Chapter 1217 - Who Gave You Your Confidence [4]
And Mu Feng felt that Alexander, for Ye Xiyue, a novice who also held a broken sword, had no need to compare against the strongest person, and the result was already clear and lost.
"Emperor, what should I do next?" Mu Feng asked.
Huangjun sat lazily on the chair at night, his eyes were like torches, "Fight!" ”
"You're going to lose."
"Everybody thinks she's going to lose, and we're not the only ones who think so."
"Then what are we going to fight?"
"Take the initiative to abstain, what you lose is not as simple as the sword fighting conference, but dignity, for a person who escapes from the battle, others will never look down on her."
When Ye Xiyue heard this, she suddenly looked at Huang Junye, he understood her.
Mu Feng thought about it and felt that it was like that.
In this sword fight, the winner is actually ice dance, whether it is in terms of reputation or identity, ice dance will be the biggest winner.
What they can do now is to never give up on Ye Xiyue, stand behind her, and support her.
The second round of the game started soon, and Ye Xiyue looked like a spectator outside the arena because she drew a white lot.
The time passed by by mid-afternoon.
Seeing that this sword fighting conference has been going on for a day, the strongest person has finally been introduced.
The long-awaited – Ice Dance.
If it is said that the ice dance is the leader of this sword fighting conference, it is true, even Ye Xiyue has to admit that the means of the ice dance are vigorous and resolute, and they are crushed with one move.
Except for himself and Ice Dance, the remaining 38 people were all defeated by Ice Dance.
No, to be exact, the glass sword in her hand.
Because of the appearance of the ice dance, the scene is still hot and boiling, for the same reason, the sword held by the ice dance has not been pulled out since participating in the sword fighting conference.
Just relying on the glass sword with the scabbard, the ice dance has already taken the limelight and killed all sides.
Ye Xiyue thought of the scene at noon today, her expression was clear, her eyes stared at the outstanding woman in pink on the stage, her beautiful posture, standing flutteringly, for some reason, even though the ice dance was so out of the limelight, it was also covered with a pink veil.
Only 19 of the 38 people won the duel, and she was supposed to be one-on-one, but Ice Dance chose to face it together, and the remaining 19 people were faced off by herself.
Even if the glass sword was not pulled out, but with its momentum like a rainbow of sword qi, one move, just one move, the ice dance directly killed the sword in the hands of the 19 people in seconds, and the people whose sword power was inferior to her retreated one after another.
The game, which was supposed to take an afternoon to decide, took just five minutes to complete.
If the sword is not struck, it will succeed, and the sword is worthy of being the sword, if this is unsheathed, everyone can't imagine what kind of scene it will be.
If ice dancing is not well-known, it is impossible.
Everyone present saw that scene in their eyes, and now Ice Dance is the goddess in everyone's minds, and it is also the first place in the sword fighting conference.
When people mention ice dance, the biggest compliment is that people are beautiful, lucky, and strong.
She is like a successful person, placed in front of everyone, receiving praise from all directions, such a woman, whether in terms of temperament, appearance or the sword in her hand, can handle it.
While admiring the ice dance, people almost thought of Ye Xiyue, the woman who held a broken sword and drew a white lottery twice.