Early the next morning, the sky just broke and the sun rose in the east.
Nandu City is bustling again. The residual heat of the Qianlong Competition has not yet receded. People from all over the world are still gathering on both sides of the West Lake to continue watching the competition.
In this competition, two monsters, Ximen Qiuze and Lu Chen, appeared in a peak collision that shocked everyone and stole the show. It was unprecedented and wonderful.
Let the people all over the world have enough eye addiction and leave an indelible impression on everyone.
But the eight major sects still have many amazing and extraordinary talents, and their strength is also very strong. Every battle is a topic that can be talked about in the future.
After all, this is a once-in-a-decade event in Kyushu Continent. It will be another ten years to wait for the next one. It would be a pity to miss it.
For ordinary people, how many decades does life last?
After the arena in the middle of the lake was destroyed, Qiu Wenwu, the sect leader of Hongye Zhai, ordered the disciples of the Ming sect to build another arena overnight for the talented disciples of the major sects to compete.&1t;i>&1t;/i>
Today's first contest is between Wan Mengshi from Huashen Palace and Li Mengjun from Xuanyin Pavilion, which is very exciting.
Both are the pride of heaven, and both have exquisite beauty that brings disaster to the country and the people. Such stunning beauty in the world is simply the dream goddess of all young people. If they compete on the same stage, who will be better among them?
No matter which side wins, the final outcome will be a good story.
At this moment, the two beautiful figures on the stage attracted the attention of countless people.
Li Mengjun was dressed in a moon-white robe, with a white veil on her cold and delicate face. Her true appearance could not be seen clearly. Her silhouetted autumn eyes seemed to make the stars and the moon lose their luster as she looked at them, which was fascinating. Her slim and tall back,
It makes people even more imaginative. Holding an ice shadow sword that exudes a touch of cold air, it shines with a dreamlike light under the refraction of the sun.
The person standing opposite her was even more eye-catching, with a graceful figure, a transparent purple gauze dress swaying in the wind, her white and tender feet swaying with crisp bells, and a series of sweet sounds, and her graceful figure stood on the ring.
On top, every move exudes a coquettish charm.&1t;i>&1t;/i>
One has an elegant and cold temperament, while the other has a charming temperament. Just admiring their backs is a pleasure, not to mention that the two of them have to compete on the same stage together, which makes people all over the world excited.
"Li Mengjun, I have long admired your name!" Wan Mengshi opened her lavender eyes, blinking gently, as if she could speak, looking at the cold woman not far away with strange magic power, and said in a sweet voice.
Li Mengjun said indifferently: "You are not bad, Wan Mengshi, a genius who has not been born in Huashen Palace for a hundred years!"
"Tell me, who of us will win in this contest?" Wan Mengshi's mouth curled up.
Li Mengjun said: "I don't know. You will know after comparing. The answer will naturally come to light when the time comes!"
"People say that bright red needs green leaves to store it. A beauty like you probably doesn't want to be that green leaf! You have to come up with some real materials, otherwise, I will be very sad!" Wan Mengshi smiled.
Yingying said, there was a strong sense of ridicule in her words.&1t;i>&1t;/i>
Li Mengjun said: "Of course I am not the one who should be the foil!"
"So confident!" Wan Mengshi smiled lightly.
Li Mengjun turned her eyes to the east, where the Liuyun Sword Sect's tower ship was located. For some reason, the person she was missing in her heart did not appear. Is this the end?
"Stop talking nonsense, let's see the real deal under your hands!" Li Mengjun turned his head to look at the other party, his beautiful autumn eyes suddenly became more sharp.
Although Lu Chen is no longer the Lu Lingfeng of the past, she, Li Mengjun, is still the arrogant Li Mengjun of the past. She wants to prove to the world where her arrogance comes from.
"Hmph, you are indeed confident enough. Sooner or later I will crush your pride to pieces!" Wan Mengshi sneered and waved her hand, and the rain of flowers began to disperse, covering the entire arena.
Like goose-feather heavy snow, it is falling one after another, the fragrance is filled, and the scene instantly becomes extremely magnificent and moving.&1t;i>&1t;/i>
Li Mengjun moved, swung his sword and stabbed the opponent like lightning, and a dreamlike light instantly shone on the ring!
As soon as the Ice Shadow Sword came out, cold air quickly filled the entire arena. When the sword blade passed by, countless petals were cut in half, leaving a dreamlike sword mark in the air, aiming directly at the opponent's eyebrows.
"A hundred flowers are a dream!" Wan Mengshi shouted, her hands traced dreamlike traces in the air, and countless petals flew around her, like sharp blades, overwhelmingly pouring towards Li Mengjun.
Li Mengjun took a few steps, zigzagging and dodging several times. His graceful figure was like a butterfly walking through a flower, and he easily dodged the opponent's attack. In an instant, he was in front of the opponent, and the Ice Shadow Sword slashed down without mercy.
Brushing, a dreamlike sword light lit up and passed through Wan Mengshi's delicate body, but no trace of blood was seen flowing out.
"Giggle...it's too far, your sword is not fast enough!" Wan Mengshi's figure appeared from behind, laughter mixed with sarcasm, with a flick of his finger, a sad red petal flew out, like flying
The knife came with a fierce killing intent.&1t;i>&1t;/i>
Li Mengjun returned her sword to block, and the petals hit the sword blade hard. It was like a sword fighting, and it scattered into a cloud of powder. Under the strong impact, she took two steps back.
"Little trick!" Li Mengjun dodged and appeared on the left side of Wan Mengshi, striking out several times like lightning.
Facing Li Mengjun's series of fierce sword moves, Wan Mengshi did not dodge or dodge, her white and tender hands struck the sword blade with a strange rhythm like lightning.
Just listen to a crisp sound of "ding", "ding", "ding", like a ball on a jade plate, which continuously bounces away the incoming ice shadow sword.
Although Wan Mengshi resisted the opponent's sharp sword attack, her hands were eroded by a strange cold air, like thousands of fine needles piercing her flesh and blood. The pain made her dare not continue to fight head-on like this.
Li Mengjun's eyes gradually turned cold, his figure kept flashing, and he swung his sword around the opponent. The misty shadow of the sword cut the rain of flowers in the sky into countless pieces, which fell onto the ring and were frozen into sad and beautiful flowers by the frost.
of ice flowers.&1t;i>&1t;/i>
Wan Mengshi's ghostly figure kept flashing in the rainy sky, his footsteps revolving, leaving an afterimage in place each time.
The people gathered on both sides of the West Lake couldn't help but marvel at the wonderful scene.
The two stunning women not only look beautiful, but also fight so wonderfully. They are worthy of being the pride of the young generation in Kyushu.
At this moment, Lu Chen suddenly appeared on the Liuyun Sword Sect's boat, carrying a black heavy sword on his back, overlooking the arena in the middle of the lake.
As soon as he appeared, he caused a huge sensation. Almost everyone turned their attention towards him, and their eyes looked extremely excited.
At this moment, even the exciting contest between the two stunning figures in the ring was ignored by them, as if he was the protagonist today.
There is no way, Lu Chen is too dazzling now. He is only in his early twenties and has already entered the realm of innateness. Throughout the ages, this terrible talent is enough to rank in the top five. His future potential is even more terrifying. Who is not envious and jealous?
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This is a realm that many acquired warriors dream of all their lives, but find it difficult to enter!
But Lu Chen of the Liuyun Sword Sect did it. He refreshed the history of Kyushu for nearly a thousand years, stood out from countless ordinary warriors, and became a rising star in the land of Kyushu. He will rise to prominence in the future, just around the corner.
Who would have thought that when he first arrived, he was unknown, but since he defeated Ximen Qiuze yesterday, he would immediately become famous in one battle. His fame would instantly spread across the land of Kyushu, and he would become the idol worshiped by all the young people.
In this world, once ordinary people step into Xiantian, their status and identity will undergo earth-shaking changes, let alone geniuses like Lu Chen.
"Lu Chen is here!"
"He's so handsome!"
"Does he still want to participate in the competition?" Looking at the sudden appearance of Lu Chen, everyone couldn't help but have a question in their minds.&1t;i>&1t;/i>
After all, the Qianlong Competition is not over yet, and according to the regulations, he still has to accept challenges from others.
But the problem is, even arrogant figures such as Ximen Qiuzawa have been defeated by him. Who else among the younger generation can be his opponent now?
Lu Chen was dressed in a black robe and stood unmoved by the guardrail of the building, his expression indifferent, not affected by the cheers around him.
"You're here." Murong Ziyun came to her side and said softly.
Lu Chen nodded: "Well, let's take a look!"
"How is your injury?" Murong Ziyun asked with concern.
Lu Chen raised his bandaged left arm and said with a faint smile, "It's okay. I'll just rest for a while."
Yesterday's battle with Ximen Qiuze, the opponent's innate cold energy quickly eroded into his left arm, destroying his muscles, bones and flesh and blood tissue. Fortunately, his innate true essence is of pure Yang attribute, which is the opponent's nemesis.&1t;i
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After a night of expulsion and recuperation, the innate cold air remaining in his left arm has finally dissipated a lot, and it is only a matter of time before it returns to its original state.
"You are now famous and have shown amazing talents. People from the eight major sects must be very jealous now. It is really not appropriate to show your face. Go back and recuperate quickly!" Murong Ziyun said.
Lu Chen pondered for a moment and said: "The Hidden Dragon Competition has come to an end for the time being. My strength has now encountered a bottleneck. I plan to find a place to practice quietly for a while!"
"Is there another breakthrough?" Murong Ziyun's beautiful eyes widened and she asked with a look of surprise.
"It's not that easy! I just have some insights. There are many people here, and it can easily affect my mood!" Lu Chen explained with a smile.
Murong Ziyun said: "Then I will accompany you!"
"No need, you still want to compete with their geniuses and bring glory to the Sword Sect, so why are you following me?" Lu Chen said calmly.
Murong Ziyun pondered for a moment and said helplessly: "Okay, this is the only way!"
"I will stay in cultivation this time for as long as half a year, or as short as two or three months. When the time comes, you go back and tell the sect master!" Lu Chen instructed.
"Does it take so long?" Murong Ziyun asked worriedly.
"The road to cultivation is long and arduous. You cannot become strong overnight!" Lu Chen sighed.
Murong Ziyun nodded: "Okay, you go, leave this place to me and Elder Shangguan!"
