With a ding, Su Yunjing's delicate body took a step back.

Fang Zixuan actually had some strength left!Su Yunjing looked at Fang Zixuan in disbelief, and her heart was extremely shocked, you must know that although her strength was slightly weaker than Fang Zixuan's before, it was completely within Su Yunjing's tolerance, and the knife just now was obviously much stronger than the previous one.

At this time, not only Su Yunjing was shocked, but even the people in the audience showed a look of surprise, because they also saw that Su Yunjing actually took a step back under this knife.

"I'm not dazzled, Fang Zixuan actually beat Su Yunjing a step back?"

"Now Su Yunjing is in trouble, if she is forced by Fang Zixuan to have to take his knife moves, in the face of Fang Zixuan's strange power, Su Yunjing is afraid that she will be forced to fall off the competition platform. ”

Although this move was blocked by Su Yunjing, since Fang Zixuan had temporarily taken the lead, he naturally would not waste it in vain, and the Tianluo Sword Technique attacked Su Yunjing one move after another like a turbulent sea, without the slightest pause in the middle, and did not give Su Yunjing a chance to fight back at all.

"Senior Brother Fang, is this your true strength?" asked Su Yunjing.

"Sort of. Fang Zixuan said.

"Counting, then it seems that Senior Brother Fang still has some spare strength. Su Yunjing said, but she was not sure in her heart whether Fang Zixuan's words were true or false, did he want to use this bluff answer to disturb his mind?

In the face of Fang Zixuan's rapid attack, Su Yunjing didn't dare to dodge, because she was afraid that if she was a little slower, Fang Zixuan's blade might not be as simple as just cutting her sleeve like just now.

Every time the swords collided, Su Yunjing's delicate body would take a step backwards, just because of this passive step back, it was difficult for Su Yunjing to dodge immediately after blocking Zixuan's offensive, and more importantly, how did Guan Shanfei lose to Fang Zixuan before? It was like now that she was forced to lose under the condition that she could only fight hard, Su Yunjing did not dare to guarantee that she could hold on until Fang Zixuan's aura was exhausted under the current circumstances.

"If it goes on like this, it won't be long before Su Yunjing will be forced off the competition platform. ”

"Damn, why didn't Su Yunjing dodge, knowing that her strength was not as good as Fang Zixuan's, she actually dared to take it hard. ”

"You think Su Yunjing doesn't want to use her strengths and avoid weaknesses to win Fang Zixuan with her body speed, but Fang Zixuan didn't give her a chance. If you don't believe it, go up and try it, see if you can dodge from Fang Zixuan's continuous Tianluo Sword Technique?"

A few drops of crystal sweat flowed from Su Yunjing's forehead.

Seeing that Su Yunjing was obviously at a disadvantage, the beautiful elder on the high platform showed a nervous look on his face, for this child who she had high hopes for, she didn't want Su Yunjing to lose in the first game, but she also knew that with Su Yunjing's current strength, it would be difficult to dodge from Fang Zixuan's sword light, unless she dared to fight for luck and exchange a minor injury for this opportunity, but if it was a serious injury, it would be worth the loss.

After thirty moves, Su Yunjing had already taken a distance of thirty steps back, and with the superposition of Fang Zixuan's knife momentum, the power seemed to be superimposed into the next knife little by little, so when Su Yunjing took the thirty-first knife of Zixuan, Su Yunjing not only took a step back with her left foot, but even her right foot couldn't help but retreat a little before standing firm.

The people present were all understanding, and when they saw that Su Yunjing had regressed even more this time, they knew that Su Yunjing had begun to show her defeat.

"Wen Guang, it seems that if nothing else, Fang Zixuan's battle can be successfully won, but looking at his aura, it should consume a lot of energy, an hour is enough for him to recover his aura?" Ji Qianqian said in a low voice with some concern.

"You don't have to worry about this, not every person in the back has the strength of Su Yunjing, not to mention that even if he loses occasionally, isn't there still a chance to challenge, and after he recovers his aura, when the time comes, challenge the first one, and take that person down." Wang Wenguang said.

Ji Qianqian thought about it and felt that what Wang Wenguang said made sense, so she didn't say anything anymore.

"Senior Sister Su, don't lose to Fang Zixuan. The female disciples in Tsing Yi and the female disciples in the audience shouted together, of course, these people did not include Jiang Yue'er and Fang Ying. The reason why these female disciples in Tsing Yi shouted like this was because they didn't want Su Yunjing to lose to the male disciples, and on the other hand, many of them bet on Su Yunjing to win the first.

On the other hand, many of those male disciples couldn't bear Su Yunjing's defeat under Fang Zixuan's knife, but they didn't dare to shout out blatantly, lest they be said that they were still not male disciples?

Yuan Zihan saw Su Yunjing's performance, and couldn't help but praise in his heart: Although this Su Yunjing should not have been in the early stage of the martial arts for a long time, she has almost caught up with herself more than a year ago, she is really a genius.

And Senior Sister Chen and another female disciple in yellow saw Fang Zixuan's brave performance, and they were also secretly happy in their hearts: it seemed that they had earned their 15,000 contribution points.

In the face of Su Yunjing, who resisted stubbornly, Fang Zixuan didn't dare to be careless, because he didn't want to be forced to take off his weight to win. However, what was surprising was that although Fang Zixuan felt that he was a little nervous, his mind was still clear, and this feeling was exactly the same as when he first cultivated.

Twenty strokes.

Su Yunjing took nearly thirty steps back again.

Before and after, Su Yunjing had already taken sixty steps back, and she, who was originally in the center of the competition platform, had been forced to a distance of about three zhang from the edge of the competition platform.

The corner of Su Yunjing's eyes swept over the edge of the competition platform behind her, and she couldn't help but secretly say in her heart, if she didn't want to break through, then she would be forced off the competition platform, and the distance of three zhang was enough for her to pick up twelve or three moves at most.

"Senior Sister Su, if you want to fight back, then hurry up, there are still three zhang behind you to the edge of the competition platform. Fang Zixuan reminded.

It's not that Fang Zixuan wants to disturb Su Yunjing's mind when he speaks, but he is afraid that Su Yunjing didn't notice the situation behind her, now it's a martial arts competition in the door, and it's nothing else, and Fang Zixuan also has a little good impression of Su Yunjing, a female disciple who can force out eighty percent of her strength, and doesn't want her to lose because of such a low-level negligence.

"Senior Brother Fang is trying to distract me from this?" Although Su Yunjing was forced to retreat step by step, her tone was still very calm, but there was some panting in this calm.

"Senior Sister Su is too careful, I'm afraid that Senior Sister Su didn't notice this little problem for a while. Fang Zixuan said in a sincere tone.

Su Yunjing thought about it and felt that what Fang Zixuan said was right, because at the New Disciple Competition, it was indeed impossible for Fang Zixuan to do such a thing, not to mention that with his strength, there was no need to do so, because in this way, even if Fang Zixuan won, others would look down on Fang Zixuan.