Not only Du Haoqian, but also the onlookers were also asking.

Through the defensive array, they only saw the lightning-like sword light and the huge dust rising up.

The hard rock surface had been eroded by the cultivator's True Yuan impact, and the entire high platform looked like a sandstorm.

Everyone's eyes widened, and since they couldn't see clearly, they listened.

After the continuous sound of swords, it was stagnant for a while, and just when everyone thought that the victory and defeat were divided, an extremely sharp hum was heard, and the entire defense array made a terrible sound under the huge impact.

The already prepared formation master swarmed up, and after the loud sound, the sword roared again, and the two people on the stage seemed to be immortal.

Until the end, the martial arts stage finally quieted down.

The faces of the onlookers were already covered with sweat, and the huge sound of cicadas sounded in an instant.

Some test takers don't even feel their nails digging into their palms, and their hearts are pounding.

Everyone understood that this seemingly never-ending battle should finally be over.

So...... Who wins and who loses?

This battle that was originally no suspense has been carried out so far, but everyone can no longer understand it.

No one dared to discuss the outcome of this battle, but just looked nervously at the stage.

The same is true of the teenagers under the tree, each of them is very pale, and those who don't know think that they have just played on the field.

Song Yuxue, the only one who was out of place on the side, had a blue face and red eyes.

"Who won?" Hong Shan was chanting words on the side, staring at Duan Lizheng with a wrong eyeball.

Duan Lizheng's expression was solemn and he didn't say a word, Hong Shan beat a drum in his heart and grabbed his shoulder, "Who won the hell?" ”

The dust on the stage was too big to see clearly for a while, but Hong Shan's curiosity couldn't wait.

It's really that this battle has been flipped too many times, and it is overwhelming.

Duan Lizheng glanced at him sideways, his voice was a little cold, "It's not important. ”

It doesn't matter, so what matters?

Hong Shan was stunned, but he keenly sensed that Duan Ergongzi was not in a good mood at this time, so he didn't want to ask again.

At this time, two sword lights lit up again on the martial arts stage, and when everyone's hearts were raised, they saw that the smoke and dust on the stage were dispersed and began to sink slowly.

At this moment, several coughs rang out on the stage.

It's the sound of a girl's cough.

On the observation deck under the stage, everyone looked over at the same time.

A slender figure slowly emerged from the dust.

She was the only one.

The girl was covered in scorch marks, her clothes were tattered and covered with dust, and she looked really embarrassed.

So embarrassed that I don't know if she's a winner or a loser.

Everyone didn't know the situation and didn't dare to speak, Zhu Luan choked on the dust again and coughed a few times, dragged the scabbard out of the soil, and put the sword into the sheath.

Then she turned back to her original position, picked up the broken iron sword and clamped it under her armpit to leave.

At this point, the dust finally all fell, and people finally saw another person.

Song Xuesong was lying on the ground, the broken sword in his hand fell weakly, and his body covered with thick dust was faintly oozing blood.

Song Yuxue let out a piercing scream.

"Kill ......"

"People don't die." At the moment when she was about to scream and kill, Duan Lizheng glanced at her and said.

Half of the sentence was stalked in her throat, and Song Yuxue's expression suddenly distorted.

Hong Shan glanced at her sympathetically, Song Xuesong did look like he was dead, and only a demon like Duan Lizheng could judge that he was not dead at the first time so calmly.

Oh no, there's another one.

It's the evil that caused this picture.

On the stage, Zhu Luan turned around and walked off the stage.

Everyone's complicated eyes cast behind the girl, and Song Xuesong lay there motionless.

This picture is really a bit miserable.

Hong Shan shook his head regretfully, if it weren't for Song Yuxue beside him, he would definitely want to laugh, laughing at Song Xuesong being beaten like a dog.

Thinking of his previous martial arts, this picture looks quite pleasant.

The bell rang on the stage.

The ringing of the bell announced the end of this battle and also announced the outcome of this battle.

If there is no towel, then at the end of the day, whoever can stand will be the winner.

It is self-evident who the winner will be.

This woman ......

She won?

She actually won?

The first battle of sixteen into eight came to an end, but everyone was still stunned for a moment when they really knew the result.

Under the shocked gaze of the people and the candidates, Zhu Luan slowly walked down the stairs of the high platform with the broken sword in his hand.

In this year's Huizhou Township Martial Arts Test, this battle was not the longest, nor the most tragic, nor even the most visually shocking in this women's battle.

But it's definitely the most twists and turns.

Before that, this woman's every battle was very short, and even if she won, it was not realistic, and it always felt like she was playing a trick.

But in the process of these countless flips but finally victory, in the face of Song Xuesong's opponent who has such a favorable time, place, and people, everything this woman shows is indeed worth playing.

It is already difficult to explain all this by coincidence and luck.

Everyone's eyes fell on the slender figure under the tree, and many people remembered the outrageous rumor before.

The woman once said that she wanted three yuan and the first rumor.

Is she telling the truth?

Just when everyone thought she was going to stop, she didn't stop.

Where is she going?

Was she a fluke or was she really strong?

Everyone was confused.

Although the battle this time was longer than before, the reason for it was that this woman happened to borrow the sword of His Highness who was fighting against the Phantom Sword.

It's still unclear how much of it is her ability, and how much of it is the blessing of this sword.

On the stage, Du Haoqian looked at the girl under the tree, and his expression was a little complicated.

Zhu Luan coughed as he walked under the tree, Duan Lizheng's brows first stretched and then frowned, and he was about to catch up, but a figure passed him and rushed towards the coughing girl.

The figure was menacing, but not fast.

Zhu Luan coughed and flashed a step to the side, and Song Yuxue successfully pounced.

"You!" Song Yuxue trembled, "You actually ......"

She wanted to complain loudly about this woman's atrocities, but she didn't understand the actual situation on stage, and she couldn't speak with blood-red eyes.

She wanted to grab this woman's face out of the flowers, but Zhu Luan seemed to dodge slowly with the sword in her hand, but Song Yuxue couldn't touch her no matter what.

"Enough," a man's voice came from the side, and Nian Huazang grabbed Song Yuxue's shoulder.

"What the hell is going on with him," Nian Huazang looked at Song Xuesong, who was surrounded by military attachés on the stage.

What happened to Song Xuesong?

Nian Huazang was extremely upset, but he still had to ask.

"It's not good," Zhu Luan coughed, "It's just that the hand Shaoyin meridian and the foot Shao convulsion pulse are broken." ”

Yes......

That's a real ......

Hong Shan couldn't help but sigh on the side.