"If you fight against someone who is injured, even if you win, you won't be able to win with force. But if you let it go like this, I'm afraid Young Master Xue Yue won't be willing to accept it." Wen Ruyu smiled harmlessly.
Hua Jinglan curled her lips, this guy would hit him whenever he wanted, and he also had to say all his nice things.
"Then, I'm offended!" When Wen Ruyu finished her words, she suddenly closed her fingers and pulled up the golden spider silk in the field again!
Hua Jinglan smiled and jumped up again, but she suddenly turned over in the air and faced the ground when she fell. Wen Ruyu was curious about what she was going to do, but saw her slashing the air with her sword, and the long sword hit the golden spider silk in the air. , trembling heavily!
The moment the golden spider silk vibrated in the air, Hua Jinglan could clearly capture the position of the string. She touched the silk with one foot and stood lightly on it!
One of Wen Ruyu's fingers was pulled tightly, and he frowned slightly. He didn't expect Hua Jinglan to suddenly do this!
Hua Jinglan smiled and struck the golden spider silk with her sword, causing all the interlocking spider web-like strings to tremble. Together with the low sound of the long sword, it instantly felt like a Shura field. Meaning, Shura on the string stepped on the golden spider silk and rushed towards Wen Ruyu quickly!
Seeing the sword striking her head, Wen Ruyu jumped up, threw the shuttle in her sleeve backwards, and drove it deeply into the bluestone courtyard wall from a distance of three feet. After avoiding the long sword, she and Hua Jinglan stood on the golden spider silk.
The fire was heavy, and the two figures, one white and one purple, were floating in the air like a freeze-frame. Their swordsmanship and string skills were equally matched, and it was really hard to guess the ending!
When everyone looked at the two of them nervously, Wen Ruyu suddenly smiled, shrugged and said, "Okay, okay, don't stare at me so fiercely, why don't I just admit defeat?"
Hua Jinglan narrowed her eyes dangerously, stretched out her left hand, and struck the golden spider silk under her feet with the sword in her hand!
The whole web shook, but Wen Ruyu said calmly: "Actually, I don't know how to use a sword at all, I just came to join in the fun. Everyone has witnessed Mr. Xue Yue's swordsmanship, and he seems to be better at using long swords than soft swords. , I really have no chance of winning."
"Zheng!" Another sword strike, and the two of them swayed with the net again.
Wen Ruyu saw Hua Jinglan and said nothing. She first looked at the golden spider silk without leaving any trace, and then laughed at herself. There is no weapon in the world that can cut off the golden spider silk...
"It's a little early to say this." Hua Jinglan's figure was particularly clear in the torch. She looked directly at him and raised her sword again, "Didn't you hear the wailing sound?"
"what sound… "
Before Wen Ruyu finished speaking, Hua Jinglan dropped the sword in his hand again, and the sound of the string breaking made him open his eyes in disbelief: How could the golden spider silk be broken? !
In the astonished eyes of everyone, Hua Jinglan picked up the Tiansi Soft Sword and smiled at Yu Chiyue on the viewing platform, "I won."
The smile finally disappeared from Wen Ruyu's face. He carefully looked at the broken golden spider silk all over the ground, and his heart ached to the point of bleeding. The golden spider silk is the most perfect weapon that string magicians pursue all their lives. Today, these dozens of golden spider silk actually turned out to be... All broken!
The bystanders also knew very well that Master Xue Yue indeed won this competition. He completely broke the string three times. The golden spider silk was not a mortal thing, and the sword was not a mortal thing!
Yuchi Yue wanted to run to Hua Jinglan, but was stopped by Yuchi Jue.
Yuchi Jue stepped forward and announced: "The martial arts viewing platform is over. Please go to the wing to rest. There will be a banquet later."
Everyone was shocked: Is this the end
"The fourth magic weapon hasn't been released yet, why is it over?" someone asked.
"The fourth divine weapon is called Kuanglan Sword," Yuchi Jue pointed to the long sword in Hua Jinglan's hand and said, "It has been won by Young Master Xue Yue!"
There was silence for a moment, and even Hua Jinglan was stunned. She didn't expect that she would pull out the fourth magic weapon by chance, but a sword that can cut golden spider silk casually is not so easy to find.
"I want to seize the sword!" Some people were unwilling to give in and shouted one after another.
"Everyone, please be patient," Yuchi Jue said in a loud voice, "The Kuanglan Sword is a century-old sword. I just fed it with Young Master Xueyue's blood. Since it can be pulled out by him, it means that this sword has recognized its owner."
There was another burst of regret and unwillingness, but no one raised any questions. As a result, people began to slowly disperse.
Hua Jinglan looked at the sword in her hand and was a little confused. What kind of sword is the Centennial Sword
"A century-old sword is the last weapon forged by a master craftsman who has reached the pinnacle of weapon forging. On the day the sword is completed, the swordsmith feeds the sword with his whole body's blood and gives the sword soul. After it is sheathed, it can no longer be pulled out. "Chun Yuyan walked in front of Hua Jinglan and his eyes fell on her injured left arm.
Hua Jinglan raised her eyes and glanced at him. Chun Yurong was no longer there, and only Zhui Feng Zhuyu was behind him.
"The Kuanglan Sword is the pinnacle work of the number one swordsmith in Jiuxiao Villa. Mr. Xueyue's talent is limitless." There was no emotion or anger on Mrs. Yuchi's face, but there was a hint of appreciation in her eyes.
Hua Jinglan remembered that Yu Chijue said that the sword was completed yesterday. Does that mean that the swordsmith died under this sword just yesterday
"Swords can choose people," Tang Jihe coughed lightly and said, "Master Xue Yue is indeed no mortal. Today is really an eye-opener for Tang."
Hua Jinglan raised her hand and threw the Tiansi Soft Sword over, "We agreed before we came in."
Tang Jihe's bodyguard was still a little confused when he caught the sword. During this gap, Tang Jihe came back to his senses and looked at her with difficulty, "Master Xue Yue wants to give the Tiansilk Soft Sword to Tang?"
"Why not?" Hua Jinglan asked.
As soon as these words came out, even Mrs. Yuchi was a little surprised. She actually gave away such a peerless sword so lightly
Chun Yuyan's smile deepened and she turned to leave. Wen Ruyu said with unclear meaning: "Master Xue Yue's sword, which he worked so hard for, must be given away because of a joke?"
"There are only truths and lies here, and there is no such thing as joking," Hua Jinglan said with a smile: "But you must not be robbed before you take it home!"
Tang Jihe paused for a moment at his straightforward words without the slightest hint of ridicule, and then waved his hands repeatedly, "I just gave you a lift along the way, and gave you a soft Tiansilk sword as a gift. Jihe is really not worthy of such a gift!"
"Lan'er gave it to you, you have to take it even if you don't want it!" Yuchi Yue, who finally got rid of the servant over there, ran over and took Hua Jinglan's hand, said Huhu, and then touched the hairpin Wearing a beaded red rope, she said happily: "I will carry the things Lan'er gave me with me for the rest of my life!"