When they felt the coercion, everyone in the audience changed their faces in unison.

The unsightly young man came to the stage after Meng Shi, and before he drew his sword, people looked at him with contempt.

After all, in the eyes of ordinary people, the outcome of this duel has already been decided.

"It's actually the internal battle ...... the Northern Wei Dynasty"

"But if you draw your own little follower, the luck of this stepson of the Northern Wei Dynasty is really good......"

"Although Mo Hua's previous performance was surprising, he was not Meng Shi's opponent anyway......"

It was obviously the semi-finals, but the onlookers had a bored look on their faces and did not have any expectations for this match.

"The master is right to his follower, maybe he will admit defeat directly from the former Qin stepson, and maybe let his stepson sleep on the stage......"

"Look at that face, I haven't heard that there is any family surnamed Mo in the Northern Wei Dynasty, who is a backing for his stepson......"

Ying Baoyue stood under the stage, listening to the words of the people in the audience, and the ordinary-looking young man just walked up to the high platform quietly.

He still looked the same as before, if he hadn't stayed by Meng Shi's side all the time, Mo Hua's sense of existence was actually very low, just like the sword on his waist that also couldn't be seen as special, but when he pulled out the sword, all the cultivators were shocked.

The boy drew his sword and looked quietly at the man he had been following for a long time.

At this moment, a coercion diffused from his body and his sword.

The pressure was calm, but it made people's backs tingle.

The sword is still the same sword, and the man is still the same person.

But the unity of the sword man suddenly made him look like a different person.

"This is ......" Jiang Yuanyuan on the high platform of the examiner was stunned for a moment, looking at the young man on the stage who was the same as before, "What's the matter with him?" ”

"Won't he also eat the Realm Breaking Pill?" Jiang Yuanyuan was stunned and spoke, but the next moment he found that the situation was wrong.

Unlike the True Yuan on Murong Heng's body that was obviously about to overflow during the battle before, the qi on Mo Hua's body was extremely quiet, firmly controlled within the range of rank six.

But it was such a coercion, like a chill that penetrated into the cracks of his bones, which he had never seen, but instinctively felt unusual.

"What's going on? Obviously it should only be a sixth-level ......" Jiang Yuanyuan rubbed the goosebumps on his arm, "He ......"

"This is the real him," Ji Jiashu took a deep breath as he looked at the extremely ordinary-looking teenager on the stage. The appearance is just the skin, but the ability to really hide under the skin is consistent.

"Or rather, only half of him."

"Half?" Jiang Yuanyuan was stunned, "This is only half?" Where the hell did this kid come from? Who is this man? ”

Although this coercion was terrifying, Jiang Yuanyuan racked his brains and couldn't remember where he had seen it, including the swordsmanship that Mo Hua used before, and he couldn't even see the master.

Looking at Jiang Yuanyuan's puzzled eyes, Ji Jiashu admired that person in his heart.

Some people really don't admire it. In that person's situation, he may not be better able to hide it than he is.

In a sense, it's also an outstanding talent.

"Wait, whoever he is, is this the coercion of rank six?" I couldn't figure it out, so I simply gave up guessing the identity of this person, Jiang Yuanyuan asked eagerly.

"Yes," Ji Jiashu took a deep breath, that young man had always adhered to the rules, and there was nothing wrong with this being the true amount of ordinary rank six. However, the methods that that person has been tempered since childhood are not something that normal people can catch up with.

"This is the true element of rank six, but it is a higher level true element." Ji Jiashu said quietly.

"More advanced?" Jiang Yuanyuan looked shocked, but at this time he found that the stepson of the Northern Wei Dynasty standing in front of Mo Hua looked even more shocked.

"You ......" Meng Shi clenched the newly replaced iron sword in his hand on the battle platform, and looked at this person who accompanied him day and night in amazement.

She naturally knew that Mo Hua was hiding his strength, but she didn't expect him to hide it so deeply. Unexpectedly, he actually showed it in this battle.

Looking at this scene in a daze, her heart suddenly cooled.

It turned out that she guessed wrong after all.

She couldn't trust anyone after all.

"So you want the leader too?" Meng Shi held the sword in his hand, looked at the young man in front of him who had become unfamiliar, took a deep breath and suddenly smiled faintly, "Wouldn't it be better if you said no?" ”

If you want to fight to the death, just come.

That's how she was killed, she didn't need anyone to protect her sister and get out alive.

Although "I ......" had been mentally prepared, when this moment really came, Mo Hua understood what it was like.

At this moment, he was afraid of her eyes.

But he had to look at her.

This is the path he chose.

Mo Hua clenched the sword in his hand, feeling the lines of the sword handle carved into his palm at a moment, and looked up at Meng Shi who had a betrayed look in his eyes in the stinging pain.

"I don't want the leader," he said, taking a deep breath.

"Really?" Meng Shi smiled extremely lightly and looked at his sword, "Then what do you want?" Didn't the Northern Wei Dynasty want the leader? Or are you actually from the North Cold Pavilion? ”

Even if he was the one sent by the Northern Wei Dynasty to guard her, shouldn't she, as the stepson of the Northern Wei Dynasty, get the top spot be the picture that the Northern Wei royal court wants to see? Otherwise, she wouldn't be this stepson.

Unless the Northern Cold Pavilion wants their person to take this leader, this person is actually a double agent of the Northern Cold Pavilion.

Could it be that she had mistaken the teenager again?

Then her eyes are really bad enough, and she deserves to end up like this.

"No, it's not," Mo Hua immediately denied.

"Isn't that either? So what exactly do you want to do? Meng Shi stared at the young man in front of him, his brows furrowed, and his eyes were a little annoyed for the first time. If this person said at the beginning that he wanted to take the leader, she would not be in the same mood as she is now, what would she not dare to say?

The next moment, she suddenly smiled faintly.

"Isn't it fun to lie to me?" She looked at the young man in front of her who suddenly showed his means, and spoke softly.

It's fun to watch her struggle, trust, and tear it apart, right?

Mo Hua was shocked, and the true yuan on his body shook for the first time, and Ji Jiashu, who noticed this, also widened his eyes.

That young man was not the strongest person he had ever seen, but he was the most stable person he had ever seen before, even when he was covered in bruises, Zhenyuan had never been so shocked.

But now, it has shaken so far.

What kind of mood is he feeling in his heart now?

Looking at the hurt eyes of the person in front of him, Mo Hua couldn't tell what kind of mood he was in, because he knew that when he made this choice, she wouldn't believe what he said.

Unless he doesn't want to win her.

But this is not possible.

Even so, he didn't want to lie to her.

"Forget it, you can fight if you want, it was meant to be fought," Meng Shi said lightly, looking at Mo Hua's gaze without the slightest emotion, "I won't give you the leader." ”

"I don't want the leader," Mo Hua clenched the sword in his hand and whispered to Meng Shi, "I'm here to stop you." ”

He has guarded this girl's dream all the way to the present, but now, he wants to tear it up with his own hands.

Just to protect her.

He wouldn't let Meng Shi use the sword technique that consumed the last of her body's energy again, so he had to stop her here.

Even if she never stays with him again.

"I won't let you participate in the decisive battle that follows, senior brother, let's stop here."

"That's it? It depends on whether you have the ability to do it! Meng Shi's sword was blazing, just as her anger was.

The swords of the two collided in mid-air.