Chapter 2182 I will help you get back what you lost
Hearing Ji Tianxing's words, Lu Baishuang nodded slightly.
"It's not very strong, it's very strong!"
Ji Tianxing raised his eyebrows and asked: "Where did that Tianxin Martial Saint rank in the last holy meeting?"
"fifth."
"What about you?"
"Sixth." Lu Baishuang said in a low tone, with a hint of unwillingness on his face.
"Among the martial saints from the Luoshui Kingdom who came to participate in the Holy Meeting, I ranked the highest, but I couldn't even make it into the top five.
Therefore, the Luoshui Kingdom has been criticized by everyone and is the weakest kingdom."
Ji Tianxing became more and more confused and asked: "It's strange. I think the results of the first round of draws are basically a showdown between strong and weak, and there is not much suspense about the outcome.
Why did it turn into a showdown between strong and powerful when we got here?"
Lu Baishuang shook his head and said in a dull tone: "In two consecutive holy meetings, I was defeated by the sword of Tianxin Martial Saint.
I heard that he practiced a peerless swordsmanship ten years ago, and his skills improved by leaps and bounds.
In this fight, I’m afraid I…”
Ji Tianxing thought for a moment, his eyes became much colder, and he said through a message: "It seems that the result of this lottery is very problematic, and it was probably deliberately arranged by Yuan Zhen and the others.
Tianxin Martial Saint is already stronger than you, and his skill has greatly increased ten years ago, so he will definitely be able to defeat you.
Yuan Zhen did this to deliberately eliminate you in the first round so that you would lose face."
Lu Baishuang nodded and said with an indifferent expression: "You just want to humiliate me, what a despicable person!
If I am eliminated in the first round and cannot even make it into the top fourteen, I will definitely become a laughing stock and the prestige of the Luoshui Kingdom will be damaged."
Ji Tianxing shook his head gently, looked at her with a smile, and said firmly: "Don't worry, no matter what conspiracy they have, don't think about losing the prestige of Luoshui Divine Kingdom.
I’ll help you get back what you lost with interest!”
Lu Baishuang turned to look at him, and after a moment of silence, she nodded solemnly and said: "Okay! I hope you can make a big splash and trample everyone under your feet.
Only in this way can we relieve our hatred and avenge them for besieging us before!"
Ji Tianxing smiled and nodded.
At this time, the first battle is about to begin.
A middle-aged man wearing gray linen clothes and carrying an ancient sword with a pattern on his back was the first to step into the golden light door in the middle of the disk.
"Whoosh!"
With a flash of golden light, he left the white light disk and appeared in the void a hundred miles away.
Obviously, this person is none other than Tianchang Martial Saint, a reclusive descendant of the Taihao Divine Kingdom.
Martial Saint Shen Yue, who was dressed in a pink dress and dressed up, smiled brightly at the martial saints beside him, then turned around and flew into the light door.
"Everyone, please wait for my triumphant return."
Qingshan Martial Saint, Chao Ying and others all opened their mouths to cheer her on.
"Martial Saint Shen Yue, Martial Saint Tianchang are no match for you at all. You can win easily."
"According to my opinion, we can see the outcome within a quarter of an hour at most."
"Martial Saint Shen Yue can be ranked among the top ten, but that Chang Martial Saint is at the bottom..."
In the blink of an eye, Martial Saint Shen Yue also left the white light disc and appeared in the void.
She and Tianchang Martial Saint stood thousands of feet apart, bowed with a smile, and said in a sweet voice: "Tianchang Martial Saint, I am fragile, please be gentler..."
Not only her tone is soft and charming, but her eyes are also looking forward, which is quite seductive.
An ordinary person would agree to it even for the sake of decency and politeness.
However, Tianchang Martial Saint was very old-fashioned and said expressionlessly: "Martial Saint Shen Yue is joking. You are one of the top ten Martial Saints. How dare you not go all out?"
Martial Saint Shen Yue's pretty face immediately turned cold, and he snorted coldly: "Huh! You are so ungrateful. If that's the case, I won't be polite!"
When she finished speaking, she had already raised her arms, waved a pair of big pink embroidered sleeves, and shot out ninety-nine groups of dark red rose flowers, attacking towards the Heavenly Martial Saint.
The rose flowers in the sky burst through the void, blooming with bright red brilliance, looking very gorgeous.
But those ninety-nine rose flowers are all condensed with magic power and contain terrifying power.
Tianchang Martial Saint did not dare to be careless and quickly took out the ancient sword with back patterns on his back and assumed a defensive posture.
He performed the sword technique with his left hand and waved the ancient silver sword with his right hand. The sword light filled the sky with cold light and formed a mountain-like sword net in front of him.
The two began to fight, each showing their strengths, and the brilliance of the fight splashed in the void, and colorful shock waves continued to burst out.
The loud sound of "rumbling" echoed endlessly on the void platform, causing ripples to appear in the dark void.
One shock wave after another, like ocean waves washing over the white light disk.
Fortunately, the white light disk has a shield that blocks the power of the shock wave.
Many martial saints were watching the battle on the disc and were not affected at all.
In the square of Wangtian City, hundreds of thousands of warriors were all staring at the silver screen of light.
On the thousand-foot-long light curtain, the scene on the void platform was clearly shown.
Seeing the two martial saints Tianchang and Shen Yue fighting, the light of the fight burst out, and the light and shadow of spells filled the sky. Many warriors also cheered and discussed happily.
"Martial Saint Shen Yue is indeed a peerless beauty. Not only is she beautiful and powerful, but her fighting skills are also magnificent. She is really admirable!"
"The swordsmanship of Changwu Sheng that day seems to have originated from the hidden sect in ancient times, and it has the demeanor of an unparalleled master!"
"It's a pity that Martial Saint Shen Yue has always had the upper hand and is obviously stronger than Martial Saint Tianchang."
"Wow! The swordsmanship of Tianchang Martial Saint just now was so wonderful, it was really breathtaking!"
"Alas... It's a pity that the light curtain can only see the scene on the void platform, but cannot hear the sound.
It would be more exciting if you could hear the sound of their fighting, right?"
In the huge square, discussions and exclamations resounded one after another, making it very lively.
The moods of hundreds of thousands of warriors also rose and fell along with the competition on the void stage.
Unknowingly, two quarters of an hour passed.
Martial Saint Shen Yue and Tian Chang Martial Saint also fought tens of thousands of moves, consuming a lot of mana.
The battle has come to an end.
Shen Yuewu Sheng's face was slightly pale, his long hair was a little messy, and his bun and headdress were all messy.
There were four long and narrow wounds on her arms and shoulders, with bright red blood constantly leaking out.
However, Tianchang Martial Saint's situation was even worse.
His hair was disheveled, his clothes were ragged, his body was stained with blood, his magic aura was disordered, and he was obviously seriously injured.
The two sides tried their best to fight hundreds of moves, but in the end Tianchang Wusheng was beaten and flew back, and fell into the void with blood vomiting from his mouth.
His soul was traumatized and his consciousness became dizzy and blurred.
Before he could wake up, Shen Yue Wu Sheng teleported to him, holding two swords on his neck.
"Tianchang Martial Saint, I accept the concession!"
A sneer appeared on Shen Yue's lips, he raised his hand and retracted his swords, turned around and left.
Tianchang Martial Saint regretted his defeat, took back his sword with a sad expression, and left the void with a stooped body.