When the blind monk heard Qin Wanwan's words, his ears moved: "Hello, young lady."
Those who could make it to the semi-finals were not the weird players in the previous competitions. The blind monk drew out a slender sword from the green bamboo staff, which he held in his left hand.
"It's a pair of swords."
Xie Gutang opened his mouth, Jian Xingzhi looked at him with his arms crossed, and replied: "The green bamboo stick is the sword, he is left-handed."
In order not to disturb the people fighting on the stage, a soundproof barrier was specially set up on the stage. Qin Wanwan could not hear any sound around her. She only observed the blind swordsman. If the other party did not move, she would not move either.
"Miss," seeing that she didn't take action, Fang was the first to speak, "I'm sorry for the offense."
As he spoke, Fang stepped forward like a ghost, his right hand emitting sword light like rain, while his left hand was only used to block.
Qin Wanwan has been practicing hard with Xie Gutang these days. Unlike the first serious duel, she remained calm in the face of such an attack. Fang Jian's attack became more and more urgent, but Qin Wanwan always maintained a relaxed defensive state.
Jian Xingzhi and Xie Gutang were watching from below, sweating for Qin Wanwan.
"She didn't seem to realize he was a left-handed sword."
Xie Gutang was a little worried, and Jian Xingzhi was also secretly panicking, but he also felt that this was the Lord of Jishan, and she must be playing the pig to eat the tiger.
The two sides fought back and forth, and Qin Wanwan always looked a little weak. Cuilu also became worried: "If we continue, Wanwan may not be able to keep up with us physically."
“No.”
Jian Xingzhi was very confident: "She is very young."
He couldn't guarantee anything else, but he believed Qin Wanwan could do this one thing.
After all, a month of sleepless work in the desert was not in vain.
And Qin Wanwan did exactly that. She showed weakness first and waited for an opportunity to act.
The opponent was obviously a little impatient with her airtight defense. After fighting back and forth for twenty moves, Qin Wanwan saw that the opponent had revealed a flaw, and the magic circle on the tip of the sword burst. At the same time, the opponent slashed with the green bamboo stick in his left hand!
38 exclaimed: "Left!"
Qin Wanwan turned sideways and let the green bamboo stick cut her hard. The magic circle at the tip of the sword brought with it spiritual power and suddenly blasted the other side open!
The winner has been decided.
"Beautiful!" Jian Xingzhi was so happy to see the result that he boasted, "I think she must know!"
That's Lord Jishan!
Jian Xingzhi showed Qin Wanwan an extraordinary trust. Upon hearing this, Cui Lu frowned and said, "She won it reluctantly."
"Don't worry," Jian Xingzhi said confidently, "These are just trifles."
As he spoke, the second sword cultivator came up. This sword cultivator was carrying a heavy sword. He smashed the sword onto the ground, and the entire ground began to shake.
Qin Wanwan stood in front of him, looking innocent, weak and pitiful.
Qin Wanwan looked at the monk curiously, and started working without saying anything.
Although Fang was heavy, she took a nimble path, moving coquettishly all the way, keeping a distance from Fang like flying a kite, and constantly harassing Fang.
This kind of physical exertion was very time-consuming. It took a whole afternoon before the monk was finally exhausted and admitted defeat.
After the heavy sword monk admitted defeat, Qin Wanwan faced the last enemy in the rematch, the golden sword boy wearing a small cloak and holding a sword.
He looked very calm, as cold and indifferent as usual. His sword hung on his waist, looking very small. Qin Wanwan observed him, not daring to underestimate the enemy. The Golden Sword Boy raised his eyes to look at her: "Hey, my senior brother asked me to persuade you one last time."
"What?"
Qin Wanwan didn't understand, and the boy with the golden sword said calmly: "The Gentleman Sword is not something you deserve, we have to take this bonus."
"You're talking so big?" Qin Wanwan smiled, "Does your senior brother want money, or does he not want me to see Master Wuyou?"
"Since you know everything..." The Golden Sword Boy raised his hand and grabbed his cloak, swung it violently, "Come on!"
As he spoke, he raised his sword and rushed towards Qin Wanwan like a bomb. Although he was small, he was very strong, and his sword was fierce and fast. Every time his sword collided with Qin Wanwan's, it made Qin Wanwan's tiger numb.
And he had obviously learned Chun Xiao's skills and didn't look tired at all.
Seeing this, Jian Xingzhi couldn't help but clench his fists.
Xie Gutang frowned: "No, Wanwan is afraid it won't work."
"no problem."
Jian Xingzhi gritted his teeth and said, "She is so cute."
But after saying that, he still stood up from the audience, rushed to the side of the ring, and shouted at Qin Wanwan together with the sword cultivator next to him: "Don't be scared! Go ahead! Beat him!"
Qin Wanwan fought with the Golden Sword Boy for a few rounds before he kicked her away and she hit the stone railing next to her hard.
Jian Xingzhi rushed over immediately and yelled in her ear: "Are you afraid? Go get him!"
"I can't handle his moves. He's too strong."
Qin Wanwan shouted amid the excited shouts of the crowd, and Jian Xingzhi scolded her: "You are stupid, he is so short, you can turn defense into offense and rain swords on him from above!"
This gave Qin Wanwan an idea. The Golden Sword Boy was so short, why did she always want to fight him 1v1? She should turn defense into offense and attack from above.
Qin Wanwan was encouraged. Just before the Golden Sword Boy raised his sword to chop her down, she rolled over, stood up suddenly, and started chopping wildly at the Golden Sword Boy's head!
The Golden Sword Boy always had to jump up to attack her, but now Qin Wanwan chopped from top to bottom with all her might, like a mole, saving energy and making the Golden Sword Boy unable to jump.
The one who receives the attack is always much more tired. After a while, Qin Wanwan saw the weakness of the Golden Sword Boy and kicked him hard, sending him flying and crashing into the wooden railing.
Yan Wushuang squeezed to the side of the Golden Sword Boy and shouted desperately: "Fly! Attack the lower plate!"
"Shut up!"
The Golden Sword Boy felt extremely humiliated by these words, as they were forcing him to admit the fact that he was short.
But seeing Qin Wanwan swinging her sword at him, he had no choice but to use this method to get rid of the humiliation.
He raised his sword and chopped at Qin Wanwan's knee. Qin Wanwan quickly retreated half a foot, and the boy with the golden sword opened the situation.
The boy with the golden sword attacked all the way to her legs, which made Jian Xingzhi roll up his sleeves, furious.
He didn't care about the barrier or not, and used the sound transmission hairpin that Qin Wanwan had given her before, and shouted in Qin Wanwan's ear: "Stand upside down and poke him!"
Qin Wanwan didn't say anything, stood upside down like a washing machine and tried to stab the Golden Sword Boy's bald head.
When Yan Wushuang saw this, he gritted his teeth and sent a message to his junior brother: "Pull her hair down!"
The Golden Sword Boy despised this kind of behavior, but he really couldn't resist Qin Wanwan's drum washing sword technique.
He raised his left hand, grabbed Qin Wanwan's hair, and suddenly threw her to the side.
Jian Xingzhi sucked in a breath of cold air, looking at Qin Wanwan who was beaten black and blue, running around the ring slowly, he gritted his teeth and began to struggle.
She tried too hard. In order to disguise herself, Qin Wanwan has been working so hard all along.
But he couldn't bear to watch it anymore.
He finally spoke: "Qin Wanwan, stop pretending and show your true strength! I know everything!"
"What do you know?!"
Qin Wanwan barely endured the Golden Sword Boy's violent sword skills and ran all over the arena.
"I know you're strong!"
Jian Xingzhi was anxious: "Don't hide your strength, go get him! Go get him! Do you still want to ascend?"
Qin Wanwan: “…”
In Jian Xingzhi's heart, how strong is she
She didn't have the energy to talk to Jian Xingzhi and could only barely dodge the Golden Sword Boy's swordsmanship. The Golden Sword Boy obviously had hundreds of years more combat experience than her, and he became braver with each battle. Qin Wanwan managed to dodge for a long time, but was finally grabbed by his hair and thrown to the ground with a bang, creating a deep pit.
Jian Xingzhi was stunned. He clenched his fists and stared at the boy with the golden sword who was pulling Qin Wanwan's hair.
The Golden Sword Boy noticed his gaze, turned to look at him, and said coldly: "Not convinced? Ask her to stand up and confront me."
Jian Xingzhi gritted his teeth.
He knew that Qin Wanwan just didn't care. She was just perfecting her own image and maybe wanted to earn points.
Once they really touch Qin Wanwan's bottom line, for example...
"You are so stupid, you stepped on her face."
Jian Xingzhi raised his finger and pointed at Qin Wanwan: "Don't you dare step on me, you are a grandson."
"It's just a step on your face," the Golden Sword Boy sneered, "Why wouldn't I dare?"
"etc!"
When Yan Wushuang heard this, he subconsciously thought of the battle with his previous junior brother. However, before he could finish shouting "wait", the Golden Sword Boy had already stepped forward.
Qin Wanwan was lying on the ground, having completely lost her fighting spirit, but the moment she noticed the golden sword boy's feet falling, the small universe in her heart suddenly exploded.
This is intolerable! This is a humiliation that she cannot endure even at the cost of her life!
She desperately grabbed the feet of the Golden Sword Boy, quickly activated her Spring Power, grabbed the Golden Sword Boy and swung him hard, smashing him directly into the pit!
Her whole body was in pain, and practicing the Chunxun and Jishan techniques at the same time made her tendons and veins feel like they were about to explode, but this was nothing compared to her anger.
Stepping on the face was like a switch, activating the revenge skill 100%. Qin Wanwan grabbed the Golden Sword Boy's hair and swung it back and forth more than a dozen times at lightning speed.
The Golden Sword Boy suddenly exploded and shouted, "Enough!"
After that, the spiritual power suddenly exploded, Qin Wanwan did not dare to show weakness, and the two of them instantly began to bombard with spiritual power in the air, and the swords slashed wildly! From the ground to the sky, from the sky to the ground, sparks flew, it was very lively!
Seeing that Qin Wanwan was about to chop the Golden Sword Boy, Yan Wushuang clenched his fists. He became anxious and immediately condensed his spiritual consciousness into a needle, stabbing it fiercely at Qin Wanwan.
Although Yan Wushuang's cultivation had regressed, his spiritual awareness was still extremely strong. However, this strength was nothing in Jian Xing's eyes.
Yan Wushuang dared to plot against him, so he immediately used his spiritual power to condense a needle and directly knocked Yan Wushuang's needle down!
His sea of consciousness was unstable, so he didn't dare to use it too much.
Yan Wushuang noticed Jian Xingzhi's presence and looked up instantly. Jian Xingzhi had his hands in his sleeves, tilted his head, and had an "are you kidding me" look on his face.
Yan Wushuang made a "clenched fist" gesture to Jian Xingzhi across the crowd, and just then Qin Wanwan and the Golden Sword Boy fell from the sky shouting.
"I !"
"I chop, chop, chop!"
The two of them landed slowly and flew up slowly again.
He was covered in dust and dirt, with unkempt hair and dirty face.
Jian Xingzhi felt provoked by Yan Wushuang and raised his hand as if he was wiping his neck.
At this time, Qin Wanwan and the Golden Sword Boy landed again.
"I !"
"I chop, chop, chop!"
This time, Jian Xingzhi and Yan Wushuang both felt that these two people were extremely annoying. Yan Wushuang condensed his spiritual consciousness into a sword and rushed straight towards Qin Wanwan. At the same time, Jian Xingzhi condensed his sword ten times more powerful and flew towards the Golden Sword Boy!
Yan Wushuang opened his eyes wide and immediately added nine more swords. Twenty swords surrounded the two of them, flying back and forth and fighting fiercely.
The sword condensed by spiritual consciousness cannot be seen by people nearby, and only people with similar cultivation level can see it.
Xie Gutang and Cuilu glanced at each other, then turned around and looked. On the stage, Qin Wanwan and the Golden Sword Boy were oblivious to everything around them, fighting intently, while Jian Xingzhi and Yan Wushuang were also fighting fiercely.
Yan Wushuang's spiritual power was much weaker than Jian Xingzhi's, and soon he began to feel pain in his sea of consciousness.
Jian Xingzhi's sea of consciousness became unstable and began to feel dizzy.
The two men clenched their fists. Yan Wushuang gritted his teeth and simply gave up the spiritual battle. He raised his hand and poured spiritual power into the ring. The ring was raised up on Qin Wanwan's side. Jian Xingzhi did not hesitate and poured spiritual power into the stage. He gave a big slap and flattened the high place!
Qin Wanwan and the Golden Sword Boy fell to the ground again. They were unaware of what had happened and continued to walk.
Yan Wushuang realized that he was consuming too much spiritual energy, so he immediately changed his method and started throwing knives at the stage. Jian Xingzhi grabbed a stone and started throwing it at him. He threw a knife and Jian Xingzhi threw a stone.
The stone hit the knife and bounced back towards Yan Wushuang. Yan Wushuang dodged in a hurry and got angry for a moment. He grabbed the stone and started throwing it at Jian Xingzhi.
Without saying anything, the two began to throw stones. When they had thrown all the stones nearby, Jian Xingzhi called Nanfeng Xie Gutang: "Come on, I'll find some stones!"
Seeing Jian Xingzhi calling for help, Yan Wushuang also hurriedly called for help: "Hurry up, I'll find a stone!"
Nanfeng, Xie Gutang, Cuilu and others, as well as the disciples of Giant Sword Villa, served as logistics and began to pass baskets of stones to Jian Xingzhi and Yan Wushuang, asking them to throw the stones across the arena.
The two of them fought back and forth, Yan Wushuang was hit with a bruised nose and swollen face, and Jian Xingzhi was also occasionally scratched.
But they refused to admit defeat and kept on throwing the stones like rain. Every time Qin Wanwan and the Golden Sword Boy landed on the ground, they felt like they were crossing a meteorite belt, dodging the stones while slashing at the ground.
When he fell to the ground for the last time, Jian Xingzhi threw a big rock at the Golden Sword Boy!
Yan Wushuang also quickly threw a big rock at it!
The stones intersected in the air and broke apart in an instant, and the flying stones hit Qin Wanwan and the Golden Sword Boy. At that moment, Qin Wanwan put a sword against the Golden Sword Boy's neck and at the same time, she used the Silent Mountain Technique in her hand and immediately surrendered her sword.
The battle came to an abrupt end, and the last stone fell on Qin Wanwan's head and then fell down.
Qin Wanwan and the Golden Sword Boy were both covered in dust. Qin Wanwan looked down at the Golden Sword Boy and said, "You lose."
This victory was hard-won, and Qin Wanwan was extremely happy.
The boy with the golden sword snorted coldly and snatched back his sword.
He turned around holding the sword, and saw a stone wall behind him. Yan Wushuang climbed up from the stage with a bruised face and nose, looking even worse than he did on the stage. He said incoherently, "Junior brother, are you... okay?"
The Golden Sword Boy woke up instantly and quickly asked someone to carry Yan Wushuang away.
Qin Wanwan lay on the stage for a while, until the referee announced the verdict, when she finally reacted.
She won!
She has entered the finals, and she will soon enter the excellent stage among sword practitioners.
And all of this was something she came up with herself.
She felt it was a little unreal and subconsciously turned around in joy, only to see Jian Xingzhi standing behind him.
Jian Xingzhi was wearing a blue robe and white shirt, with his hands clasped in his sleeves and scratches on his face. Behind him was a pile of stone walls. His expression was as calm as usual, as if nothing happened.
"What... is going on?"
Qin Wanwan looked at the stone wall, bewildered.
The judges were packing up their things on the stage and complained to Qin Wanwan: "You guys are such a bunch of idiots. You've almost fished out all the rocks in the river next to you. Wait for them to carry them back by yourselves. Show some manners."
Qin Wanwan: “???”
"Nothing." Jian Xingzhi glanced at the judges and told Qin Wanwan, "You won. Go back and rest for the finals. I'll move the stones."
As he said that, Jian Xingzhi raised his hand and threw the stone into his Qiankun bag, then walked towards the river.
Qin Wanwan saw Jian Xingzhi didn't even turn his head, then she remembered: "Master!"
Jian Xingzhi looked back at her and saw that Qin Wanwan was a little excited: "I won!"
Jian Xing was stunned. At that moment, he seemed to see himself when he was young and won the championship in kendo for the first time.
He couldn't help but smile on his handsome face, and said lightly: "Isn't that what should be done?"