Mo Yun had no strength left to defend anymore.

God knows how this girl named Hanayama Akane practiced the trick of "Mystery-Dividing the Poles" into a continuous technique.

You must know that the trick of dividing the poles is not a high-level skill.

It's a slashing move that makes the sword's god get started.

Before making a move, you must hold your breath and infuse your divine power.

Then destroy the enemy with a strong horizontal slash.

After the move, the divine power in the body flows, and it takes a certain amount of time to circulate back.

An offensive like Akane Hanayama is simply unreasonable!

A miserable smile appeared on Mo Yun's paralyzed and feminine face.

He still hasn't used eighty percent of his tricks, and he is doomed to failure.

Fortunately, he has played a lot, and he can see the mentality of winning and losing, so he dropped the white flute and admitted defeat.

"I lost!"

But Akane Hanayama has already slashed it with one sword.

Seeing that this man admitted defeat, he hurriedly braked on his feet, and then changed direction.

It seems that the direction has changed too quickly, the movement has changed shape, and the soles of the feet have tripped over something, so they say, "Ahh He fell forward.

——The kind of traditional performing arts of the gods of Xianyu Shrine.

A puff of smoke and dust was stirred.

“……”

There was a dead silence.

I don't know if I haven't come back to my senses for that wonderful exchange, or I don't know what expression to use to express Hanayama Akane's performance.

Mo Yunyou's face was also a little unpleasant.

It was hard to believe that he had just surrendered to this young girl.

What is certain, though, is that if she hadn't "braked", he would have been halved by now.

"You...... You okay? He was concerned about Akane Hanayama.

Akane Hanayama "soared" and got up from the floor.

When I killed the ghosts, I fell a lot, and my resistance became stronger, and it was no big deal except for hitting the ground and making the makeup on my face smear.

"I'm okay, I'm okay." She hurriedly straightened up and slapped her cheek.

The girl's face was slightly flushed, as if due to shyness.

It was a humiliating fall.

But after seeing her power, no one will feel ashamed of her.

On the contrary, I will feel that the girl is not only strong, but also a little cute.

The messengers were impressed by Akane Hanayama.

But the gods wanted to know more about how Xi Anyu cultivated such a divine envoy.

Several gods who didn't know much about Xi Anyu had more admiration in their eyes when they looked at Xi Anyu.

Only the face of the great god of white chrysanthemum was ugly.

I thought that Xi Anyu's divine envoy was just a vase, but I didn't expect it to have such strong combat power.

Even Mo Yun, who specializes in cultivating and learning, is not the opponent of the girl named Hua Shan Qian.

She saw with her own eyes just now that when Hua Shanqian was making moves, she broke Mo Yun's sound barrier and sound waves in one move, and she didn't care about Mo Yun's attack at all.

Or maybe Mo Yun's attack couldn't shake her at all.

The divine power overflowing from her body was like a perfect talisman qi, blocking Mo Yun's attacks.

She also saw that Hua Shan Qian had three consecutive moves to "point and divide two poles", which did not violate the principle of this move, but the speed of her breath rotation was too fast, as if she had not consumed divine power.

Mo Yun didn't understand her, no wonder he couldn't beat her.

Taking a step back, Mo Yun belongs to a spell offensive and defensive divine envoy, and he is not good at physical magic envoys like Hua Shan Qian.

An accident, losing is losing, very normal.

It's just that Xi Anyu, who can cultivate such a capable divine envoy, Bai Ju wants him even more.

That mood made him breathe short, and even a little impatient.

But at this moment, you still have to keep your composure as a great god.

On the stage, Mo Yun helped Hua Shanqian up, briefly exchanged a little, and asked Hua Shanqian how to cultivate and how to become stronger.

In this regard, Hua Shan Qian came up with a standard answer:

"100 squats, 100 push-ups, 100 sit-ups plus 10 kilometers of running a day."

"Study hard, physics and mathematics must be studied well!"

"Don't mess with all that bells and whistles!"

Mo Yun smiled.

He doesn't understand.

Does ordinary people's fitness methods and classroom teaching have anything to do with the oracles?

He could only understand that Hua Shan Qian didn't want to leak secrets, so he could only make a perfunctory call.

In short, he conceded his defeat.

But he didn't feel embarrassed, he couldn't beat Hanayama Akane, and he didn't understand the opponent. If we understand each other, we may not know who will win in this competition.

"Miss Hanayama Akane's knife skills are sharp, and she bows down to the wind. I will ask you again for advice when I have the opportunity in the future. ”

"Ah, general, average." Hanayama smiled modestly.

After the flattery, Mo Yun glanced at the audience with his back hand. "The skills in the lower body are not as good as people, but the spell thinks that he has some attainments, is there anyone willing to come up and communicate?"

The implication of this guy's words is not to fight with Hua Shan Qian, pick and choose, compare spells.

In this regard, he is at least confident.

As long as no one defeats him, he can declare: Bai Ju God sits down, and his spells are above everyone in Qinbei.

The people in Qinbei City were indignant, and blurted out a burst of abuse.

"Hey! If you can't beat other people, you have to spell spells? ”

"Yo ho, I'm still playing to my strengths and avoiding my weaknesses."

"I'll be so stupid to spell spells with you!"

"Shameless!"

Although everyone shouted, no one dared to go up.

Mo Yun was also extremely thick-skinned, and he didn't plan to come down, so he continued to stand on the stage, glanced at the audience, and excited: "It's just communication, no matter if you win or lose." ”

He said so, but he almost declared himself a winner.

"Since everyone is not interested in communication, then they will step down." As he spoke, he turned around and left, passing by Hua Shanqian's side, and only then did he respectfully salute her.

But at this moment, one person jumped up soon.

"I'll try." The girl's voice was cold.

Wearing a cheongsam, it seems to be peerless.

"Lin Yawu?!" Someone recognized her immediately.

"Lin Ya dances so well in a cheongsam!"

"That's feminine!"

"The deer god didn't come, she ...... Do you want to do it yourself? ”

Some people drooled when they looked at Lin Yawu's posture, and some people wondered.

Lin Yawu is also a famous genius, with a wide range of social interactions, and many people know her.

As soon as she was at the banquet, some people wanted to talk to her, but there were too many people talking to her, and many people couldn't join the queue and could only watch from afar.

Don't look at Lin Yawu's ability to fight in close combat, her comprehension of spells and spells is also quite high.

But the difference in strength between the two is too great, everyone knows that Lin Yawu has six dans, while Mo Yun has eight dans and is a professional player. Why did Lin Yawu fight with him?

"Miss, are you?" Hearing that someone was on stage, Mo Yun turned around and looked at Lin Yawu, revealing a look of surprise.

"Lin Yawu, Dongxu Shrine is ......" she hugged her chest with her hands and replied subconsciously.

Only halfway through the words, I felt that something was wrong, stopped the next words, and then deliberately avoided them, and said:

"It's a great honor to be able to play against the top masters in the country."