"Come on! Come on Beicheng!"
Hearing Qin Wanwan's name, Jian Xingxun immediately began to cheer Qin Wanwan up. Hearing Jian Xingxun's encouragement, the other three people quickly followed suit.
"Come on, Wanwan!"
"Come on, Master!"
"Come on, Qin Wan!"
The four people's voices echoed throughout the entire stadium, cold and lively.
After all, except Nanfeng, the other three have always been the ones to be cheered on. This was their first time to cheer someone up, so their shouts of encouragement were not unfamiliar. Except for Jian Xingxun, they were just making up the numbers, without any of the vigor and vitality that a cheerleader should have.
But fortunately, their cultivation was high enough, their voices were loud enough, and they were full of momentum for the time being.
Qin Wanwan received the encouragement, clenched her fists, and walked onto the stage with her sword in hand.
As soon as she stepped onto the stage, everyone started cheering. Yan Huo, who was tall, looked at Qin Wanwan with contempt: "Are you the disciple of the man who wanted to beat me up yesterday?"
Qin Wanwan shook her head subconsciously, and then she heard Jian Xingxue's excited voice below: "Fight! Beicheng, smash his dog head for me!"
Qin Wanwan lowered her head in shame, feeling so embarrassed.
Yan Huo sneered and put one hand behind his back: "Look at you being so delicate, I'll let you use my hand."
"That's great."
Qin Wanwan was delighted and said generously: "Thank you."
As she spoke, she took a deep breath, got into position, and Yan Huo waved, "Come on."
The moment the sound fell, no one could see clearly how the attack was made, and Yan Huo was knocked away by the sword!
The whole audience was silent, and then Jian Xing applauded excitedly and boasted to a stranger on his left: "Did you see that?! My apprentice, this is my apprentice!"
The stranger nodded. "I know. I knew it from the beginning."
Qin Wanwan never expected that Yan Huo could be knocked out so easily. She stared at her hands in a daze, and then realized.
She is a master.
She suddenly became full of confidence and began to look around.
After a while, the judges called the next person to come up. A woman dressed in fancy clothes descended from the sky, holding two swords in her hands, and shouted, "Look at the swords!"
After saying that, her sword began to dance rapidly, so dazzling that Qin Wanwan kept shaking her head following the tip of her sword.
There is no other reason, this girl just dances like a juggler.
Everyone saw this girl dancing with the sword, and as she danced she added some magic, which made her dance even more beautiful.
"What is she doing?"
Xie Gutang saw through the female swordsman's method and asked Jian Xingxian who was sitting next to him. Jian Xingxian propped up his chin and looked a little sleepy: "I know."
"I heard that this is the newest sect, called Jianhua Sect."
Cuilv explained: "Use dazzling sword moves to confuse the enemy, find the enemy's flaws and attack unexpectedly."
Xie Gutang and Jian Xingyi both looked at Cui Lu as if she was a fool. Cui Lu was stunned for a moment, then quickly explained: "I founded this sect, why are you looking at me?"
“Have they ever won?”
Jian Xing frowned. Cui Lu thought for a moment and hesitated, "It seems that I have won a few games."
"What kind of fool would let them win?"
Jian Xing was a little confused, and everyone fell into deep thought.
Qin Wanwan on the stage was staring at the sword moves in a daze. The female swordsman opposite was dancing all the time, and they danced until the sun became hot. Jian Xing and his group sat down under the shade of a tree high up. Nanfeng bought some watermelon and coconut juice and distributed them to the three of them. Everyone felt as tired as if they had watched a primary school art performance.
They were tired, and Qin Wanwan was tired too. She sat cross-legged on the ground, yawning. She wanted to take action, but was afraid that such a strange trick must be a trick. She could only adopt the strategy of "if the enemy moves, I will move too" and stared at the female cultivator who was wielding the sword.
The female cultivator's sword dance began to slow down, and Qin Wanwan couldn't help but persuade her: "Girl, do you want to fight?"
When the female cultivator heard her words, she immediately became alert and began to dance with the sword while winking at her. She stared at her with sharp eyes and asked her: "Am I powerful? Am I great?"
Qin Wanwan nodded quickly: "Great."
Let’s get started!
"Then why are you still clapping for me?"
The other person gasped: "Can't you see that I'm almost out of strength!"
Qin Wanwan realized that she had been waiting for this applause!
Qin Wanwan quickly grasped the sword and clapped her hands. At that moment, sword light suddenly burst out from the opposite side and blasted her away!
Jian Xing was shocked and angry, and stood up suddenly: "Despicable-"
Before he could finish his words, Cui Lu pulled him down and covered his mouth: "You can be fooled by this, aren't you ashamed to curse?"
Qin Wanwan was blasted into the ground by the sword light. The referee immediately stepped forward, lay beside Qin Wanwan and began to count: "Ten, nine..."
The female cultivator had already begun to welcome everyone's cheers, running around the stadium: "Thank you, thank you everyone..."
Before she finished speaking, a sword light burst out from the direction of Qin Wanwan. Then, Qin Wanwan's sword energy was like rain, and it quickly pierced the female cultivator in a narrow range. The female cultivator was forced to retreat step by step. When she was forced to the edge of the ring, Qin Wanwan suddenly stopped the sword. Everyone held their breath, waiting for Qin Wanwan to make a move. Then they saw Qin Wanwan put away the sword and said respectfully: "Thank you."
The female cultivator was stunned, and Qin Wanwan turned around gracefully. At this moment, the female cultivator fell backwards with blood gushing out of her body. The rescue team immediately rushed over and carried the person away.
Qin Wanwan walked towards the stage amid the noise behind her. Her steps were full of confidence and joy. When she passed by Jian Xingxun and his group, she even shook her hair and winked at everyone.
There was a burst of cheers from the audience, and Jian Xingxue and others clapped their hands hard, more excited than if they had won themselves.
After all, it is common for them to win when three of them sit together, but this is Qin Wanwan’s first victory, the starting point of sword cultivation!
Qin Wanwan won all the games with great momentum. By the last game, it was already afternoon, and a man who looked like a monkey came over.
As soon as this man came, he stared at Qin Wanwan with lustful eyes. Qin Wanwan felt somewhat comfortable with his gaze. After raising her hand to salute, he stabbed him directly with a sword.
When the man saw Qin Wanwan stabbing him, he began to shout, "Oh my, my little beauty, don't fall."
As he spoke, he tripped and Qin Wanwan fell forward. He raised his hand to touch Qin Wanwan's waist. Qin Wanwan subconsciously dodged, but the other party seemed to have anticipated her dodging movement and was ready at the position where she dodged, and stabbed her with a sword!
"Fuck him!" Jian Xingyan saw that this man was bullying Qin Wanwan because she was a girl and deliberately used such a despicable trick. He stood up angrily. Cui Lu and Xie Gutang immediately held him back. Cui Lu advised him: "The cultivation world is full of upright gentlemen. She will meet them sooner or later. It's good for her to meet them."
What Cuilu said didn't make sense. Jian Xing was so angry that his feet were shaking, but he still sat down.
Qin Wanwan reacted quickly on the field, she jumped up and fell to the ground. The opponent chased and hacked at her, and was about to roll off the stage. She grabbed the rope, turned over and kicked him.
The other person grabbed her ankle and said "tsk" before looking at Qin Wanwan stickily: "A beauty is a beauty, her feet are so fragrant."
"Disgusting!" Cui Lu couldn't help but stand up. She was about to rush over to hit someone, but Jian Xingyan and Nan Feng quickly held her back: "Calm down. We are in a competition now. Wan Wan can do it."
As soon as she finished speaking, Qin Wanwan was thrown out by this man and hit the ground hard, dust flew everywhere. The four people were stunned. Xie Gutang finally couldn't stand it anymore and stood up directly: "I'll go beat him."
"Okay!"
This time, Cui Lu calmed down and held him back together with Jian Xing: "This is a competition, we can't interfere!"
Armed with life experience, the four people watched Qin Wanwan fighting with the man on the high platform.
That person's ability was not very good, but he was extremely shameless. Every time he would say something that would make people lose control, or do something inappropriate that would make people hide. Once they hid, they would be trapped, and once they were trapped, they would be beaten. Fortunately, Qin Wanwan was used to being beaten, and she was able to stand up bravely after being thrown into the ground several times.
Qin Wanwan was beaten several times on the stage, so she simply fought with the opponent. She ran away when the opponent chased her. Her attacks were not as strong as the opponent's, but she ran faster than the opponent. The ring was so small that the opponent couldn't even touch her clothes.
The two of them chased each other and fought for an entire afternoon. As the sun was about to set, the fight would end in a draw. Xie Gutang bit his fingers and held back his words, "For a player of this level, I only need one sword."
Emerald gritted her teeth: "I just need a slap."
Jian Xing looked over with his fist clenched, "I only need one finger."
"But what's the use of this?" Nan Feng was frustrated, "You can't even go on stage, and you're just like me."
This made everyone even more anxious, and they quickly drank two sips of coconut juice to cool down.
It was at this moment that the man suddenly jumped up, and flying swords were everywhere around him, stabbing towards Qin Wanwan. Qin Wanwan immediately lit up the sword formation, but the opponent was fast and well prepared. Qin Wanwan's sword formation exploded instantly, and her whole body was pierced by lightsabers. She was nailed to the ground, motionless.
The four of them were stunned, and watched the sun slowly set. The man walked up to Qin Wanwan and stepped on her face.
"My little beauty," the other party tilted his head, "are you still going to admit defeat?"
Qin Wanwan didn't say anything. She just lay on the ground. Jian Xingxun looked at Qin Wanwan on the stage and his heart suddenly tightened.
unacceptable.
He suddenly realized that hitting someone was one thing, but stepping on their face was too much and too bad!
He looked at Qin Wanwan who was being stepped on on the stage and clenched his fists.
Qin Wanwan was lying on the stage, and the moment she felt the other person stepping on her face, anger suddenly rushed to her head.
Do these two really think she is a weakling and that's why they bully her like this?!
She clenched her fists. The surroundings were changing, but the man was completely unaware. Xie Gutang looked up at the sky and suddenly said, "This is..."
"Sword intention."
Jian Xing took a look at the surrounding spiritual energy and his eyes fell on Qin Wanwan: "Her sword has always lost its sharpness. I will give in if I can, and I will endure if I can. Now..."
She finally got angry.
Everyone realized it, except the man who stepped on her face.
The man turned to look at the referee and called over proudly, "Count it."
The referee reacted and stepped forward quickly: "Ten, nine..."
Before he finished speaking, light shot up from Qin Wanwan's body. The opponent flipped and fell to the side. Yuan Ning instantly returned to Qin Wanwan's hand. Qin Wanwan slashed with a sword, and the opponent dodged. At that moment, Qin Wanwan slashed at the opponent's lower body with a sword. The opponent hurriedly moved away, but the sword light was already waiting for him when he moved. He hurriedly dodged. Qin Wanwan grabbed his hair and smiled coldly: "Why are you hiding?"
As he said that, he grabbed the man's hair and threw him back, slamming him to the ground, then slashed at his lower body with another sword!
All the sword cultivators couldn't help but squeeze their legs together. It seemed that Qin Wanwan's long-standing resentment suddenly erupted. She turned from defense to offense and slashed at the sword cultivator wildly.
"Did I let you guys give me face? You can't afford to provoke me, but you can't afford to hide from me. I've already run away like this. It's fine if you hit me, but you also stepped on my face?!"
As she spoke, Qin Wanwan raised her hand and swung her long sword. More than a dozen sword lights instantly pierced through the young man. The young man still refused to admit defeat and rushed forward to fight, but his movements were already slow. Qin Wanwan took away his sword, raised her hand to grab his head and slammed it against her knees: "I let you step on it! I let you step on it!"
After hitting him crazily for more than a dozen times, she grabbed him and faced him: "Do you admit defeat? Do you admit your mistake?!"
"I don't… "
Before she finished speaking, Qin Wanwan, with a dirty face, grabbed the other person's hair and began to swing him on the stage, hitting him from the left to the right, and from the right to the left. After hitting him back and forth for more than ten times, the other person had already been smashed beyond recognition: "Do you know that stepping on someone's face is wrong?!"
"I…"
Before she could finish her words, Qin Wanwan punched the other person on the head, and then started punching him down madly.
Fists flew everywhere, blood splattered on her face, making her look extraordinarily beautiful.
Everyone fell silent. Jian Xing didn't know what was going on. He just felt like the fist hit him in the face.
He swallowed his saliva and watched Qin Wanwan stand up. The referee didn't even count the number of people, but just carried her away. Qin Wanwan stood proudly on the ring, her body covered in blood, her clothes torn, and she clenched her bloody fists and looked down at everyone, shouting, "Who else?! I just want to ask, who else?!"
"I!"
An old voice sounded, and Qin Wanwan's eyes swept over, and she saw the old man trembling on the judges' seat: "I just want to ask... Can I leave work now?"