"——Fighting against Mu Shengxun No. 9004. ”

The deathly silence on the viewing platform in Dongling was in stark contrast to the strong cheers that erupted from the other three viewing platforms.

The order of appearance in the finals is still randomly selected from the stone curtain in the air, and there have been scenes of battles between disciples of the same sect before, but Cheng Zhaozhao and Mu Shengxun are both monks who have high hopes in the Cangjian Sect, and they are also monks in Dongling who are very likely to be among the best in the big competition.

Now that the top two are facing each other, no matter who wins or loses, they will be out of the tournament one place in advance. This was the best news for the monks of the other three realms.

Cheng Zhaozhao came to Mu Shengxun's side: "Let's go, Senior Brother Mu." ”

Mu Shengxun glanced down at her and bowed his head.

"Wait!" someone behind them called out to them.

Cheng Zhaozhao turned around and saw Jiang Chumiao running over with a pale face, running fast and urgently, and even stumbling a little.

"What's wrong?" Cheng Zhaozhao was surprised, it was rare to see Jiang Chumiao have such a gaffe.

Jiang Chumiao's eyes were full of worry, and he almost shouted: "Can you not compare?"

"Why?" asked Cheng Zhaozhao.

Why?

Jiang Chumiao's hand tightened, and her nails pierced into the palm of her hand at once, but she was unconscious, she opened her mouth, and finally didn't say anything.

Cheng Zhaozhao saw that he wanted to speak and stopped, and said puzzledly: "But are you worried that we will be injured?"

"Uh-huh. Jiang Chumiao nodded again and again, she grabbed Mu Shengxun's sleeve and tightened.

"Senior Brother Mu, don't go!"

Noticing that his tone was a little stiff, Jiang Chumiao added, "Okay?"

Bordering on pleading.

Mu Shengxun glanced at her, and said with an uncertain expression: "Senior Sister Jiang, don't worry, we're just trying, and we'll get to the point." ”

Cheng Zhaozhao was suspicious, and was about to ask again, when he heard the stone curtain sound again.

"No. 9,000 Cheng Zhaozhao vs. No. 9,000 Mu Shengxun. ”

Under Mu Shengxun's cold gaze, Jiang Chumiao let go of the hand that was tugging at his sleeve little by little.

"Senior Brother Mu, you must be careful. ”

Mu Shengxun nodded and flew onto the test bench.

"Senior Sister Jiang, do you have any concerns?" asked Cheng Zhaozhao.

Jiang Chumiao hesitated, and finally shook his head: "It's okay, I'm just a little worried." ”

Hearing this, Cheng Zhaozhao breathed a sigh of relief: "Don't worry, we are just a competition, not a life-and-death duel, we will pay attention to proportion." ”

She and Mu Shengxun are not the kind of people who don't care about each other's life and death for the sake of Tianchuhui's ranking.

Jiang Chumiao nodded and stared at her: "Zhaozhao, you also pay attention to safety, you must pay attention." ”

"Good. Cheng Zhaozhao nodded solemnly and flew on the test table.

"Senior sister, your hands are bleeding!" Zhao Miaoxuan, who rushed over, exclaimed.

"It's okay, it's okay. Jiang Chumiao noticed that his hand was injured, and he hurriedly turned his hand away, looking anxiously at the test table below.

Hopefully it was all just her hallucination.

......

On the competition platform, Cheng Zhaozhao and Mu Shengxun stood opposite each other, and the two saluted at the same time.

'Poof', Cheng Zhaozhao smiled.

Mu Shengxun was slightly stunned and looked at her puzzled.

Cheng Zhaozhao took out a token from his arms and shook it: "Senior Brother Mu, do you remember this?"

Mu Shengxun glanced at it intently, it was a battle pass, which was given to her when she first met Cheng Zhaozhao in the Immortal Cultivation Realm.

"Yes. ”

Cheng Zhaozhao smiled: "At the beginning, I thought of coming to the Cangjian Sect to give it a try because I got your battle pass. At that time, although I had the heart to compete with you, I didn't have the guts. But I don't want to, and now we have a chance to have a good fight. ”

Mu Shengxun's face melted with the usual coldness, and the corners of his mouth rose: "You are worth fighting." ”

"Haha, thank you for it. Senior Brother Mu, let's talk about it first, don't release the water. "It's rare to be able to fight with Mu Shengxun, and she has to go all out.

"Do everything you can. Mu Shengxun raised his Liucang sword and pointed to the sky.

There was a flash of sharpness on the sword, and he swore to his Liucang sword that he would do his best.

"Good. ”

Cheng Zhaozhao was able to compete with Mu Sheng, no matter whether she won or lost, she felt that it was worth the trip.

'Xun'er, you must win this battle!'

The solemn voice of the Heavenly Dust Spirit Monarch from the sea of knowledge made the smile on Mu Shengxun's face retract.

He said in vain, and did everything he could. ’

"It's not enough to do your best, the disciple of the Nine Swords is now a person of heavenly fortune, this is not fair to you in itself, if you continue to hold on to the idea of stopping at the point, this game will be lost!"

Mu Shengxun frowned: "What does the master want to do with the apprentice, in order to win...... No compromise?'

"Bastard, what bastard are you talking about?, how did the teacher let you do nothing?" said the Heavenly Dust Spirit Monarch angrily.

'I also hope that the master will say it clearly. ’

"Senior Brother Mu, what's wrong with you?"

Cheng Zhaozhao noticed that there was something wrong with Mu Shengxun's face, his eyes didn't know where to look, and he looked a little trance-like.

Mu Shengxun shook his head when he heard this, and suddenly attacked.

Cheng Zhaozhao was on guard and dodged at the moment.

'Xun'er, the apprentice who has been carefully taught for decades for the teacher is not necessarily worse than the person of natural luck, and the teacher believes that you will be able to defeat the so-called person of heavenly luck and become a strong person like the teacher. ’

'What if he loses in vain?'

Tianchen Lingjun snorted coldly: "The competition has just begun, how can you talk about defeat! If you can't let the teacher see your real ability, and you can't fight against the sky to win this competition, what face do you have to say that you are a disciple of the teacher!"

Mu Shengxun's pupils shrank, and he was cut by Cheng Zhaozhao's sword in a moment.

Cheng Zhaozhao stopped: "Senior Brother Mu, if you can't concentrate on the competition, we don't have to continue!"

Sensing that Cheng Zhaozhao was a little angry, Mu Shengxun blocked Zhihai at the moment, and then stopped listening to the voice of Tianchen Lingjun, and said, "I'm sorry, I won't." ”

"Then you can be careful!" Cheng Zhaozhao struck out a thousand mangs sword technique.

Zhao Miaoxuan on the test platform jumped and jumped, shouting and cheering.

"Come on!"

"Zhao Zhao be careful!"

After a while, he shouted again: "Senior Brother Mu is mighty!"

"Senior Brother Mu, ahhhhh

When she inadvertently turned her head, she saw Jiang Chumiao's face beside her becoming more and more ugly.

Zhao Miaoxuan couldn't help but stop shouting, and asked worriedly, "Senior sister, what's wrong with you?"

But he didn't want to say that as soon as his voice fell, he saw Jiang Chumiao's tears coming out of his eyes.

"Senior sister, senior sister, don't cry! what's wrong with you?"

Jiang Chumiao was extremely worried and said, "Do you remember the Silver Spring Secret Realm that we entered together back then?"

As if someone had opened a memory gap, and this memory was as terrifying as a flood beast, Zhao Miaoxuan was chilled, and suddenly thought of a possibility.

"Senior sister, you shouldn't have seen the two of them compete in the Silver Spring Secret Realm!"

Jiang Chumiao nodded and opened his mouth, but he couldn't say what he wanted to say.

Sure enough, everything you saw in the Silver Spring Secret Realm couldn't be told to others before it happened.

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