Everyone subconsciously looked at Mu Hanyan, but there was no sympathy or pity for Duan Heshan. Even though the defeat was glorious, how could they have the right to sympathize or pity Duan Heshan
They were even a little envious. If they could fight against Duan Heshan once, even if they lost like Mu Hanyan, it would be a great honor.
That's right, although Mu Hanyan hasn't made a move yet, in the eyes of everyone, he has already been defeated. How can Duan Heshan, who is going all out like a god of war, be a Mu Hanyan who has just joined the academy for half a month? counterbalanced.
There was a sneer on Jiang Qiling's face: Sure enough, this is the Duan Heshan she knows. His strength is not comparable to that of Zhuang Xingfeng, and even she herself does not have the confidence to compete with him. Her father actually said that Duan Heshan is difficult. Not to mention Mu Hanyan, this time, after all, he was mistaken.
Everyone held their breath and stared at the competition stage intently.
Under that terrifying domineering sword power, time and space seemed to have fallen into a stagnation.
The towering sword light cut towards Mu Hanyan, it seemed so slow, but the power of the sword made people feel even more nervous, and felt the fear and awe from the bottom of their hearts.
Mu Hanyan held the hilt of the sword in his hand and remained motionless.
The sword glow flew down, getting closer and closer to him, and it seemed that the next moment, he was going to chop him into pieces and turn him into nothingness, but Mu Hanyan remained motionless.
"What's going on here, is he scared stupid?"
"If it were you, you would probably be scared to death."
"If it was me, I'm afraid I would have knelt down and surrendered in fright, and I can't wait to be scared."
In the audience, someone finally couldn't help but speak out.
They didn't notice the excitement and excitement in Mu Hanyan's eyes.
At this time, in Mu Hanyan's mind, countless sword shadows intertwined, forming exquisite and invisible sword styles, which were exactly the Starfall Eight Desolation Sword.
Although I have comprehended a lot of sword intent from the Seven Killing Formation of Heavenly Sword, this Star Falling Eight Desolation Sword is too profound. The marrow cannot be displayed.
Until now, under the cover of Duan Heshan's domineering sword power, endless pressure poured on her like a tide, as if to crush her body and destroy her thoughts.
But under the oppression of that sword power, there was a sound of heavenly buzzing in his mind, and the interlacing of countless sword shadows became extremely clear.
Duan Heshan's domineering sword light is getting closer and closer, as if it will cut her into pieces in the next moment.
Duan Heshan had a serious expression on his face, and he didn't have the slightest intention to stop.
Mu Hanyan knew that it wasn't that he had any hatred for him, it was just because of his respect for him—the respect among swordsmen.
And she will never let Duan Heshan down!
Below, everyone held their breath and calmed down, so nervous that it was hard to breathe, and Mu Hanyan could even hear their heartbeats that were about to burst out.
Finally, just when the towering sword light was about to fall on Mu Hanyan's head, Han Xiaojian finally made a move.
An unstoppable sword power also spread out.
The cold sky sword light is so radiant and dazzling, like the first light of dawn piercing the darkness in the morning, and like the first lightning that tears apart the dark clouds when a storm comes.
Under the sword light, Duan Heshan's towering figure, like a god of war descending from the earth, suddenly became insignificant, and the sword power that was so overwhelming that people could not breathe also faded away.
"Xingluo, Bahuang!" Mu Hanyan shouted softly.
Thousands of miles of sunny days, the blue sky is like washing, but at this time, there are thousands of stars, but, with Mu Hanyan's soft drink, all the stars fly down like meteors, just like the legendary gods fall.
"Boom!" There was a loud noise.
The solid competition platform broke through and turned into ruins.
After the dust cleared, Duan Heshan's figure appeared on the edge of the competition platform, kneeling on one knee, with a trace of blood oozing from the corner of his mouth.
But Mu Hanyan still stood where he was. The Hanxiao sword has returned to the scabbard, as if it had never been moved.
At this time, Mu Hanyan was like a god flying down from the nine heavens. Although that sword was not as overbearing as Duan Heshan, nor as vicious as Jiang Qiling, it gave people a sense of righteousness and majesty. People can't help but feel admiration.
"I'm defeated." After a long time, Duan Heshan exhaled a foul breath and said with difficulty.
Without saying a word, Mu Hanyan drew out the long sword again, and slowly raised it in front of him, holding the sword upright in one hand and holding his chest with the other, expressing the most sincere respect to Duan Heshan.
Duan Heshan also stood up and saluted Mu Hanyan with his sword. Not long ago, everyone thought that if Mu Hanyan had the opportunity to fight him with all his strength, even if he lost, it would be an honor to lose, and it was a great honor.
But now, Duan Heshan knew that it was his greatest honor to fight Mu Hanyan.
Looking at the two people who cherish each other on the stage, Jiang Qiling's face turned blue, lost, Duan Heshan actually lost.
The domineering sword of Heshan just now was so unparalleled in momentum, so earth-shattering, even she was absolutely not sure of winning against this sword, and even couldn't resist it at all.
But in the end, Duan Heshan still lost. It turned out that what my father said was right, Mu Hanyan was definitely not that simple, even if Duan Heshan took action, it still couldn't stop him from moving forward.
Although she has disguised herself since she was a child and used the image of a savage young lady to cover up her talent, Jiang Qiling has never doubted her own talent and strength, but at this moment, her confidence has been unknowingly He was shaken in the midst of it, and looked at the heroic Mu Hanyan on the stage, and even felt a little powerless.
In the audience, after being shocked, the others also looked at Jiang Qiling, with a hint of mockery in their eyes.
Originally, they also thought that Mu Hanyan would definitely lose in this challenge. After all, Jiang Qiling defeated Zhuang Xingfeng, and Mu Hanyan, let alone defeating Duan Heshan, would never be able to pass the assessment under his hands.
But now, they know that they were wrong. Jiang Qiling used five swords to defeat Zhuang Xingfeng, while Mu Hanyan defeated Duan Heshan with only one sword. The key is that Duan Heshan's strength is fundamentally weak Zhuang Xingfeng is comparable, I don't know how much better than him.
Who is strong and who is weak, need I say more
Jiang Qiling dared to challenge Mu Hanyan in this way, in their view, it was a complete joke.
"Let's go." Paying attention to the taunting eyes of the crowd around her, Jiang Qiling said coldly that she would not have the face to continue to observe the assessment, and walked out with the two young swordsmen who were like her followers.
Under the embarrassment and anger, she didn't notice the strange look in the eyes of the two young swordsmen.
At the same time as Jiang Qiling left, thunderous cheers finally erupted in the martial arts arena.
(Seeing that everyone clearly remembers what I said, this month, if Hanyan doesn’t recover her daughter’s body, I will live broadcast eating the keyboard. I am still a little bit generous in my heart, but in order not to eat the keyboard, I will try my best to break out and write it here Yes. So, my dears, is the monthly pass ready to smash me?)