"Okay, the competition officially begins!" the host announced.
The two of them stopped talking and each displayed their light and elegant movements, like two beautiful larks intertwined.
All the men in the audience stared straight-eyed. It was indeed a pleasure to see two beautiful girls fighting.
"The power of moonlight!"
Moon-white light flashed between Xu Xuaner's jade fingers, dazzling and bright.
Nine rays of moonlight fell from the sky, lingering around her.
Like a fairy under the moon, holy and charming.
At the same time, Duanmu Qingling's entire body floated in mid-air.
A holy white sword appeared in his hand.
"Nine plum blossoms!"
Duanmu Qingling shouted softly and drew out the long sword in his hand.
A snow-white sword light streaked through the air.
Then, nine gorgeous plum blossom marks bloomed in mid-air.
It intersected with Xu Xuan'er's nine moonlights.
A violent wave of air swept around, and both the other contestants in the arena and the audience in the auditorium could feel the power of the wave.
Xu Xuan'er snorted, and her body quickly flew backwards.
He retreated dozens of steps before finally stopping.
But Duanmu Qingling was unscathed, her long green dress was spotless, and her three thousand blue silk threads were swaying gently in the wind.
"My sister's cultivation is really advanced. I am ashamed of myself."
Xu Xuan'er smiled faintly and did not feel disappointed. She was able to enter the top eight only because of Mu Yu's help and her own good luck.
Duanmu Qingling had shown mercy, otherwise she would have been seriously injured and fell off the competition stage.
"Qing Ling was just lucky enough to be able to beat my sister by one and a half moves."
Duanmu Qingling put away her sword and smiled politely.
Duanmu Qingling was so humble and polite, and there was no trace of the squeamishness of a Duanmu princess, which also made Xu Xuaner feel good about her.
The two were like sisters, laughing and joking, and walked off the stage together.
Xu Xuan'er walked back to Mu Yu, patted Mu Yu's shoulder, and said with a smile: "You will meet your opponent in the next round. Although sister Duanmu is young, her cultivation level is really not low."
Mu Yu opened his eyes, looked at Duanmu Qingling's back in the distance, and said calmly: "He is a good opponent."
Xu Xuan'er chuckled, and suddenly lowered her voice, whispering in Mu Yu's ear: "You have been staring at Sister Duanmu, are you attracted to her?"
"But this is normal. Sister Duanmu is so beautiful and she is a princess of the Duanmu tribe. Many young talents in the spiritual cultivation world of the Land of Gods regard her as a goddess."
"I really don't know how you got such a brain?" Mu Yu felt helpless.
Is he the kind of person who likes pretty girls when he sees them
I think I'm not that vulgar.
While the two were talking, the other two duels had also ended.
Lie Shenzi easily advanced, and the other one was Nangong Yunfei from the Nangong clan.
next round.
Mu Yu faced off against Duanmu Qingling, while Lie Shenzi faced off against Nangong Yunfei.
Mu Yu stepped onto the competition stage again.
Opposite him, Duanmu Qingling was holding a long sword, his skin was crystal clear, and his temperament was pure and beautiful, like a fairy walking out of a painting.
"I just heard from Sister Xu that your cultivation is extremely strong and you are the true king among the younger generation."
On Duanmu Qingling's beautiful face, a pair of gem-like eyes blinked at Mu Yu.
"You are also very strong. Let's see the real chapter under our hands."
After Mu Yu uttered a faint sentence, spiritual power began to flow through his body like a rushing river.