"Humiliation?" Bai Xi raised the corner of his mouth slightly, "Do you think that is humiliation?"
"Hmph!" Mu Shaorong snorted coldly and stopped answering.
"The contest begins!"
As the referee sounds, the competition officially begins!
I don’t know whether Mu Shaorong was unintentional or intentional, but the person he chose to attack was the man in black from the Shangguan family. Therefore, Bai Xi’s opponent was the man in green from the Murong family. She did not take the initiative to attack, but decided to attack. He stood there as if waiting for his opponent to make a move, but the man in black did not take action immediately.
"Is he crazy?"
"I think he doesn't want to compete at all, so he might as well admit defeat."
"That's right, I heard that his opponent is the leader of the Murong family's shadow guard. He is no ordinary opponent."
Bai Xi raised the corners of her lips slightly, is she crazy? It turns out that she was a madman in the eyes of others at this time. If so, let them see a real madman.
The sharp sword in the hand of the man in black is like his cold breath, the cold light is shining, and the murderous intent is fully revealed before anyone takes action.
"Please!" His eyes and tone were cold.
Bai Xi smiled faintly and did not say anything, but just made a gesture of invitation.
The man in black clothes moved like a ghost, and the long sword was like a sharp blade, attacking Bai Xi accurately.
Bai Xi nimbly avoided the sword, her beautiful eyes fixed on the cold sword, the excited light shining directly in her black pupils. You must know that compared to Feng Ming's attack on her, she had to avoid this man. The attack is simply a piece of cake.
Bai Xi had been just dodging, but his pair of black eyes looked straight at the moves used by the man in black and remembered them in his heart. Feeling the tremor in his hand, Bai Xi slightly lowered his head and looked at the sword in his hand. Thinking of what Feng Ming said again, it seemed that this sword was intended to fight with the long sword in the hand of the man in black.
"Haha, I think he is similar to a weak scholar. He doesn't know anything about martial arts. He just gives up. Even if he loses, it won't be too ugly."
"Shh, speak softly, don't let Master Feng hear what you say, otherwise you will be in trouble."
"Third Grandpa, will Brother Yue be okay?" After Feng Shuangshuang heard the conversation, she glanced at the situation on the stage worriedly. She wanted to ask Brother Ming, but she was afraid, so she turned around and asked behind her The third elder.
"Shuang'er, do you like Mr. Yue very much?" The third elder frowned, hoping it wasn't what he thought.
"Well, of course I like it. Brother Yue is as powerful as Brother Ming." Feng Shuangshuang answered honestly. For her, someone who can become friends with Brother Ming must be a very powerful person.
"That's it?"
"kindness."
"Then have you ever thought about marrying him?" The third elder carefully glanced at the head of the family in front of him, and then asked in a low voice.
Feng Shuangshuang was startled, and her face showed no shame, "Third Grandpa, how could you have such an idea."
"Shuang'er, do you mean you haven't thought about marrying that Young Master Yue?" The relationship between Young Master Yue and the head of the family is by no means as simple as just friends, he thinks it's more like...
"Of course not." Feng Shuangshuang rolled her eyes and said with great certainty. Third Grandpa was really weird today. He asked her such incomprehensible questions. How could she have the idea of marrying Brother Yue
"It's fine if it's not, it's fine if it's not!" The third elder secretly breathed a sigh of relief, as long as this girl doesn't have that kind of thoughts, otherwise he wouldn't know what to do.
"Third Grandpa, you haven't answered me yet. Will Brother Yue be okay?" Feng Shuangshuang glanced nervously at the movement on the stage, her face full of tension and worry.
"The head of the family will let Mr. Yue play, then he will be fine." Although he didn't know what Mr. Yue's skills were, he believed in the decision of the head of the family.
As soon as he finished speaking, bursts of exclamations came from the audience!
"Wow, is it snowing? Are those snowflakes? I seem to see snowflakes? Am I dazzled?"
"Yes, those are really snowflakes. I saw them too. You read that right."
"No, it never snows in Qingcheng. Why did it suddenly snow today?"
It's snowing, this was everyone's first reaction, but soon they rejected this idea, because it didn't snow at all, and there were no snowflakes in the audience.
Shangguan Moxue bit her lower lip tightly, clenching her white and tender hands hidden in her sleeves into fists, her eyes full of gloom and cruelty. Is this another reason why he disdains being an enemy of the Shangguan family? If so, then he underestimated her and the entire Shangguan family.
Bai Yujie also looked at Bai Xi on the stage in surprise. Slowly, his handsome face put on a smile. It seemed that Xi'er had grown up and no longer needed his protection. She had the ability. To protect herself. He also knew that all this was thanks to one person.
Murong Qingchen's sharp eyes shrank slightly, this time he really guessed wrong; Murong Sen stood up straight, his pupils dilated, and he stared straight at the white-clothed figure who was banished to the immortal on the stage. That is…
The white clothes are flowing, the steps are light, elegant and agile, the sky is filled with light snowflakes, and the white clothes that banished immortals are like fairies descending from the mortal world, and the entire competition arena is like her stage, at her disposal.
The sword in her hand is like three feet of white silk. It can't be softer, and it can't be lighter. It looks soft and light, with no lethality, but it gives people a cold light that they dare not ignore. Feel.
Snowflakes, no, actually sweet-scented osmanthus, have a pleasant fragrance. The whole scene is surrounded by this fragrance, making people indulge in it.
Suddenly, all the flower petals floating in the air gathered into a ball and hit the man in black quickly and accurately. With a "bang", the body of the man in black was hit by the flower ball and ejected far away from the competition stage. Bai Xi did not stop there. , moved quickly and silently, looking down at the man in black who had the sharp sword in her hand pointed directly at her throat.
"I lost!" The man in black said in a low voice.
Bai Xi raised the corner of her mouth slightly and sheathed her sword gracefully. She did not immediately fly back to the high platform, but came to the audience seat. However, when she passed by the auditorium in the Murong family area, she heard Murong Sen's somewhat dark voice, "Master Yue, where did your swordsmanship come from?"
"What? Does the Murong family want to learn this swordsmanship or does he know the origin of this swordsmanship?" Bai Xi paused in his steps, raised his beautiful eyes, and looked at Murong Sen, who looked a little dazed, and felt a little worried in his heart. speculation.
Murong Sen remained silent, his eyes fixed on Bai Xi.
Bai Xi smiled faintly and continued walking forward, not stopping until he came to Feng Ming. Before she could speak, someone was already faster than her.
"Wow, Brother Yue, you are really amazing." Feng Shuangshuang appeared and cheered excitedly.