When the blind monk heard Qin Wanwan's words, his ears moved: "Hello, girl."
Those who can reach the semi-finals are not the strange players in the previous competition. The blind monk drew a slender sword from the green bamboo pole, and the green bamboo pole was held in his left hand.
"It's a double sword."
Xie Gutang opened his mouth, Jian Xingzhi looked around his chest, and responded, "Qingzhuzhuang is the sword, he is left-handed."
In order not to disturb the duel of the people on the stage, this time the ring was specially set up with a soundproof barrier. Qin Wanwan couldn't hear the surrounding voices at all. She only observed the blind sword cultivator.
"Girl," the other party said first, seeing that she didn't make a move, "offended."
Saying that, the opponent stepped forward like a ghost, the sword in the right hand was like rain, and the left hand only focused on blocking.
Qin Wanwan has been training hard with Xie Gutang these days. It is no different than the first serious duel before. Facing such an attack, she is still calm. The opponent's sword is getting more and more urgent.
Jian Xingzhi and Xie Gutang watched from below, breaking a cold sweat for Qin Wanwan.
"She didn't seem to see that he was a left-handed sword."
Xie Gutang was a little worried, and Jian Xingzhi was also secretly panicked, but she felt that this was the Queen of Jishan Mountain, and she must be pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger.
Qin Wanwan always seems to be a little weak when the two sides come and go, and Cui Lu is also worried: "Go on, Wanwan's physical strength may not be able to keep up."
"Will not."
Jane Xingzhi is very confident: "she has a spring birth."
Others can't guarantee, insist on this matter, he believes that Qin Wanwan will be able to do it.
After all, fighting in the desert for a month is not for nothing.
And Qin Wanwan did indeed plan to do so, showing weakness first and waiting for an opportunity.
The opponent was obviously a little impatient with her airtight defense. You came and I went through 20 moves. Qin Wanwan saw that the opponent showed a flaw, and the sword tip was a big gap.
38 exclaimed: "Left!"
Qin Wanwan slashed her sideways with the green bamboo pole, and the sword-tip magic circle suddenly blasted the opponent away with spiritual power!
Victory and defeat.
"Pretty!" Jian Xingzhi was happy to show off the result when she saw the result, "I'll say she definitely knows!"
That is the Lady of the Silent Mountain!
Jian Xingzhi had an extraordinary trust in Qin Wanwan, and when Cuilu heard the words, she frowned: "She won very reluctantly."
"Don't worry," Jian Xingzhi was confident, "These are all tricks."
With that said, the second sword cultivator came up. This sword cultivator was carrying a heavy sword and slammed the sword on the ground, causing the whole ground to tremble.
Qin Wanwan stood in front of him, looking innocent, weak, and pitiful.
Qin Wanwan looked at the cultivator curiously, and went straight to work without saying a word.
If the other party is heavy, she will take a dexterous way, move coquettishly all the way, keep a distance from the other party like flying a kite, and constantly harass the other party.
This kind of physical exertion is very time-consuming. It took a whole afternoon and afternoon to finally exhaust the cultivator and admit defeat.
After the epee cultivator conceded defeat, Qin Wanwan ushered in the last enemy in the semi-finals, the golden sword boy wearing a small cloak and raising his sword.
He looked very calm, as cold and indifferent as usual, his sword was hanging around his waist and looked extremely small, Qin Wanwan observed him and did not dare to underestimate the enemy, Jinjian boy looked up at her: "Hey, my senior brother asked me to I advise you one last time."
"what?"
Qin Wanwan couldn't understand, and the boy Jinjian said indifferently, "The gentleman's sword is not something you deserve. We have to decide the bonus."
"So big?" Qin Wanwan smiled, "Does your senior brother want money, or does he not want me to see Young Master Wuyou?"
"Since you already know..." Jinjian boy raised his hand, grabbed his cloak, and threw it abruptly, "Come on!"
As he said that, he raised his sword and charged towards Qin Wanwan like a bomb. Although he was small, he was very strong, and the sword was ruthless and fast. Every time he collided with Qin Wanwan's sword, Qin Wanwan's mouth was full of punches. numb. And he obviously also learned Chunsheng's exercises, so he won't get tired at all.
Seeing this, Jian Xingzhi couldn't help clenching his fists.
Xie Gutang frowned: "No, Wanwan is afraid it won't work."
"no problem."
Jane Xingzhi gritted her teeth: "she can."
But after speaking, he still stood up from the audience, rushed to the side of the ring, and shouted at Qin Wanwan with Jianxiu next to him: "Don't be a coward! Come on! Hit him!"
Qin Wanwan and Jinjian boy fought for a few rounds, but he was kicked and flew away, and slammed into the stone fence next to him.
Jian Xingzhi rushed over and shouted in her ear: "What are you afraid of, hit him!"
"I can't catch his move, he's too strong."
Qin Wanwan shouted in the excited shouts of the crowd, and Jian Xingzhi scolded her: "You are stupid, he is so short, you are attacking, and raining swords on him from above!"
These words opened up new ideas for Qin Wanwan. Jinjian boy is so short, why does she always think about taking on him 1v1? She should fight back from above.
Qin Wanwan was encouraged. Moments before the Golden Sword Boy raised his sword and slashed over, she turned over, stood up abruptly, and started slashing wildly at the Golden Sword Boy's head!
The boy Jinjian had to jump up to attack her every time, but now Qin Wanwan was slashing from top to bottom, like a whack-a-mole.
Those who take the trick are always more tired. After a while, Qin Wanwan saw the flaw of the golden sword boy, kicked him fiercely, and directly kicked the person into the wooden fence.
Yan Wushuang squeezed to Jinjian Boy's side, desperately shouting: "Flying, what are you flying! Take down the plate!"
"To shut up!"
Jinjian Boy felt humiliated by this remark, which forced him to admit the fact that he was short.
But seeing Qin Wanwan slashing with her sword, she had to use this method for humiliation.
He picked up the sword and slashed at Qin Wanwan's knee, Qin Wanwan quickly retreated half a zhang, opening the situation for the golden sword boy.
The golden sword boy attacked her leg all the way, seeing Jian Xingzhi lift up his sleeves and get angry.
He didn't care what kind of enchantment or not, he used the sound transmission that Qin Wanwan had given her before, and shouted in Qin Wanwan's ear: "Stand upside down and poke him!"
Qin Wanwan said nothing, stood upside down like a front-loading washing machine and started to stab the bald head of Jinjian Boy.
When Yan Wushuang saw this posture, he immediately gritted his teeth, and also sent a voice transmission to his junior brother: "Grab her hair and pull it down!"
Jinjian boy despised this kind of behavior, but he really couldn't resist Qin Wanwan's drum washing swordsmanship.
He raised his left hand and grabbed it, grabbed Qin Wanwan's hair, and threw her aside suddenly.
Jian Xingzhi sucked in a breath of cold air, watching Qin Wanwan's nose bruised and swollen face being smashed, slowly running around in the arena, gritted her teeth, and began to struggle.
She worked too hard. In order to disguise herself, Qin Wanwan had been working so hard all the time.
But he couldn't watch it anymore.
He finally said: "Qin Wanwan, stop pretending, show your true strength! I know it all!"
"What do you know?!"
Qin Wanwan reluctantly experienced the stormy swordsmanship of the Golden Sword Boy and ran around the arena.
"I know you are strong!"
Jane Xingzhi was anxious: "Don't hide your strength, fuck him! Fuck him! Do you still want to soar?"
Qin Wanwan: "..."
In Jian Xingzhi's heart, how strong is she
She didn't have the energy to talk to Jian Xingzhi, so she reluctantly avoided the swordsmanship of the Jinjian boy. The Jinjian boy obviously had hundreds of years more fighting experience than her, and the more she fought, the more courageous Qin Wanwan managed to hide for a long time, but he was finally pulled by her hair." Bang" and threw it to the ground, smashing a deep hole.
Jian Xingzhi was stunned, he clenched his fists and stared at the golden sword boy who was pulling Qin Wanwan's hair.
Boy Jinjian noticed his gaze, turned to look at him, and said indifferently, "Not convinced? You asked her to stand up and hit me."
Jian Xingzhi gritted his teeth.
He knew that Qin Wanwan just didn't care, she was just completing her character design, and she might also want to earn points.
Once they really touch Qin Wanwan's bottom line, like...
"If you have the ability, step on her face."
Jian Xingzhi raised his finger and pointed at Qin Wanwan: "You dare not step on it, you are a grandson."
"Just stepping on the face," Jinjian boy sneered, "Why don't I dare?"
"etc!"
When Yan Wushuang heard this, he subconsciously remembered the battle of the previous junior brother, but before he finished shouting, the boy Jinjian had already stepped on it.
Qin Wanwan was lying on the ground at first, completely losing her fighting spirit, but the moment she noticed Jinjian Boy's feet fell, the small universe burst out in her heart.
Tolerable or unbearable! This incident was a humiliation that she could no longer endure despite her life!
She desperately grabbed the golden sword boy's feet, quickly turned Chunsheng, grabbed the golden sword boy and slammed it into the pit! She was in pain all over her body, and running Chunsheng and Jishan's exercises at the same time made her muscles feel a pain that was about to burst, but it couldn't compare to her anger.
Stepping on the face is like a switch, and it will activate 100% revenge skills. Qin Wanwan grabbed the golden sword boy's hair and threw it back and forth more than a dozen times with lightning speed.
The golden sword boy burst out and shouted, "Enough!"
After saying that, the spiritual power suddenly exploded, Qin Wanwan did not dare to show weakness, and the two of them instantly began to burst with spiritual power in the air, and the sword light slashed! Hit from the ground to the sky, from the sky to the ground, sparks are everywhere, very lively!
Seeing that Qin Wanwan was about to slash the golden sword boy, Yan Wushuang clenched his fists, and he was anxious, and immediately stabbed Qin Wanwan with a sharp needle.
Although Yan Wushuang's cultivation level has regressed, his consciousness is still extremely strong, but this kind of strength is nothing in the eyes of Jian Xing.
Yan Wushuang dared to plot against him, and he immediately shot down Yan Wushuang's needle!
His sea of knowledge is unstable, and he does not dare to use it too much.
Yan Wushuang noticed the existence of Jian Xingzhi, and looked up instantly, Jian Xingzhi put his hands in his sleeves, tilted his head, and looked like "you hit me".
Yan Wushuang gave Jian Xingzhi a "punch fist" gesture across the crowd, just as Qin Wanwan and Jinjian Boy shouted and fell from the sky.
"I'm beating!"
"I chop chop chop chop!"
The two fell and flew up again.
Disgraced and unkempt.
Jian Xingzhi got Yan Wushuang's provocation, raised his hand and made a gesture of wiping his neck.
At this time, Qin Wanwan and Jinjian boy fell down again.
"I'm beating!"
"I chop chop chop chop!"
This time, both Jian Xingzhi and Yan Wushuang felt that they were bored, Yan Wushuang's divine sense condensed the sword and rushed straight towards Qin Wanwan, while Jian Xingzhi condensed the sword ten times and flew towards the golden sword boy!
Yan Wushuang opened his eyes wide, and immediately added nine more swords. Twenty swords circled around the two of them, flying around, fighting fiercely.
The sword condensed out of divine consciousness cannot be seen by others, only those with similar cultivation bases can see it.
Xie Gutang and Cuilu looked at each other, turned their heads to look, and saw that Qin Wanwan and Jinjian boy were ignorant of everything around them, and they cut each other, and Jian Xingzhi and Yan Wushuang were also inseparable.
Yan Wushuang's consciousness was much lower than that of Jian Xingzhi, and soon began to feel pain in the sea of consciousness.
And Jian Xingzhi's sea of knowledge was unstable and began to faint.
The two clenched their fists tightly, Yan Wushuang gritted his teeth, and simply gave up the battle of divine sense, raised his hand and poured his spiritual power into the arena. Up, it became a big slap, flattening this high place with a bang!
This is Qin Wanwan and Jinjian boy falling to the ground again, the two of them didn't realize what happened and continued to fight.
Yan Wushuang noticed that the spiritual energy was too much, so he immediately changed a method and started throwing a knife at the stage. Jian Xingzhi grabbed the stone and started throwing it against him. He threw a knife, and Jian Xingzhi threw a stone.
The stone hit the knife, and the rebound unexpectedly went straight to Yan Wushuang, Yan Wushuang hurriedly avoided, and was annoyed for a while, grabbed the stone and started throwing it at Jian Xingzhi.
Without saying a word, the two started throwing stones at each other. After the stones next to them were thrown, Jian Xingzhi called Shang Nanfeng Xie Gutang: "Get me a stone!"
Yan Wushuang saw that Jian Xingzhi called someone, and quickly called someone: "Get me a stone!"
Nanfeng Xie Gutang Cuilu and the others and the disciples of Jujian Villa became logistics, respectively, and began to hand baskets of stones to Jian Xingzhi and Yan Wushuang, asking them to throw stones across the ring.
The two of you came and went, Yan Wushuang was bruised, and Jian Xingzhi was occasionally bruised.
But they refused to admit defeat and insisted on throwing stones like rain. Every time Qin Wanwan and Jinjian boy fell to the ground, they felt like they were crossing a meteorite belt, dodging stones while slashing at each other.
When it fell to the ground for the last time, Jian Xingzhi smashed a big stone at the boy with the golden sword!
Yan Wushuang also hurriedly threw a big rock on it!
The stones intersected in the air and split in an instant. The flying stone slammed into Qin Wanwan and the Jinjian boy. At that moment, Qin Wanwan touched the neck of the Jinjian boy with a sword. At the same time, she held a Jishan magic formula and immediately slammed the sword.
The battle came to an abrupt end, and the last stone fell on Qin Wanwan's head and fell again.
Qin Wanwan and the Jinjian boy were full of dust, Qin Wanwan looked down at the Jinjian boy: "You lost."
This victory did not come easily, and Qin Wanwan was extremely happy.
The golden sword boy snorted coldly and grabbed his sword back.
He grabbed the sword and turned around, and saw a stone wall was built behind him. Yan Wushuang got up from the stage with a bruised nose and a bruised face. He looked even worse than he looked on stage.
The boy Jinjian woke up instantly, and hurriedly called someone to carry Yan Wushuang away.
Qin Wanwan slowed down on the stage until she finally reacted when the referee pronounced the sentence.
she won!
She entered the finals, and she will soon enter the excellent stage of sword cultivation.
And all of this was done by herself.
She felt a little unreal, subconsciously turned her head in joy, and saw that Jane Xingzhi was standing behind him.
Jian Xingzhi was in a blue robe and a white shirt, with his hands folded between his sleeves, with a scratch on his face. Behind him was a pile of stone walls, his expression was as calm as usual, as if nothing had happened.
"This... what's wrong?"
Qin Wanwan looked at the stone wall in a daze.
The judges packed up on the stage and complained to Qin Wanwan: "You guys have a fight, the stones in the river next to you are almost finished for you, and you can move them back by yourself later, you have some quality."
Qin Wanwan: "???"
"It's nothing," Jian Xingzhi glanced at the judges and instructed Qin Wanwan, "If you win, go back to rest and wait for the final. I'll move the stone."
With that said, Jian Xingzhi raised his hand and slammed the stone into the Qiankun bag, and walked towards the river.
Qin Wanwan didn't look back when she saw Jian Xingzhi, she just remembered: "Master!"
Jian Xingzhi looked back at her and saw Qin Wanwan was a little excited: "I won!"
Jian Xing was stunned for a moment. At that moment, he seemed to see the first time he was the leader of Kendo when he was young.
He couldn't help but smile on his handsome face, and said lightly, "Isn't that what it should be?"