Chapter 219: Future Stars

At that moment, should I make a false move, or should I make a real move?

At that moment, should you want to indulge in the past, or should you combine the virtual and the real?

At that moment, should you strike at the east and west, or smash the Yellow Dragon?

This is a momentary mental duel of human beings, and a momentary thinking must be fully concentrated, and if you want to achieve full concentration, you are absolutely not allowed to have any tension, any nervous emotions must bring extremely negative effects, and even will be defeated by the opponent's sword.

This is the game of sword moves, so any unconventional sword move will never allow for nervous emotions.

There were still two minutes before the battle began, and within these two minutes, Xiahou Wan knew that she had to overcome this tension in her heart, she stared at Ning Wujian with both eyes, but saw that Ning Wujian looked immovable, but she clearly felt the ups and downs in her heart.

How can this work?

In these short last few minutes, I couldn't reach my full attention!

Could it be that the strong state of mind that he has trained for eighteen years will be wasted at this moment?

In the past eighteen years, exercising by yourself is a kind of transcendent state of mind of a strong person, and not being afraid of danger is the foundation of a strong person, not to mention that this is not a danger!

In the past eighteen years, in order to exercise this detached state of mind, I have not known how many times I have exercised thousands of times!

But now!

Why, why did I suddenly feel nervous in those last few minutes, after I had been composing for almost four hours?

You have to overcome this tension yourself, you must!

But she could barely do it.

There is still a minute and thirty seconds left.

She still can't do it!

Her nerves were on the verge of breakdown!

"Why, why did I persist for four full hours, and within four hours I was able to do it like water, but in the last two minutes, why was my heart so excited!"

Completely different from Xiahou Wan's nervous mood, in the last two minutes, Ning Wuji's heartbeat was extremely calm, and even Ning Yiwu, who was watching the battle in the VIP seat, felt a little incredible.

"This is the first big battle in which the lack of children has become famous, and it is amazing that we can do it like this!"

On the Divine Sword Altar, looking at Ning Wuqian's expression of heart, Xiahou Wan suddenly felt an unprecedented pressure in her heart.

"Your heart is not quiet enough!" a familiar voice suddenly sounded in her head.

"Ning Wuji?"

"Yes, it's me! Think back to the ethereal sound, the drizzle, and the sound of the wind when you first stepped into the valley, and your heart will be like stopping water!

In just this moment, Xiahou Wan took Ning Wuji's method, and her mind began to follow Ning Wuji's every word, the sound of water, the wind, the rain, and the voice of the heart, and she suddenly recalled the scene of the first time she set foot in the valley.

Sure enough, her mind calmed down in an instant, as if the whole world was quiet.

Everything was quiet, as if you were in an isolated mountain, and only the gentle sound of the wind could be heard.

She finally got over the tension inside.

"Why are you helping me?"

Ning Wujian didn't answer, because he didn't have to answer anymore.

It turned out that Fang Cai Ning Wujian saw that Xia Houwan's face suddenly swelled with qi and blood, and knew that this woman did not persist in the last few minutes, and this woman still lost to herself.

No matter in what capacity, friend or opponent, Ning Wujian knew that he had to help her, and he had to let her defeat himself at this moment, so he had the conversation just now, and that conversation was a kind of "sound transmission technique" that Ning Wujian was extremely good at.

Why, would Ning Wujian do this? Did he do this at the expense of the other? Is it too much?

He is not only for the sake of the other party, but also for the sake of the Ning family!

Because, Ning Wuqian knew in her heart that if Xiahou Wan's nervous mood could not be dissipated, then she would definitely not be able to show the most real strength in the next battle.

If his nearly four-hour wait was exchanged for the opponent's abnormal performance, then, as a real swordsman, Ning Wujian would feel extremely disappointed.

If this girl was calm for almost four hours, but finally lost to herself because of this short few minutes, then this girl must not be able to defeat her first sword, then this girl must be very disappointed, because Ning Wuqian can see that this girl has been waiting for nearly 20 years for this opportunity to become famous, and the final outcome is to be "determined by the opponent", which is too harmful for a woman!

The most important thing is that if the final outcome is a sword that determines the situation, then the Xiahou family will definitely lose face!

This is also the most direct reason why Ning Wujian must help her.

Think about it, these spectators sitting on the altar of the divine sword, they waited for four hours, if the final ending is exchanged for a duel of "one sword", how the prestige, face, and even dignity of the Xiahou family will be lost.

As a father's son, how could Ning Wujian allow such a thing to happen, this is not a life-and-death duel, this is a friendship duel, a friendship duel that requires both sides to play at a super level.

Even though it is not a life-and-death duel, it must come up with a super-level swordsmanship.

No matter who wins or loses in the end, it doesn't matter anymore, the important thing is that each other, as the inheritors of the core will of their respective families, must show the strength that is most worthy of the will of the family, which must be beyond the level of meaning.

Ning Wuqian hoped that after this battle, these guests who watched the battle would say, "Xiahou Wan is worthy of being the future star of the Xiahou family!", "Ning Wuqian is worthy of being the inheritor of the Ning family's bloodline", and it is definitely not due to the negative effects caused by Xiahou Wan's abnormal performance, "This Xiahou Wan, I thought it was so powerful! I didn't think it was a wasted person!"

Therefore, at this moment, Ning Wujian must stand up, no matter what method is used, he must let Xiahou Wan stabilize his inner emotions, and he must not lose his level!

After all, the Xiahou family is a wealthy family in the world, and as the inheritor of his father's will, he must not let the Xiahou family lose face because of this opportunity to become famous in the world!

However, Ning Wujian would never release water in his sword moves.

Because, he has already pulled out the Dragon Walking Sword, and deception is definitely not his way of a swordsman.

Therefore, he can only do everything to calm the opponent's heart, so that he can be worthy of a real swordsman and his father's will, so that he can have the best of both worlds!

In just thirty seconds, in just a moment, Xiahou Wan's fate changed because of this.

Only then did she know that Ning Wujian was worthy of the word Wufang.

She finally calmed down, and in these short thirty seconds, her heartbeat finally calmed down, and her mind was completely focused on how to become a true swordsman.

"Thank you!"

At this moment, only these two simplest words can express the gratitude in her heart.

As the challenger, Xia Houwan, after a short self-confrontation of inner emotions, finally outweighed the tension in her heart, and the beating of her heart calmed down a little.

There is still a minute of time.

Looking at the Longxing Sword in Ning Wuji's hand, Xiahou Wan also waved the True Spirit Sword in her hand casually, and her gaze suddenly shifted from Ning Wuji's body to the True Spirit Sword, but what she didn't expect was that the True Spirit Sword in her hand actually had a slight crack due to the fierce confrontation in the first round before.

However, this did not surprise her in the slightest, because the True Spirit Sword in her hand at the moment was not an Ancient Strange Sword after all, nor was it forged by a famous artist, and the slight crack at this moment had already been expected by her.

Even though it was such a slight crack, for a swordsman, this True Spirit Sword had become a broken sword.

Looking at this slight crack with a somewhat gloomy gaze, Qin Yuxue casually threw the sword out of the clouds, after all, for a real swordsman, the sword is the second life of the swordsman, even if it is a slight crack, in such a duel, it must not be ignored.