Chapter 120: The Battle of Zhao Ziyu (2)
Fang Cai's palm, Mu was really at a loss, and the gap in cultivation made Fang Cai's burst shake her internal organs, and a trace of fishy sweetness dripped down the corners of her mouth.
However, the speed has not slowed down, and now you can't fight for strength, otherwise you will definitely not be able to take advantage, so you can only fight for endurance to outwit when you catch the opportunity.
The speed of the two people was extremely fast, and most of the surrounding spectators could only see two figures shuttling on the martial platform, hearing the sound of powerful forces constantly colliding and producing a huge explosion, accompanied by continuous dust.
Mu Yinqing and the others were in a nervous mood in the restaurant, their eyes staring at it for a moment, and they couldn't help but be worried about such a tense battle situation, for fear that Mu would have any accidents.
Zhao Ziyu, who was chasing after him in the rear, was quite annoyed, and he originally wanted to end the battle quickly, but he wanted to be repeatedly escaped by this cunning fox girl in the distance, and he couldn't help but be a little impetuous.
"What's the matter, the legendary characters of the Imperial City are so capable?" Mu poured out his emotions quickly dodged, and he sneered at the right time.
People who have been flattered for a long time will be somewhat pretentious, even if they are saints, they will not lack these seven emotions and six desires, let alone a young man.
Since the strength cannot be compared, Mu is still confident that he is slightly better mentally.
Zhao Ziyu, who had never been ridiculed like this, had some fluctuations in his thoughts, and after being escaped by him many times, the anger in his heart rose in vain, and the aura around his body skyrocketed instantly, and the condensed rockets hit the sky like a torrential rain.
"It's just that! It's really boring!" Mu poured out an inopportune sneer, seemingly calmly and casually dodging, but in fact, he didn't dare to relax in the slightest, secretly used his aura to increase his defense, and deliberately replied to some cold, loud and small fireballs casually many times.
Once again, he was so despised by Mu Qingqing and was so scorned by her, no matter how good-tempered Zhao Ziyu was, the huge sound of tearing the air was extremely piercing, and before the palm print arrived, the strong strength had easily shattered the bluestone block.
Mu Qingqing, who had just flashed into the distance, was surprised, this powerful force should definitely not be underestimated.
Looks like her approach worked!
"That ghost is clever. Berton stroked his beard with a smile, and did not forget to be proud of his praise: "He is worthy of being the old man's apprentice." ”
"Master, why are you still smiling, it is obvious that my sister has no strength to fight back and keeps fleeing. Mu Yinqing's wrinkled little face didn't know why.
Among the crowd, only Situ Moran continued to watch the changes on the stage with a clear look, and the rest all looked suspiciously at Master Bertong who was smiling on the side.
"That girl knows that the gap in cultivation is too big and it is not the opponent of the other party, so she uses the way of outwitting, and I am afraid that few people can calculate the cunning girl in terms of scheming. Berton explained with a smile, and the pride in his eyes was unobstructed.
"Is that more than half of the chance?" asked Mu Tianlei, who had been dull and silent.
"It's hard to say, after all, the Zhao family kid has already arrived in the Martial Sect, and the girl has just become a martial artist!" Master Bertong's face was slightly dark, and his words were speechless, staring at the changes on the stage from the beginning.
The figures on the martial arts field flashed, the aura moved, and the fierce confrontation was fierce, and the dazzling air currents of the aura gathered condensed, and finally they all bombarded towards the fast dodge Mu Qianqing, only to be quickly dodged by it again and again, and many of them bombarded on the poor martial platform, and the originally neat ground had already been scarred, and many deep pits reflected each other.
Situ Moran's eyebrows shrank slightly, but there is a big gap between the girl's strength and Zhao Ziyu's, but that stubborn girl will definitely not admit defeat lightly・・・・・・
As time went by, Zhao Ziyu, who was chasing after him, became more and more impatient, and he was also restless by his constant humiliation, and the aura around him was riotous.
"Has it finally arrived?" Mu poured his cold face and sank without a trace, only when he tried his best to strike himself could he urge the phoenix to decide, and the opportunity was only this time, so she kept provoking Zhao Ziyu and let him also send out a blow with all his might.
"Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect". Zhao Ziyu snorted lightly, and the dark cyan long sword that had never been urged by his waist suddenly became green, suspended in mid-air, and sword shadows emerged with surging aura.
At the same time, his face turned a little pale, and finally countless Qingmang sword shadows converged on the Qingmang long sword suspended in mid-air, leaning forward and throwing, the long sword swept out, and the powerful aura pierced the void, and the rubble where the sword qi passed was completely destroyed, bringing up a piece of flying sand and stones.
"Purple martial arts!" exclaimed someone in the audience.
This purple martial art has never appeared in the Imperial City in a total of a few copies, and now it suddenly appears so that people are not amazed.
On the other side, Mu stood calmly, his smart eyes crossed a smile, his body did not retreat, but advanced, and the aura that had been brewing for a long time in his body burst out like a pouring flood.
And the dusty sky suddenly burst out of the dazzling fire phoenix phantom, the phantom neutral a calm slender figure, the fire phoenix soared into the void, the speed skyrocketed, only to see a remnant of the shadow straight up.
Zhao Ziyu's delicate face was a little stunned, such a martial art was ・・・・・・.
And Mu Qianqing's shadow came to Zhao Ziyu's stunned moment, and at the staggered moment, Mu Qianqing's hand condensed the aura and struck Zhao Ziyu's left shoulder.
On the gathering of aura, it can be seen that the aura stagnated by Mu Dumping's palm wind broke through the protection in front of Zhao Ziyu and hit his left shoulder steadily.
At this time, the Qingmang Sword in the air collided with the illusory fire phoenix, the huge sound was deafening, and the fire light was staggered, and the fire phoenix swallowed the Qingmang Sword in its belly and made a cracking sound that shook the bottom of the mountain.
The huge aura impact suddenly opened up the two people at close range.
Mu Qianqing's body was shocked and flew more than a dozen steps, the blood and qi in his body surged, and there was a sharp pain, and a fishy sweetness couldn't suppress the spout!
"It's better to lose, I just said that although the girl has some doorways, she can't resist the strength, just let you bet on Zhao Gongzi, you didn't listen. ”
"Hey, it's too late to regret it, that girl is still not as bad as I expected. ”
Some people in the audience have already sighed and regretted, and there are many people watching the excitement.
The smoke of gunpowder on the stage gradually cleared, and the look of surprise and admiration in the eyes of the man standing proudly in a trance was unobstructed.
The white robe has caused a lot of dust, and his delicate face is also a little muddy, and his appearance is not much stronger than Mu Qianqing, and he is also quite wolf.
Mu Qingqing got up slowly, his indifferent face was stained with a little dust, and a touch of loss flashed in his clear dark eyes.
Looks like she's still defeated!
Although some are unwilling, there is nothing to be done.