!
Leader of the Heaven and Earth Alliance... No, I will go find Fairy Chui Xue to argue! Let her give us justice!!"
Hu Cheng's bookish face was livid, and he raised the curtain and went to find Feng Chui Xue to discuss it.
"Wait a minute, Master!"
Ma Ling'er quickly grabbed Hu Chengshu's clothes and pulled him back.
"What about the White Crane Sect? Junior sister was injured in the battle with the Qingyun Sect."
After hearing this, Hu Chengshu immediately stopped and calmed down a lot.
"Qingyun Sect? I see. How is the wound? Is it serious?"
"There's nothing wrong with the wound. It's just a few scratches. It will heal soon. Don't worry, Master!"
Before Ma Linger could answer, Mu Zhiyuan spoke first.
Ma Ling'er could only pinch Mu Zhiyuan secretly and nodded helplessly.
Hearing this, Hu Chengshu felt relieved.
Mu Zhiyuan's current potential is unlimited. Judging from his cultivation and sword skills mastery speed, he has far surpassed Qi Yan and Li Shanhe. He is the future star of the Suzaku Sect, so there is no room for any mistakes.
Now that Mu Zhiyuan is okay, most of the anger in Hu Chengshu's heart has disappeared.
After putting Mu Zhiyuan on the bed, Ma Ling'er cautiously asked, "Master, what's going on with these senior brothers??"
Although Ma Ling'er dislikes Qi Yan and Li Shanhe very much, she still recognizes their strength. How could they be beaten like this during a fight with others?
"Why."
Hu Chengshu sighed slightly, and then slowly spoke.
"The three of them met three disciples of the White Crane Sect one after another, and the White Crane Sect's people were very aggressive! Do you think it was a coincidence? One was a super sect ranked fourth, and the other was a sect ranked more than eighty.
They just bumped into each other! We even bumped into three of them at once!"
"The leader means..."
Ma Ling'er covered her mouth in surprise and had a vague guess in her heart.
How could such a coincidence happen in the world? It was clearly the people from the White Crane Sect who were targeting them and deliberately injuring the three senior brothers!
"I don't know where we offended the White Crane Sect. We shouldn't have... We didn't even have a chance to communicate. Could it be that other enemies asked people from the White Crane Sect to take action? Which sect has such energy?"
Hu Chengshu frowned, still unable to figure out why the people of the White Crane Sect would deliberately target the Suzaku Sect. There should be no intersection between the two sects. As for any enmity or resentment, that is even more nonsense.
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After listening to Hu Chengshu's words, Mu Zhiyuan frowned slightly, remembering You Haocang who took the initiative to talk to him before.
Could it be that he was the trouble?! He just refused to shake hands with him, so he was going to beat up everyone in the Suzaku Sect? This person must be too petty.
Mu Zhiyuan clenched her fists. Although she didn't like either Qi Yan or Li Shanhe, Chifeng had suffered this unreasonable disaster, which made her feel a little regretful.
"By the way, how are you two? Do you win or lose?"
Only then did Hu Chengshu remember to ask about the results of the two men's battles.
Ma Ling'er nodded: "Junior sister and I both won. It seems that this time the spirit fighting competition still depends on me and junior sister!"
Ma Ling'er raised her head proudly. Although Hu Chengshu felt a lot relieved, he was still more bitter.
The two strongest disciples have been beaten to such a degree that they will no longer be able to participate in the next assessment.
Placing our hopes on two female disciples in the psychic realm, I don’t know where the Suzaku Sect will fall in this year’s ranking.
Hu Chengshu shook his head sadly, not knowing what to do. Now when he goes back, how will he face the thousands of disciples of the Suzaku Sect, and how will he face the ancestors of the Suzaku Sect!
…
In the next few days, the injured Qi Yan and others were unable to get up. Chifeng was in the worst condition and even woke up from a coma on the third day.
Mu Zhiyuan was also unable to play again due to a leg injury, and Ma Ling'er only survived the second round of the knockout round and was eliminated in the third round.
The final ranking of the Suzaku Sect was set at 327th. This was an unprecedented achievement in the entire history of the Suzaku Sect. Hu Chengshu had a wrinkled face all day long and was about to cry.
Several times he wanted to ask Feng Chuixue to see him and let Feng Chuixue give justice to the Suzaku Sect, but Feng Chuixue pushed him away on the grounds that he was busy with things.
Ever since Mo Qianshang made a big fuss with the Suzaku Sect, Feng Chuixue had a bad impression of the Suzaku Sect. Now he still wants to ask her for help, but there is no way.
On the fourth day of the Spirit Fighting Competition, the competition has entered a fierce stage.
There are less than twenty sects left, and the remaining more than 400 sects have already determined their rankings.
In less than two days, this Spirit Fighting Conference will come to an end.
The disciples who were guarding the outer ring of the venue were already a little tired, and the scouts who were in charge of exploration did not find any trace of the Demonic Cult.
The fifth day came in a blink of an eye.
In the tent of the leader of the Heaven and Earth Alliance, Miao Liang couldn't sit still anymore. He slapped his thigh and said: "Fairy Chuixue! Why don't you send me and Long Yuanzheng to take the initiative? Since Long Yuanzheng can roughly survey the enemy's position,
There are only four people in the Holy Spirit Realm on the opposite side, wouldn't it be better for the two of us to go and wipe them out and avoid future troubles forever?"
Miao Liang's suggestion made Long Yuanzheng nod.
"I think he is right. Instead of waiting here, it is better to take the initiative. These beasts of the Demon Cult are too cautious and cunning. They are very likely to wait until the Spirit Fighting Conference is over and the various sects have dispersed before suddenly
Take action! Then our strength will be dispersed, which will be disadvantageous."