Regardless of the venue, everyone's eyes are now focused on Xuanyuan Fengxue.
Xuanyuan Fengxue, like Wei Suyao, landed on the raft in the middle of the pool, a typical example of people who wanted to be magnanimous rather than take advantage of the terrain.
This is in line with Xuanyuan Fengxue's style. After all, she is a cute young lady. She doesn't care what the situation is, as long as she is handsome.
In other words, Miss Fengxue's behavior in dealing with the southern barbarian warriors really made the judges at the martial arts arena applaud her.
Because she is so chic...
In the eyes of everyone, the Southern Barbarian warrior stepped forward to provoke Xuanyuan Fengxue. Unexpectedly, Xuanyuan Fengxue was too lazy to talk to him and directly handed his coat to Zhou Xingyun for safekeeping, then jumped onto the bamboo raft in the water pool.
What does this mean?
What this means is, don’t force me to talk nonsense. I’ll show you the real deal. I landed on the bamboo raft in the pool of the arena. What’s the point of giving you a terrain advantage? Just come over!
Although Xuanyuan Fengxue didn't mean that, the onlookers felt that Miss Fengxue meant that. The skilled man was bold and deliberately let the southern barbarian warrior take action.
The mountain monk is a proud and arrogant person, and now Xuanyuan Fengxue 'deliberately' letting him go is tantamount to looking down on him.
The monk in the mountain clenched his fist angrily. He didn't understand Xuanyuan Fengxue's feelings. He stepped on the ground with his left foot and flew out from the auditorium like a cannonball, landing heavily on the bamboo raft in the pool.
Xuanyuan Fengxue and the Mountain Monk were both very good at Qinggong. When they entered the ring, they both performed an extraordinary and holy Qinggong for everyone.
Before the ring battle even started, the two started to compete with each other. To be sure, it was the mountain monk and Xuanyuan Fengxue who competed with each other...
Xuanyuan Fengxue looked like a flying swallow, landing lightly on the bamboo raft in the water pool. What amazed everyone was that when the eldest lady settled down, the bamboo raft did not sink at all, and the water surface did not make a single ripple.
Those who know the art marvel at Xuanyuan Fengxue's extraordinary lightness skills!
As a result, the mountain monk mustered up all his energy, smashed directly into the ring like a meteorite, and stepped heavily on the bamboo raft.
What was surprising about the mountain monk was that when he landed on the bamboo raft, the water beneath his feet suddenly sunk like a big bowl.
Suddenly huge waves arose in the pool, causing the wooden benches and tables on the beach to crash and stagger.
In this way, both the mountain monk and Xuanyuan Fengxue landed on the bamboo raft in the water pool. They were on the left and right of the water pool, about twenty meters apart from each other.
"Before the competition begins, I want to ask you something." The mountain monk looked at Xuanyuan Fengxue. He took the initiative to contact Zhou Xingyun and others before the start of the arena competition, not to provoke them.
"Say." Xuanyuan Fengxue spat out one word tepidly.
"Your surname is Xuanyuan? Did you know that the Minister of War of the Central Plains Dynasty had a Xuanyuan family?"
"I know. But that has nothing to do with our arena match."
"Do you know anyone from the Xuanyuan family?"
The mountain monk took the initiative to contact Zhou Xingyun before the competition started, but it was only because of Xuanyuan Fengxue's surname that aroused his suspicion.
Xuanyuan Fengxue has a noble temperament, and she is wearing a luxurious cheongsam and a rare plush coat. She looks like a child of an aristocratic family. Therefore, the mountain monk suspects that Xuanyuan Fengxue may be related to the Xuanyuan family who are loyal to the dynasty.
"I am from the Xuanyuan family, but I am from the martial arts world." Xuanyuan Fengxue answered naively. What she wanted to express was that I was from the Shangshu family of the Ministry of War, but now I am a martial artist from the martial arts world.
Even if Sai makes moves, there is no need to be afraid.
You know, when Xuanyuan Feng Xuegui was the top expert in the capital, she was often deceived by the followers around her. Everyone was afraid of offending the Xuanyuan family when they competed with her, so they all ended up playing fake matches with her until she met Zhou Xingyun and others.
, the eldest lady just realized it.
Now that Xuanyuan Fengxue calls himself a Jianghu person, he can let his opponents come over without worrying about the Xuanyuan family.
The mountain monk misunderstood Xuanyuan Fengxue's words and thought that she emphasized that she was from the Jianghu, meaning that there was also a Xuanyuan family in the Jianghu. This Xuanyuan was not that Xuanyuan...
"Beauty of the Central Plains, you are very lucky. The person we are looking for is not you." The mountain monk said something stern without realizing it, and then raised his hand to indicate to the organizer that he was ready and could start the competition at any time.
The gong rang, and the arena battle between Xuanyuan Fengxue and the mountain monk finally began.
The monk in the mountain took the initiative and stepped hard on the bamboo raft, causing a huge splash of water and eagles to hit the sky, and then rushed towards Xuanyuan Fengxue with great momentum.
When he was so powerful that he crossed a parabola and soared into the sky towards Xuanyuan Fengxue, his powerful internal force formed an aura, sweeping in all directions like a ring-shaped hurricane.
The onlookers, spectators who supported Xuanyuan Fengxue, all watched with bated breath, worried that Xuanyuan Fengxue would be injured.
Even the organizer's two commentators were surprised when they saw it and couldn't help blurting out...be careful!
The monk in the mountain showed no mercy and tore the beauty apart with his bare hands, which made everyone watch with horror.
Of course, there are also a small group of people who are afraid that if Xuanyuan Fengxue loses in the group competition, they will be ruined.
Although the Nanman warrior defeated Zhou Xingyun once, Xuanyuan Fengxue and his arena battle, as well as the 'weather vane' of the Wanglou martial arts arena, were more optimistic about Xuanyuan Fengxue, and the majority of people bet on her to win.
Not to mention anything else, in this arena battle, the odds between Xuanyuan Fengxue and Mountain Monk are 0.4 to 1.
In other words, the organizer of Wanglou Martial Arts Arena is very optimistic about Xuanyuan Fengxue, so her price is relatively low.
Since the organizers are so optimistic about Xuanyuan Fengxue, the weather vanes also agree that she can win, and Xuanyuan Fengxue is a companion of the victorious general Zhou Xingyun.
Rao Yue, Wei Suyao, Mu Hanxing, Zheng Chengxue, Li Xiaofan, Qin Shou, Xuanyuan Chongwu and others, Zhou Xingyun and his group have never lost in an arena battle.
Therefore, when many people see that Xuanyuan Fengxue's odds are 0.4, they risk all their money betting that she can win.
This is a very subtle odds, whether it is high or not, whether it is low or not, if you win, you will make a lot of money, but if you lose, you will lose everything.
The southern barbarian warrior has very strong martial arts, so why don't many people bet on him to win? Maybe it's because he's unhappy.
The mountain monk frequently ridiculed the Central Plains warrior. People with integrity would not care about making a small amount of money from him. Therefore, even if some people really think that the Southern Barbarian warrior is very powerful and do not bet on Xuanyuan Fengxue's victory, they will not bet on him.
What's more, all the gentlemen in the audience are sincerely optimistic about Xuanyuan Fengxue.
Putting aside all well-founded professional analysis and making a conclusion based solely on appearance, Xuanyuan Fengxue's superior temperament completely surpassed that of the mountain monk.
The aloof eldest lady is naturally beautiful, and her innate temperament of being a superior person is really not something that can be said casually. People who don’t understand Xuanyuan Fengxue’s nature will think that she is very strong, a combination of civil and military personnel, both talented and beautiful, and very leader-like.
, the real gang leader.
What does Zhou Xingyun think about the masses being so optimistic about Xuanyuan Fengxue?
Zhou Xingyun's idea was that although they were fooled by Xuanyuan Fengxue's cold appearance, they made the right bet today.
To put it bluntly, in the Wanglou Martial Arena, even if Xuanyuan Fengxue's opponent is a Rongguang Martial Lord, the eldest lady still has a winning rate of more than 70%.
Why is Xuanyuan Fengxue so powerful? She is actually stronger than Rongguang Martial Lord?
Because she is fast! Because the scoring mechanism of the martial arts arena is very beneficial to her.
Xuanyuan Fengxue's specialty is her Qinggong. In terms of Qinggong alone, the eldest lady is outstanding and can be ranked among the Zhenbei Cavalry. Even Wei Suyao is not sure of beating her.
No, the mountain monk attacked Xuanyuan Fengxue like a wolf and a tiger, looking like an eagle hunting a rabbit, swooping down on her.
Gone! Xuanyuan Fengxue, who was in the sight of the mountain monk a second ago, suddenly disappeared.
There was a pop of waves, and the mountain monk landed heavily on the raft where Xuanyuan Fengxue was standing.
There is a trace of confusion in the eyes of the mountain monk now. He looks around, looking for his opponent...
"Are you looking for me?" Xuanyuan Fengxue's cold voice came from the shore of the pool.
The monk in the mountain looked back at dusk and saw Xuanyuan Fengxue, who had been standing on the bamboo raft on the left side of the pool, with one hand on his hip and half of his face tilted, standing gracefully on the beach on the right side of the pool.
"Master!"
"Okay! Great!"
"Oh my God! In just one moment! I didn't even see her figure. She crossed the mountain monk and reached the other side of the pool."
The onlookers, who were terrified just a moment ago, suddenly burst into warm applause, cheering for Xuanyuan Feng's snow and snow skills that astonished everyone.
Moreover, Xuanyuan Fengxue was very cool and cool. When she spoke to the monk in the mountain, she put her hands on her hips and lowered her head slightly, closing her eyes and facing the air in front of her, without even looking at the other person.
All in all, Xuanyuan Fengxue gave everyone the feeling that he was powerful and cold.
Zhou Xingyun once said that Xuanyuan Fengxue's cold attitude was not something she deliberately pretended to do.
Unlike Zhou Xingyun's deliberate pretense, Miss Fengxue's nature and daily habits are cold and noble, invisibly exuding the dignity of a superior.
Not to mention Xuanyuan Fengxue who was in the ring at this time, even when she stayed at home on weekdays, the eldest lady would also have this posture.
Throwing a plush coat over his shoulders, holding his cheek in one hand, and holding a book in the other hand, he folded his beautiful long legs and sat coldly on the chair at the top of the hall, sitting silently for a long time.
Zhou Xingyun originally thought that the aloof eldest lady was reading Taigong's Six Taoist Works, learning the art of war like her father, and improving her own knowledge and cultivation.
As a result, when I got closer... what the eldest lady was holding was actually a comic strip drawn by Qin Shou!
What does this matter mean? What does this matter mean? Xuanyuan Fengxue's innate style is completely natural. No matter what she does, people will think that she is very confident and noble. Zhou Xingyun smiled happily in his heart
, even in the bridal chamber, Miss Xuanyuan is still cute and cute, maintaining a tepid and cold attitude...
"Drink!" The monk in the mountain jumped into the air and found Xuanyuan Fengxue standing on the shore. He immediately gathered energy in his Dantian and raised his palms to his heart.
In an instant, the water pool in front of the mountain monk had rough waves, and a curtain of three feet rose up like a waterfall flowing backwards.
Immediately afterwards, the mountain monk squeezed out his palms and shook his hands, and the three-foot-high water curtain immediately turned into thousands of water arrows and roared out.