On the competition stage, Jing Jianjue led Qin Ba and others off the stage with a livid face. Originally thought that relying on the enhanced strength of the magic artifact of the temple, Yue Fanchen and the others were completely vulnerable, but in the end it turned out to be such a result, not only their biggest secret was exposed in advance, even he was almost injured in Long Ya's hands.
Only then did thunderous cheers resound from the audience, half of which was given to the winning Jing Jianjue team, and the other half was given to Yue Fanchen and others. Although they were defeated, they used their blood to prove their bravery and bloodiness, and their unyielding will, which is what the people of Shangyue, who are naturally martial, value most.
"Next time, Mu Hanyan, Huayue, Zirong, Jiang Yuzhe, and Tang Bufan from Anyun Longyan College will face Yi Xingtian, Shi Jian, Shi Yin, Zhan Li, and Meng Xun from Xuelan College in the Northern Qi Dynasty." Several guards waited to clean up After cleaning the competition stage, the referee stepped onto the stage again and announced loudly.
The shouts sounded again. After admiring a soul-stirring battle just now, everyone was full of anticipation for the next battle.
"There seems to be a big gap in strength between An Yun and Bei Qi. I wonder if Mu Hanyan has such good luck this time?"
"How could it be possible to have such good luck forever? In the last game, Lu Junran thought he was smart. Otherwise, with the strength of Zhao Feng and the others, Mu Hanyan and his subordinates would not be their opponents at all. It was a good situation with five enemies and one, but because of Lu Junran The early defeat turned into one-sidedness, how could Yi Xingtian make the same mistake this time."
"That's right, in this competition, Mu Hanyan will most likely be killed by those who are slowing down." In the shouting, there were also some unharmonious voices.
Amidst the shouts and discussions, both sides appeared on the stage at the same time.
In the midst of a great battle, there is no room for distraction. Mu Hanyan has completely forgotten Jing Jianjue, and is looking at Yi Xingtian who is opposite him.
Different from yesterday's indifference and arrogance when he looked at thousands of creatures like ants, Yi Xingtian was also looking at Mu Hanyan at this time, and his expression became extremely dignified.
It seemed that she was not as arrogant as she imagined, but regarded herself as an opponent worthy of attention. Mu Hanyan didn't know whether she should feel lucky or unfortunate.
The audience in the audience also showed doubts. Judging from the previous performance, Yi Xingtian's arrogance was written in his bones. He didn't pay attention to anyone at all, but he paid so much attention to Mu Hanyan. Could it be, Mu Hanyan was really strong to this extent.
Of course, they had seen Mu Hanyan's strength with their own eyes, but Yi Xingtian's murderous sword impressed them even more. From their point of view, Mu Hanyan might hardly be Yi Xingtian's opponent. What's more, there are four people who are holding back, but why does she show such a dignified look in front of Mu Hanyan
"You all go down." Just when everyone was puzzled, Yi Xingtian waved his hand suddenly and said.
"What?" Everyone was taken aback, even Mu Hanyan was taken aback.
"Mu Hanyan, do you dare to fight alone with me?" Yi Xingtian yelled again before recovering.
"Why don't you dare!" Mu Hanyan replied proudly.
A one-on-one duel, which was originally what she dreamed of. It's not because Huayue and the others are weak, but because they don't want to expose their most powerful trump card. It's just that she didn't expect Yi Xingtian to make such a request, probably because she was too arrogant and didn't want to take advantage of her.
Mu Hanyan took a look at Yi Xingtian, and felt a little fond of this cold and arrogant woman.
"You go down first." Mu Hanyan said to Huayue and the others.
"Yes, my lord." Huayue and the others quickly walked off the competition stage.
Although according to the rules, it should be a five-on-five group battle, but as long as one side loses completely, the other side will win even if there is one person left, so the others took the initiative to step down, leaving only Mu Hanyan and Yi Xingtian to fight alone. The outcome is also in line with the rules.
On the other side, Shi Jian Shi Yin and Zhan Li Meng Xun, who had just stepped onto the stage, turned around and walked to the audience without any doubts.
But before stepping down, Shi Jian untied the long sword behind him and handed it to Yi Xingtian.
Careful people noticed a detail. This time, Shi Jian didn't wipe the hilt, let alone tie a scarf on it. That is to say, in Yi Xingtian's view, Mu Hanyan was an opponent worthy of a fight. She fights without getting her hands dirty.
This discovery made everyone's hearts tremble again.
"This Mu Hanyan is too lucky to meet such an open and aboveboard opponent." There was another voice of emotion from the audience.
I thought that Mu Hanyan's servants who were holding back would bring Mu Hanyan misfortune this time, but I didn't know that the competition hadn't started yet, Yi Xingtian asked for a separate competition, and the others left the field separately.
"Yeah, if you meet someone else, how can you waste such a good opportunity. The luck of Mu Hanyan's team is indeed a bit ridiculous." The others also ordered to agree.
However, not long after, they will know that it is not Mu Hanyan and others who are lucky, but Yi Xingtian and Shi Jian.
"Are you ready?" When the others walked off the stage, the referee asked Mu Hanyan and Yi Xingtian.
Although the competition hadn't officially started yet, he had already sensed the surging fighting spirit from the two of them, and his expression became extraordinarily solemn.
Mu Hanyan and Yi Xingtian nodded at the same time.
"The competition begins." The referee flew back.
"Om..." Amidst the dragon's chant, the two divine swords were unsheathed at the same time.
The two sword cries competed with each other and went straight to the nine heavens, like two ancient black dragons fighting to the death in midair.
The audience off the field were all surprised. This was the first time they had seen such a scene of sword fighting.
Not to mention them, even Mu Hanyan met him for the first time. Obviously, the spirit in the sword of Han Xiaojian regarded the opponent's divine sword as an evenly matched opponent, which aroused his desire to win .
"Your sword is good. This is the first time that I have such a strong fighting spirit in this line of heaven!" Yi Xingtian glanced at Mu Hanyan, and said lightly, holding the long sword flat, pointing at Mu Hanyan from afar.
"This sword is called Han Xiao, and it has the power of a divine weapon." Mu Hanyan said calmly, pointing at his opponent.
Although neither of them made a move, both of them had a strong fighting spirit and heavy coercion at the same time, and the sound of the sword's cry was even louder, colliding with each other like waves in a strong wind.
The audience has long been silent. Under the fighting spirit and coercion released by the two, as well as the coercion of the two swords themselves, everyone feels great pressure and wants to discuss a few times, but Zhang He opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a word.
The sky was clouded with dark clouds, and the cold wind whizzed past, making the feeling even more dull.