Seeing Luo Feng was polite, Jiang Yixue had a good impression of him and smiled faintly: "But you have a really good figure. I have been to many nightclubs, and many of the young masters there are fitness coaches, and their figures are not as good as yours."
Luo Feng was secretly delighted: "Thank you for the compliment, beautiful lady."
"Officer Luo, let's start the duel."
"You're welcome then. Swords have no eyes. Please forgive me."
Luo Feng lightly touched the ox-head shield and the half-moon sword in his hands, making a clanging sound. This was his starting move. As the weapons made the sound, his expression began to become indifferent, and his heart entered the way of ancient martial arts. In his eyes, Jiang Yixiu was not an attractive beauty, but a powerful opponent.
Jiang Yixue was just about to use the moves she had used against Monk Wu Xin, when suddenly, Ye Feng's voice rang in her mind: "Those moves of yours won't work. Luo Feng's Half Moon Scimitar is a treasure. Use your ultimate move, Stormy Sky. Use your ultimate move."
Just as Luo Feng raised his scimitar and was about to rush towards Jiang Yixue, Jiang Yixue suddenly raised her slender, snow-white hand and said with a guilty smile: "Wait a minute."
Luo Feng stopped attacking in confusion and put down the half-moon scimitar he had raised. He didn't know whether to laugh or cry. This was a martial arts competition, not a ball game. How could he stop it casually? "Girl, what's the matter?"
The same is true for Luo Feng. If it were anyone else participating in the competition today, no one would pay attention to her and would just chop her down fiercely with a single blow.
Jiang Yixue tugged at her hair, with a focused and confused look on her face: "Let me think about it first, which move should I use, should I use the sky full of wind and rain, or the sky full of wind and rain, or the sky full of wind and rain?"
Luo Feng had an urge to vomit blood. Fortunately, this was the only move she could choose. Fortunately, he was well-mannered and said calmly, "Sister, swords have no eyes. We are fighting. Please don't stop casually, okay?"
Jiang Yixue smiled foolishly: "I'm sorry, I just haven't figured out how to perform that move. Oh, I've figured out how to use the sword. Let's continue the duel."
Jiang Yixue had almost forgotten her special move, Wind and Rain. It was a very powerful move in the Wind and Rain sword technique, but the sword style was complicated. An ordinary person would need to practice for a month to learn the basic moves. It was a bit difficult for Jiang Yixue, who had never even participated in a sports meet.
Ye Feng removed a lot of the complicated moves before Jiang Yixiu could barely learn them.
She remembered that she had to start from the opening posture, so she asked Luo Feng to pause while she prepared the opening posture for her special move.
She held the flying sword tightly in her hand, formed sword gestures, and pointed the tip of the sword lightly towards the sky, ready to start with a sky full of wind and rain.
She remembered that Ye Feng taught her this way.
This was really difficult for her. From childhood to adulthood, she had rarely participated in sports. It was difficult for her to learn a complicated sword move overnight. It was already good enough that she could remember it so clearly.
And most of the night was spent in bed, whispering in each other's ears.
She gave Ye Feng on the podium a questioning smile and said, "Honey, am I doing this right?"
The internal force in her body was circulating rapidly throughout her body. Because she was a little nervous, a light sweat oozed out of her fair and pretty forehead. The tip of the sword trembled involuntarily and tilted half a degree to the side.
Ye Feng, who was standing on the rostrum, had a frown on his forehead and was looking at her nervously.
Ye Feng suddenly felt that it was a wrong decision to let her compete. He had secretly helped her enter the finals and she had already gained enough screen time. He really shouldn't let her continue to play in the finals.
Below the ring, Jiang Yuxin and Lan Ling'er were also looking at their elder sister nervously. They were a little surprised at first when they saw their elder sister perform this unfathomable sword move. This was the starting move of the Misty Rain Sword Technique's ultimate move. Their elder sister actually learned the Misty Rain Sword Technique's ultimate move.
But looking at her clumsy and stiff movements, Jiang Yuxin and Lan Ling'er both smiled bitterly.
Luo Feng had no choice but to raise the scimitar again. A flash of shining sword light split the sky and the earth. The scimitar drew a graceful arc in the air and slashed towards Jiang Yixiu.
Looking at Jiang Yixue's gentle and moving face and her star-like eyes, Luo Feng unconsciously reduced his strength. If he really killed this beauty with a single knife, he would probably be sad for the rest of his life.
Seeing Luo Feng rushing over, Jiang Yixue shouted tenderly: "The sky is full of wind and rain."
Luo Feng almost laughed out loud. She even called out the names of her moves. She was really a newbie. I really didn't know how this girl made it to the finals.
He was a little curious about what kind of sword move the drizzle and breeze that Jiang Yixue kept talking about was.
Yue Zhuoqun and the other two on the rostrum tried to suppress their laughter. They all had an urge to laugh wildly when they saw Jiang Yixue's opening move with her sword pointing to the sky.
Everyone felt that Jiang Yixue did not seem like she was participating in the finals of an ancient martial arts competition, but rather like a student who had just entered a junior martial arts class, sweating profusely, with stiff movements, and practicing basic skills clumsily.
Even Du Zhong had a strange expression on his face. He wanted to laugh but didn't dare to, and was secretly worried.
He was worried that Luo Feng had hurt Jiang Yixue. Based on his understanding of Luo Feng, he knew that Luo Feng would be gentle and considerate to women and would not be cruel. He gently patted Ye Feng's shoulder to express his sympathy.
Mr. Mo Da still had a blank expression on his face. His eyes were not on the ring, but were quietly focused on Ye Feng. He narrowed his eyes slightly, very curious about what Ye Feng would do to save his beloved girlfriend.
Yue Zhuoqun couldn't help but sneered, "Sect Master Ye, have you prepared your Tianling Pill?"
Puff, all the water that Taoist Chongxu had just drunk came out. A smug look flashed in his eyes, and he sighed softly: "This water is so hot, it burned my tongue."
Zen Master Zhikong chanted the Buddha's name softly: "Amitabha, everything is cause and effect, when the cause and effect are exhausted, it will be extinguished. Good, good."
Just when Luo Feng's scimitar was about to hit Jiang Yixue, Jiang Yixue's expression changed slightly, and the flying sword in his hand burst out with a dazzling light.
She felt that all the internal strength in her body was like a river bursting its dam and flowing into the flying sword. The flying sword in her hand, following her thoughts, flew out with a breeze and drizzle.
Although it was a sword dance, it would be more accurate to say that it was pointed out.
The sword lights in the sky were the remaining images of the flying swords in the air, and Luo Feng's seemingly powerful and swift attack seemed to have turned into slow motion in Jiang Yixue's eyes.
She didn't understand why Luo Feng's movements were so slow. She thought that the handsome guy couldn't bear to hurt her, so he slowed down his movements deliberately. She was a little grateful to Luo Feng in her heart, and couldn't bear to hurt him.
So all her sword moves, like the wind and rain, stabbed at Luo Feng's scimitar, instead of stabbing at Luo Feng's body.
She kind of liked this move, it didn't feel like a martial arts competition, but rather like coloring her own painting, every dot and every stroke was done with all her heart and soul.
(End of this chapter)