Jiang Yixue rolled her eyes at her sister: "You want to give in to Lan Ling'er, thinking that I don't know. As long as you stick your butt out, I know you want to..."
"Big sister, can you be more elegant? Stop sticking your butt out all the time. You are not ladylike at all. I still say the same thing. I want to withdraw from the competition."
When Elder Lu heard that Jiang Yuxin was going to withdraw from the competition, he hated her for disrupting order, so he deprived her of the right to continue the competition without saying a word.
"Girl, this is your own request, don't blame me."
Jiang Yuxin rolled her eyes at Elder Lu and said, "If I don't want to compete, I'll withdraw. It's none of your business."
The second semi-final began, with Li Yanzhi facing Nie Qingwu.
At the beginning, the two men fought fiercely, with soft whips versus flying knives, and it was difficult to tell who would win.
However, Nie Qingwu took advantage of an opportunity and fired five flying knives in one breath. The arena was filled with cold and shining knife shadows, which surrounded Li Yanzhi in the middle.
With a slight twist, the cartilage whip in Li Yanzhi's hand turned into a hard steel stick. She danced with it tightly and without any leaks. No one could be seen, only the sound of clanging and clashing of metal could be heard.
After the sky was filled with knife shadows, Li Yanzhi felt a chill on her forehead, and a strand of her hair slowly fell like snow.
It was not known whether Nie Qingwu showed mercy or cut off his hair accidentally.
Li Yanzhi looked into Nie Qingwu's eyes, trying to find the answer from her eyes: "Sister Qingwu, did you let me do it on purpose, or did you cut my hair off unintentionally?"
Nie Qingwu did not directly answer Li Yanzhi's question, but smiled and asked back: "What do you think?"
The two of them glanced at Ye Feng on the stands at the same time and felt that he looked a little nervous. He didn't want to see any of them get hurt.
Will he be more nervous about himself or the other person
The expressions in both of their eyes were a bit complicated, containing many emotions, curiosity, excitement, and doubt.
Li Yanzhi still had a charming smile on her beautiful face: "I think Sister Qingwu showed mercy and didn't have the heart to hurt me, so she deliberately cut off my hair. My cartilage whip can't beat your flying knife, I admit defeat."
After saying that, she jumped off the stage like Jiang Yuxin did, and admitted defeat, which caused an uproar in the audience. Many people did not see that her beautiful hair was cut off and fell on the stage, so they did not know why she admitted defeat.
Ye Feng gave Nie Qingwu a grateful smile. His eyesight was much sharper. He saw that Nie Qingwu had indeed shown mercy. Her flying knife deflected a bit and did not hurt Li Yanzhi, which made him feel relieved.
"Sister Qingwu, be careful in the finals. Lan Ling'er's temper is flaring up, and she won't even give Brother Ye face."
Nie Qingwu smiled faintly and said, "I will fight based on my own strength, not on anyone else's face."
Du Zhong was a little surprised that Nie Qingwu entered the finals. He smiled and said, "Brother Ye, I heard that the flying knife in her hand was specially made by you for her. Her entry into the finals is also due to your contribution."
"She is the one who outsmarts herself."
The final of the local level group was held between Lan Ling'er and Nie Qingwu. Originally, Li Yanzhi and Jiang Yuxin were competing for the third place in the local level group.
However, Jiang Yuxin withdrew from the competition, and Li Yanzhi won without a fight, getting the third place in the local group competition.
The sound of war drums was deafening. The local group finals began, and Nie Qingwu and Lan Ling'er stood opposite each other.
The eyes of Yue Zhuoqun and Taoist Chongxu became a little fierce. They saw that the two girls on the ring were not only beautiful, but also exuded a kind of spiritual elegance that ordinary ancient martial artists could not match.
Lan Ling'er and Nie Qingwu fought together in Baihua Village to destroy Wang Gu, and their relationship is very special.
"Sister Qingwu, your flying knife skills are getting better and better. I admire you."
Although Nie Qingwu was as brave as a boy, she also hated colorful poisonous insects. Knowing that Lan Ling'er was covered in poisonous insects, she asked nervously, "Lan Ling'er, you won't release your Sanbaoer on me, right?"
Lan Ling'er did not release San Bao'er, but instead looked at Nie Qingwu with her neck tilted with her bare hands.
Lan Ling'er smiled mischievously: "I was afraid that your flying knife would hurt it, so I decided to use my bare hands to deal with your flying knife."
"Then you better be careful, my flying knife has eyes."
Li Yanzhi, who was watching the fight on the side of the ring, was a little anxious: "Why doesn't Lan Ling'er take a weapon? Didn't I give her a scimitar? Even though it's not a very good weapon, it can still block the flying knife."
Jiang Yuxin disagreed: "Lan Ling'er has a lot of treasures on her. Just throwing a few poisonous insects will scare Sister Qingwu away. Look at how calm and collected Brother Ye is. He's not worried at all."
Little did they know that Lan Ling'er contained within her body a divine weapon that could shock the heavens and earth and make ghosts weep - the Chiyou Sword.
That was jointly refined by Huangdi and Yandi, and it is extremely powerful.
So even if Lan Ling'er faced Nie Qingwu's flying knife with bare hands, Ye Feng would not be worried. As long as Lan Ling'er thought about it, the Chi You sword would stretch out from her palm and block the flying knife for her.
Whoosh, two flying knives shot out and hit Lan Ling'er's shoulders. Lan Ling'er slightly turned her body and dodged.
"Two at once, amazing."
"There's more to come."
Three, four...
Nie Qingwu had released the fifth flying knife. The sky was filled with flying knives shining with cold light. They shot and swirled like a net of knives, surrounding Lan Ling'er in the middle.
Nie Qingwu's hands kept dancing in the air, like a gentle dancer, except that she was dancing a murderous sword dance. Every movement brought up a flash of sword light, which was terrifying.
"Why doesn't she release the poisonous insects? Where is Sanbaoer?"
"She doesn't release poisonous insects, nor does she use weapons, so how could she possibly defeat Nie Qingwu?"
Seeing that Lan Ling'er was about to be submerged by the raging sword lights, Lan Ling'er's eyes suddenly became stern, and an unsettling aura of madness spread from the ring to the surroundings.
Lan Ling'er's childlike cunning eyes suddenly became full of overwhelming fighting spirit. She looked arrogant, her pretty face looked serious and arrogant, and her slender body seemed to swell up a lot taller as if it were inflated.
She didn't know when she grasped a long sword with a faint red glow in her hand. On the hilt was a dragon head with bared fangs and claws, looking mighty and ferocious. The sword body was covered with cracks and was filled with murderous intent like a raging storm.
Boom! The long sword was swung violently, as if the heaven and earth were split apart by its domineering momentum, and the entire Huashan Mountain was shaking.
Except for Ye Feng, the several sect leaders in the stands all widened their eyes at the same time with an expression of disbelief on their faces.
What kind of weapon is this? It has such a terrifying aura. Could it be a spiritual weapon
How is it possible? The power contained in this sword is so terrifying that it makes people want to worship it.
What kind of treasure does Yihua Palace have that a female disciple can own such a sword
Only Ye Feng's face remained calm, and Chi You's sword finally appeared.