Yuna is not an idle person, Mu Li had already reacted the moment she disappeared, jumped up with her, formed a fist with her right hand, and unceremoniously smashed Mu Li into the back of the heart. Mu Lisheng received a punch, and although he could withstand such an attack, the sword style was blocked because of this, and he deviated from his original trajectory and stabbed a medical magician. In the next second, Mu Li and Yuna stood face to face.

There was chaos on and off the field, and the only ones who were quiet and didn't say anything were Xia Feng and Visa, who was not far from him. Qina and Avril next to her trembled nervously, seeing that Xia Feng was indifferent, Qi Na intuitively stretched out her hand and pulled his clothes, Xia Feng turned around, but she was so frightened that she hurriedly withdrew her hand and didn't dare to look at him again.

Xia Feng didn't have any expression on his face, his eyes were as empty and calm as stagnant water, lifeless, and terrifying.

Xia Feng frowned slightly, realized his gaffe and hurriedly retracted his thoughts, cursed in a low voice, ignored the frightened Qina, and quickly left the viewing platform. Regardless of the swords and swords on the field, Yuna and Mu Li, who were in full swing, stood in front of Yuna in an exclamation.

"Enough!"

Seeing Xia Feng, the sword that had already stabbed Yuna deflected in the direction at the moment, and quickly withdrew it so as not to hurt him. However, Mu Li's voice was rough, and her pale face showed that she still couldn't calm down the chaotic mood. Xia Feng stepped forward in a few steps, hugged her into his arms, and reprimanded: "You little madman, I knew you would come nonsense, look at what you have done in the arena!"

"I will never forgive them!" Mu Li roared through gritted teeth.

"How dare you say it!" Xia Feng looked down at her, and the force of holding her suddenly increased, almost embedding her in his body.

Mu Li's anger subsided in an instant, and the low-hanging long sword fell weakly to the ground, pressing his head with one hand and making a sound. After staying for a short time, she pushed away Xia Feng, put away her sword, approached Suya and Yuna, and apologized repeatedly: "I'm sorry Suya, I'm sorry Yuna, I'm out of shape, I'm sorry!"

"It's okay!" replied in unison, "just don't always think about killing." "It doesn't seem to be taken seriously.

"Excuse me!"

Anything can happen in a martial arts competition, but the chaos didn't cause any chaos, but it was a pity that there was one less exciting fight.

......

The match continued, but due to Dongfang Muli's loss of control, she was sent off for a break.

On the chair in the corner of the arena, Mu Li was holding her knees with her hands in it, so quiet that she looked so weak and powerless, if she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, who could believe that she had almost killed a top student of the martial arts department of the Royal Academy, a prince and a prince's guard, plus a few medical magicians?

Xia Feng, who was sitting next to her, had a headache, endured it for a long time, and couldn't help but complain in annoyance: "I don't know how to scold myself, or if you help me, I actually let you participate in this kind of competition!"

One of the obvious benefits of this kind of tournament is that no real experts will come to participate.

It is said that it is a "martial arts competition", in fact, it is the most open and convenient promotion channel for young nobles and commoners, the really powerful people will not come, and they will only have fun when they come; the real masters will not come, which will damage the reputation, but for the empire it is an effective way to cultivate talents and balance the power of the aristocracy, if you can discover one or two really powerful characters, of course it will be better.

Therefore, it is by no means difficult for Mu Li to stand out here with her strength, which also provides sufficient conditions for her to intensify and act recklessly.

"It's too late to regret it!" Mu Li said slowly, without a trace of emotion in his voice, "I've already entered the finals!"

Xia Feng looked up at the bulletin board that listed the list of finalists, shook his head helplessly, closed his eyes and said, "You can still play after hurting so many people." ”

"You said you'll be fine as long as you don't kill people......

"You're pushing the blame away. ”

Mu Li turned his head to look at him quietly, feeling her gaze, Xia Feng withdrew his gaze and looked at her.

"What's wrong?" he asked after a long time.

"It's nothing!" Mu Li hurriedly dodged his gaze, and said without looking over, "I don't understand why the contestants are so weak, and there is no value in fighting at all!"

Obviously, Mu Li himself also discovered the problem.

Xia Feng glanced at her again, looked away from the gaze that fell on her, and said, "I said, you are very strong!"

"Huh?"

"This is relative to the average master, the participants in this competition are young people under the age of twenty, and the real masters will not come here to join in the fun, except for people with special purposes like you. ”

"Hehe, I see, I'm just playing games with them!"

"It's good to understand, don't be so ruthless!"

“......”

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On the day of the finals, Mu Li was very angry, because when she saw her on the court, everyone looked frightened, is it that serious? She is not a monster! It is simply the same situation as when the Blue Tiger was in the game.

The games with Dongfang Muli seem to be quite chaotic, she has participated in two games in less than half a year, and both games are extremely eye-catching, the facts speak for themselves!

The situation finally came to an end after Theron came on the field, and looking at Mu Li's expressionless face, Theron said lightly: "It seems that I can't escape the same fate as Siva." ”

“......”

"Why don't you speak? I don't believe you'll be lenient with me. Theron sneered at herself, they cared about this girl, but all she cared about was that person.

Mu Li raised his sword and made a gesture of invitation, and without saying more, the weapons of the two collided together.

The audience nervously looked at the swords and swords on the field, praying that the melee just now would happen again, that would be interesting.

"Dongfang Muli!" Xia Feng suddenly shouted, "You are not allowed to mess around!"

The shouting surprised everyone around him, but although the fierce battle was raging on the field, there was nothing unusual about him.

Xia Feng ignored the resentful eyes of the others and wanted to rush to the field, but Su Ya grabbed him and said angrily: "You are crazy, you are still competing!"

"Let go of me, you can't let them compare anymore!" Xia Feng said anxiously as he looked below.

"What's wrong, Xia Feng?" asked Qina in a whisper.

"What the hell is going on, third brother, you say clear it!" Avril also stood in front of him.

"No ......"

"You should know the rules of the tournament. Visa, who had never said a word, also interrupted him coldly at this time, "In the competition on stage, the audience under the stage cannot arbitrarily intervene, unless there is a murder situation!"

Xia Feng muttered, "What if someone wants to take the initiative to get hurt?"

"What nonsense are you talking about, how can this kind of thing be ......" Su Ya was not finished speaking, and a large exclamation suddenly came from the audience.

Everyone's eyes turned back to the field, shocked and puzzled expressions crawled onto their faces, they didn't know if the scene in front of them was what Xia Feng said, but Mu Li's injury was real, Theron's sword had just pierced into Mu Li's chest, and blood slowly flowed out of her body along the sword body!

Looking at his sword, Theron suddenly raised his head and stared at Mu Li, who had a calm face, and asked, "Why did you do this?"

Just now, his sword just stabbed at her arm, and after Mu Li easily flashed, he naturally changed his move, but he found that she deliberately released the water and gave up her right shoulder, just in an instant, his sword stabbed into her body.

Glancing at the wound that kept bleeding bright red liquid, Mu Li raised his head and said with a light smile: "Because you have helped me too much, I don't want to owe you ......"

"You ......"

"But next time, if you hurt Xia Feng again, I will make your fate worse than Xi Wa!" The moment the words fell, Mu Li jumped back with force, the tip of the sword withdrew from his body, and blood sprayed.

"Ruthless enough!" Theron said coldly, the tip of the sword hanging down, blood dripping on the hard marble floor, unusually glaring.

Mu Li withdrew Kunwushen, covered the wound with one hand and staggered to the stage, but suddenly looked back at Theron who was almost collapsed and smiled: "I'm sorry, Theron......! It's so stingy......"

Lying down in Xia Feng's arms who appeared out of nowhere, Mu Li smiled easily.

Xia Feng wrapped his hands around her slender waist, didn't say a word, just silently led her off the stage, silently watched the magician heal her injuries, leaving a coat draped over her shoulders and leaving the arena.

He left her alone.

"Ahhh......h It's miserable......"

Mu Li looked at his departing back blankly, and his long hair, which was not very regular, was pulled into a mess.