To turn back or not to turn back? This question goes up from the long road of human growth to the battle at this moment.

The difficulty of choice and judgment did not make Xuanyuan Moyu flustered, and her performance was as thick and calm as the heavy sword in her hand.

Since you can't see with your eyes, you don't need to see with your eyes, what you see when you open your eyes is in front of you, but when you close your eyes, you find the whole world.

Xuanyuan Moli has a beast-like intuition, as his younger sister, his bloodline and cultivation are naturally not too different, although the exercises he has learned are different, but his intuition is tempered by a long time of fighting.

Found it!

The corners of Xuanyuan Moyu's mouth curled, and her confident smile was also shocked by Huan Yuheng's amazing movement speed, she sadly found that she could see the whole world when she closed her eyes, but the whole world of this special meow was Huan Yuheng!

Are you playing the same game? Can the fourth-grade high-level have a speed comparable to teleportation? I've been to school, don't fool me......

"Time is running out, I'm going to attack. ”

The ethereal voice came from behind her again, Xuanyuan Moyu still hadn't come up with a good countermeasure, and the heavy sword in her hand seemed extremely heavy at this moment, just like her mood.

Although she expected to lose, she didn't want to lose so unclearly and so ugly.

Let me see him clearly, just a glance!

Xuanyuan Moyu opened her eyes and looked around, she knew that she might only have one chance, and that was when Huan Yuheng made a move.

What is Huan Yuheng's body style? A monk of the same level can be called the pinnacle, and the body technique urged by the power of wind and thunder is the reason why he can follow him like a shadow, so that his opponent cannot easily observe himself.

The body method is the body method after all, and no matter how clever it is, it has the same weakness, that is, it will inevitably pause at the moment of shooting, and even if the pause is short, it is still a pause.

He didn't want to fight one and get seriously injured, that's why he delayed it so much, the ring competition focused on meeting friends with martial arts, not having to go all out like deathfight and cultivation, this was a common sense he understood these days, or the rules of the ring match.

We've found the gap!

At the moment when Xuanyuan Moyu looked back, Huan Yuheng finally decided to make a move, and the thunder on the halberd swam, like a thunder dragon, under the blessing of the power of wind and thunder, it quickly and silently pierced Xuanyuan Moyu's waist.

Even if the other party is a girl, he will not be soft, fighting is fighting, how can there be a reason to not be able to do it because of the other party's gender?

If anyone really has this kind of expectation, it can only be said that they have read too many fairy tales and only deserve to live in the world of dwarfs.

The halberd was about to stab the opponent's back waist, but at this moment, Huan Yuheng suddenly retracted and quickly retreated, which was not that he had found anything abnormal, but his fighting habits.

Speed advantage means the right to attack, and the right to attack means margin for error, as much as possible to confuse the opponent with false attacks, and give a fatal blow between virtual and real uncertainty is his current way of fighting.

Doing so can miss countless opportunities, but it also greatly improves security, which is the fault tolerance and skill advantage.

It turned out that he was right, because at this very moment, an invisible knife slashed in front of him, and although it would not affect the outcome if he was hit, he did not want to gamble on the risks.

The heavy sword fell to the ground because no one was in control, making a muffled sound, and Xuanyuan Moyu held the knife in her right hand with a look of loss, because the decisive opportunity she was waiting for had passed in her wrong judgment after all, and it was unrealistic to attack the opponent by surprise again.

How could the monks of the Northern Desert Sword City not know how to use knives?

That's right, she is a sword cultivator, and she is also the leader of the young generation in Northern Desert Sword City.

Sword cultivation and heavy sword cultivation are just a hobby, after all, her background is in the Northern Desert Sword City, which is a place where the sword is proud and the sword is ashamed.

Loss is just a mood, but the battle continues, Xuanyuan Mo Yu threw out three knife qi that blocked the opponent's actions, and then raised the knife above his head with both hands, gritted his teeth, and made a false slashing action at Huan Yuheng with great effort.

The air was filled with ice, and the emerald fire condensed into a huge blade that ran through the entire field, and with Xuanyuan Moyu's difficult movements, it slashed towards Huanyuheng.

Yan Blade Nine Styles, the iconic martial arts of the Xuanyuan family, lead to the Nine Hell Fire, referring to the road to hell.

Xuanyuan Moyu's cultivation was obviously not up to the level of using this move, otherwise she would not have shown such a bitter expression, it can be said that after forcibly exercising this move, she would not have the strength to fight again.

Win or lose!

From top to bottom, the turquoise blade slashed heavily into the green vine ring, making a huge roar and shattering into a flying fire.

The flame fell to the ground, burning and eating in the ring like a bone appendage, and the place it hit became a coke road through the ring, and its destructive power and range ability were definitely the top among many martial arts, but ...... After all, he was dodged.

Huan Yuheng stood beside Xuanyuan Moyu, looking at the Flame Road in front of him and shaking his head regretfully: "It's a pity, it's empty, alas......"

"Yes......" Xuanyuan Moli nodded slightly, his heart full of loss.

I have obviously tried my best, but I still haven't even touched the corner of my opponent's clothes, and this sense of powerlessness is like fighting against my brother when I was practicing, which makes people question themselves and make people unable to find the direction to move forward.

No, that sentence was said by Huan Yuheng!?He's by my side!?

Xuanyuan Mo said that if he does not admit defeat or has the strength to fight again, he will not be judged to lose.

The knife in his hand is still shining cold, although he is weak, but he is not without the strength to fight again, in this case, why should he be lost?

The half-moon sword light swept behind her, and the blade attached to the flames was like a fire dragon opening its huge mouth, but how could Huan Yuheng give her another chance?

The cyan clothes flashed in front of Xuanyuan Moyu's eyes, revealing a black canvas shoe of size 40, which was accurately imprinted on her lower abdomen the moment she turned around.

And at the moment of kicking her, Huan Yuheng kicked out again and kicked on her right wrist holding the knife.

Under the dual effect of severe pain and great strength, the willow leaf long knife finally got out of its hand and flew into the sky with a sad buzz.

Huan Yuheng held the dragon halberd in his left hand, took the long knife that had not yet landed in his right hand, and put the long knife on her neck to announce the result of the battle at the moment when Xuanyuan Mo fell to the ground.

"You lost. Huan Yuheng put the long knife beside her, and then jumped out of the ring and walked towards Li Tianquan in a figure eight step that he didn't recognize.

At the end, he also left a sentence for Xuanyuan Moyu: "I'll tell you, I didn't make a heavy hand, I'm poor, don't ask me for medical expenses." ”

Xuanyuan Moyu was still lying on the ground and lost, and after hearing this, he suddenly lost his mood.

What did you want to do just now? This Nima, the emotions are incoherent, okay!

Xuanyuan Moyu got up before the two auxiliary students dressed in black who seemed to be ready to mourn came to the stage to help, and hurriedly waved his hand to the two of them and said, "No need for treatment, it's just a minor injury, I can walk by myself." ”

These two trainees are not competitors participating in the fight, but rather special healers assigned to the arena to provide treatment for those who are injured in the arena.

One of the students was immediately unhappy when he heard Xuanyuan Moyu's words, and taught her seriously: "A minor injury is also an injury, how can you do it if it is not treated? Do you know how many people have died because of minor injuries?"

Another student followed, "Some injuries will worsen over time, and it is very likely that they will affect future practice. ”

"And it's even more troublesome to have potential internal injuries, and it's irresponsible to yourself not to check it well. ”

"Think about your family and friends, will they want to see you tired from your injuries, don't let the tragedy of the white-haired man sending the black-haired person happen to you!"

Xuanyuan Mo was stunned, what is the situation? Why did the white-haired person send the black-haired person? Why was he tired from the injury? Didn't he get kicked twice from the beginning to the end? Why did you two sentences put me in the ground? You are following the king of Hades to do business, right?

In the face of the two friendly students who showed that 'if you don't treat your injuries, it's a sin', Xuanyuan Moyu was very helpless, and finally nodded and agreed: "Okay, okay, don't you two talk about it, can't I treat my injuries?"

As soon as the words fell, the two students, who had already been ready, raised their hands and splashed out two light blue starlights, which seemed to be healing techniques or something.

Xuanyuan Moyu didn't have many injuries in the first place, so the treatment effect was negligible to her, and just as she was about to get out of the ring, she was stopped by the two auxiliary students.

"Thanks to the girl's care, we are doing a small business and do not owe any credit. The student who spoke righteously at the beginning smiled with a thief smile at the moment, and at the same time issued a treatment bill for Xuanyuan Moyu: "Two healing surgeries for external injuries, a total of four taels of silver, since this is the first time for the girl, so we offer a five-fold discount for the girl, two taels of silver, girl, do you think it's time for us to settle it?"

Xuanyuan Moyu's whole person is not good, and your treatment is not free for a long time? Besides, just that one of the primary level healing techniques will be priced at two taels of silver? Why don't you go and grab it? No, it's not as fast as your money!

She fully understood what Huan Yuheng meant by don't slander the medical expenses, this treatment is really expensive, she knew that she would throw two healing spells for herself, how could she give them a chance to lie to herself.

But even so, Xuanyuan Moyu is not ready to pay money, and in the face of the underworld forces, he should use thunderous means to suppress them, instead of helping them grow!

Xuanyuan Moyu felt that she needed the blessing of her brother who was not familiar with her, so she said to the two of them very calmly: "At first, I said that my name is Xuanyuan Moyu, you should have heard it, right?"

The two students who charged nodded to indicate that they knew, and Xuanyuan Moyu asked proudly when he saw this: "Then my brother is Xuanyuan Moli, you should have heard it, right? Do you still want to charge me?"

These four words of Xuanyuan Moli are a deterrent wherever they appear in the academy, even in the arena in the secret realm.

The two black doctors were really shocked, but just as Xuanyuan Moyu hooked the corners of his mouth, smiled contemptuously, and turned to leave, he was stopped by the two black doctors.

"You wait a while, don't go, Xuanyuan Moli owes us five taels of gold yet, he said that it will be recorded in his sister's account, if you don't bother, you can settle it together, a total of hardware and two silver, no problem, right?"