Han Yan has not been in the industry for a long time, and his understanding of things like fighting and fighting is also average.

She only saw that the senior sister on the stage and the opponent were equal on the scene, but she didn't know why the senior brother swore that the senior sister had won.

"Why?" she asked.

Xiao Jianyang chuckled lightly and said, "The scene is indeed evenly matched, but if you look closely, you will find that Lu Shi has done his best, but Senior Sister is still calm." ”

When Han Yan heard this, he looked at the stage and saw some clues.

At this time, Lu Shi's breathing was already a little short, and although the offensive was still strong, he felt a little embarrassed.

On the other hand, Senior Sister, although she didn't have many advantages on the scene, she seemed to be at ease in the face of Lu Shi's attack.

"I see. Han Yan nodded.

At this time, the battle on the stage has been going on for a long time, and from the beginning to the present, the intensity of the battle on the field has not decreased even a little bit.

By this point, everyone had already sensed that something was wrong.

Lu Shi was obviously tired, but he was still forcibly dragged into a high-frequency confrontation by the other party.

Finally, after a long time.

Poof!

Lu Shi, who was out of strength, collapsed in the ring, he couldn't stop panting with his mouth open, and he could barely stand up.

The senior sister on the opposite side only saw a slight sweat on her forehead, and she obviously had some strength left.

"Actually...... And this way of winning. When Lu Shi was carried off the field, some people couldn't help but sigh.

"In the next game, the heavenly sword flows Jiang Qingwen, and the heart sword flows with the same light. The adjudicator had been impatient for a long time, and when he saw that the battle was over, he hurriedly came to the stage to announce the start of the third fight.

After Jiang Qingwen's name was shouted, everyone in the ring began to shout wildly.

Of course, this shout mainly came from those male disciples.

In this almost crazy atmosphere, Jiang Qingwen took the stage.

"She's deliberately delaying time just to let that guy regain his strength, right?" Jiang Qingwen's face was obviously not very good-looking.

"I don't know. "Needle Tongguang is a character who doesn't like to talk very much, even in the silent and popular heart sword stream, he is also the most silent one.

"Then let's take a quick look. Jiang Qingwen said, and fifteen Tianluo swords appeared beside her.

"Secret sword, wind and rain!" Jiang Qingwen came up with a big move.

This type of secret sword Su Moyu had seen Kou Yuanbao, the master of Yanyun Peak, use it, and compared to him, it was used by Jiang Qingwen, so it was naturally less imposing.

But it is full of beauty.

But this beauty fell in Su Moyu's eyes, but it seemed a little bitter.

"It seems that she really hates me to the bone," Su Moyu sighed helplessly.

And the needle on the stage was even more embarrassed under Jiang Qingwen's rapid offensive.

So much so that after thirty moves, there was no room to fight back.

"She's really good. "The senior sister of the Heart Sword Flow didn't know when she arrived behind Su Moyu.

Su Moyu hurriedly got up and saluted her.

"If she is allowed to grow up for a few more years, maybe Lu Rongting and I will be surpassed by her, the genius of Tianjian Flow is indeed worthy of its reputation. Her eyes were still looking at the stage.

Su Moyu followed her gaze, looked at the flying figure on the stage, and suddenly asked, "Senior sister, is there any female disciple of Tianjian Flow who is stronger than Jiang Qingwen?"

Senior Sister shook her head and said, "There are not any third-generation disciples, but there are a few second-generation disciples. ”

When Su Moyu heard this, he was overjoyed, and asked again: "Then which second-generation female disciple, can anyone summon dozens of Tianluo swords at the same time?"

Senior Sister thought about it seriously, shook her head and said: "There are not many female disciples of Tianjian Liu, although there are a few people in the second generation of disciples who are stronger than Jiang Qingwen, but if you can summon dozens of Tianluo swords at the same time, I haven't heard of it." ”

When Su Moyu heard this, he was stunned again.

Thinking of the figure on the stone forest, she could indeed summon dozens of Tianluo swords at the same time, she was not Jiang Qingwen, nor was she a second-generation disciple of Tianjian Liu.

That...... Could it be the first generation of old witches?

Thinking of this possibility, Su Moyu couldn't help but shudder.

At this time, the battle in the ring was nearing the end, and under Jiang Qingwen's constant oppressive attacks, Needle Tongguang finally couldn't hold on anymore.

When the fight reached the eightieth move, he raised his hand and announced that he would admit defeat.

There was another commotion under the ring, and Jiang Qingwen's victory was naturally the best thing in the eyes of those male disciples.

"I'm sorry, senior sister. Needle Tongguang walked down from the ring and said in front of the senior sister.

"It's nothing, and it's not a shame to lose to her. The senior sister replied.

Needle Tongguang nodded, turned around and walked towards the back of the crowd.

Su Moyu suddenly glanced up at this senior sister, and said with a smile: "Speaking of which, I don't know what you call senior sister?"

Senior Sister was silent for a moment and said, "I don't have a name. ”

Su Moyu was stunned for a moment and said, "How is it possible?"

"I picked it up by my master, and it is said that it was the seventh day of the lunar month, so I have a nickname called the seventh day of the first month, but I don't have a big name. Senior Sister said lightly.

Just as the two were talking, the voice of the adjudicator came from the ring: "In the fourth scene, Xuanjian Liulu Rongting vs. Hanjian Liufeng Muyi!"

Before he finished speaking, the two people had already jumped onto the high platform.

"Please be merciful, Senior Brother!" Feng Muyi's expression seemed a little nervous.

"Come!" Lu Rongting was not polite at all, and directly took off the sword from behind his back.

Everyone in the audience was watching with bated breath, especially Su Moyu, he had heard people talk about this Lu Rongting more than once, and now he finally had the opportunity to see the other party's methods.

"Secret sword, thousands of miles of ice!" Feng Muyi didn't dare to be careless, and released a big move as soon as he came up.

Su Moyu had seen this move before, but Dexing, who used this move at that time, was not at the same level as Feng Muyi in front of him.

As soon as Feng Mu finished speaking, a large amount of ice chips suddenly appeared in the ring.

This style is an offensive and defensive move, and it is extremely difficult to deal with.

But Lu Rongting, who was on the other side, was completely unmoved, and rushed directly towards him with a wave of the sword in his hand.

He didn't use the secret sword, but completely resisted with force. The sword in his hand went straight forward, without any fancies, and collided head-on with Feng Muyi's cold sword qi.

"He!" Feng Mu shouted one by one, and all his cold qi gathered in front of him, forming an ice shield in front of him.

While!

Lu Rongting's sword slammed into the ice shield with a crisp sound.

Feng Mu gritted his teeth and thought: I finally blocked his sword.

But at this moment, there was a crackling sound in my ears.

Feng Mu was startled, and when he raised his eyes, the ice shield in front of him had already cracked several gaps.

"Oops!" he snorted to get out of the way, but it was obviously too late.

Lu Rongting's sword completely broke through his ice shield and appeared in front of his eyes.

"I'll throw in the towel!" Feng Muyi quickly shouted.