"And me, don't forget that all of my wealth is on you, and by the way, you also have your own private money." Ling Baobao said happily, and stretched out his palm. From that appearance, there is no Keep tomorrow's match in mind.
Yue Xiuming looked at them suspiciously, and really couldn't figure it out. Mu Hanyan was just confident, but where did the others get their confidence from
But soon, he put all doubts behind him, and stopped asking for trouble if he couldn't figure it out. This seems to be the tradition of the Yue family.
Feeling the strong fighting spirit of these people, as well as the unreserved trust between them, Yue Xiuming's blood boiled in his heart, and he also stretched out his hand.
"Okay, rest early, and let everyone see our true strength tomorrow." At this moment, Mu Hanyan withdrew his hand.
"Okay." Huayue and the others withdrew their hands at the same time, and walked back to their rooms with firm steps.
The courtyard, which was still full of fighting spirit just now, immediately became deserted, Yue Xiuming stretched out his palms blankly, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, with a sad and helpless expression on his face.
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At dawn, before the horn sounded, the stands belonging to the major families in the martial arts arena were already full of seats, and the stands for civilians were even more crowded, and there was a dark sea of people as far as the eye could see.
After watching the two wonderful matchups yesterday, everyone was looking forward to today's final, and even couldn't sleep the whole night.
"Woo..." The horn sounded, and the entire martial arts arena also boiled.
"Today is the final of the Shangyue Royal Swordsmanship Academy Freshman Competition. The participants in this final are Jing Jianjue, Qin Ba, Liang Qian, Lu Zhenhuan, Fei Qiuyi, and From..." The referee walked onto the stage and announced loudly, but before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the roar of the crowd below.
"Get off, you're the one who talks too much nonsense, get off!" The audience, who couldn't wait for a long time, had no mood to listen to his nonsense.
"Uh... both parties please come on stage." Seeing that rotten tomatoes and rotten eggs were about to fly onto the stage, the referee hurriedly made a long and short speech, and then retreated to the side in despair.
As soon as the words fell, Mu Hanyan and Jing Jianjue led the crowd from the steps on both sides to the competition stage.
"If there is a chance, kill Mu Hanyan. If this person is not eliminated, he will become a serious disaster in the future."
"Brother Wenliang was hurt by Mu Hanyan's hands. If you have the chance, you must kill her and avenge Wenliang's blood." The voices of Wu Tianxiong and Tian An seemed to be still ringing in their ears.
Jing Jianjue looked at Mu Hanyan with the same indifferent expression as before, and his eyes were as sharp as a knife.
Behind them, everyone released a strong murderous intent.
Although this kind of murderous intent couldn't be compared with the killing intent that seemed to come from ancient times in Yi Xingtian's Tianxing sword, it still made people feel cold all over.
Mu Hanyan, Huayue and the others all had calm expressions on their faces, and their steps were also unusually steady.
"It's strange, why don't Mu Hanyan's servants look scared at all?" Someone said in surprise when they noticed the confidence and calmness on the faces of Huayue and the others.
"Maybe it's trying to calm down and put on a show." Someone speculated.
"What's the use of pretending to be good? They didn't show their true colors in the first two games. They were lucky in the first two games and didn't even have a chance to make a move. In this game, they will never have such good luck again." Someone was sour. Said.
He followed Mu Hanyan into the finals of the Jianyin College Freshman Competition without even touching a hand. This made those who couldn't even get through the threshold of the college so embarrassing. Jealousy is naturally inevitable.
"It's a pity that Mu Hanyan has a good cultivation base. If they weren't dragged down by them, he might really have a chance to win the championship of this competition, alas." Someone also looked at Mu Hanyan and said sympathetically.
The others agreed one after another, and hearing the meaning of those words, they all believed that Mu Hanyan had no chance of winning, and the reason was because of Huayue and the others.
Mu Hanyan, Huayue and the others looked at each other and smiled knowingly. Today is their time to prove themselves.
"Can we start?" the referee asked.
Mu Hanyan and Jing Jianjue nodded at the same time.
"Start!" The referee ordered.
"Choke..." The five long swords were unsheathed at the same time, and a piece of frost was sprinkled.
It was Jing Jianjue and five people who made the first move.
He was forced by Yue Fanchen to reveal his details yesterday, and maybe other people still can't see the clues, but it is absolutely impossible to hide it from Mu Hanyan's eyes, so he is not going to hide it anymore.
As the long sword was unsheathed, the bodies of the five people flashed light at the same time, and formation runes that were difficult to distinguish with the naked eye appeared on their bodies. The mysterious aura connected the five people closely. Constantly improve.
Sword master eighth middle stage, sword master late eighth stage, peak, sword master ninth, ninth stage middle, late stage, peak, tenth stage, great sword master! Jing Jianjue's strength has actually been raised to the level of a great sword master.
And Qin Ba and the other four have also reached the eighth rank of Sword Master.
Under the powerful coercion, even the audience sitting in the front row of the stands trembled with fear, not to mention Mu Hanyan and others who were the first to bear the brunt of it.
Under the power of the sword, a gust of wind howled, and the clothes were flapping. At this time, Mu Hanyan, Huayue and the others looked as weak as saplings under the storm.
"Ba Jian, Wushuang!" Qin Ba roared furiously, and the long sword was shrouded in waves of sword light, like a giant ax that opened the sky, containing a palpitating sword power.
"Meteor, sword moon!" Liang Qian groaned softly, and the long sword in his hand streaked across a crescent-like silver light, as fast as a meteor and as fast as lightning.
"Thousands of opportunities, sword changes!" Lu Zhenhuan stretched out his long sword, and the long sword in his hand transformed into thousands of illusions, which were endlessly wonderful.
"Qingshuang, sword and shield!" Pei Qiuyi unfolded his sword, and a light blue light and shadow appeared in front of him, like a solid light shield.
The four of them attacked and defended, and attacked Mu Hanyan in no particular order. The four of them walked at the same pace, attacking and defending in an orderly manner, and it was obvious that they had been cooperating for more than a day or two, and they had a tacit understanding.
"Heavenly Killer, Absolute Sword!" Jing Jianjue was the last one, but his sword power was far superior to those of them.
Everyone could see that although Jing Jianjue was the last to strike, his sword was the real kill.
It's no wonder that Mu Hanyan was so amazed by Zhan Yi Xingtian's sword yesterday, so even if he raised his strength to the level of a great sword master with the help of the magic weapon of the temple, he didn't dare to underestimate him at all.
Now that Mu Hanyan has already been murdered, naturally he will not leave any chance for her. First use Qin Ba and others to contain Mu Hanyan, and then give her a fatal chance. This is the safest tactic.
As for Huayue and the others, from the beginning to the end, he never paid attention to the servants who were former guards.
"Mu Hanyan is done. I didn't expect Jing Jianjue's teammates to be so strong. If it was a one-on-one competition, it would not be difficult for Mu Hanyan to beat them. But now, with one against five, how could she resist it?" ?" Seeing the sword skills of Qin Ba and others, everyone in the audience was shocked.