Chapter 209: Requirements

At the same time, Chongxiao and Shen Tianxin had already entered the ring.

After the two exchanged names, the competition began.

Compared with Xiang Xuelan and Xue Wuxie, Chongxiao is also famous, but it does not rely on amazing talent and strength.

His fame is mostly in the refining of weapons.

Except for Mu Wanfeng, who was born out of nowhere, Chongxiao's refining skills chased Wan Beichen directly, and what was lacking was only time and experience.

Because Mu Wanfeng didn't know whether he was alive or dead, Chongxiao forged swords day and night, so he didn't participate in the righteous path competition three years ago.

Now no one knows how strong he is.

On the other hand, Shen Tianxin, who was on the other side, has become famous in recent years, and his cultivation talent is not much different from that of Xue Wuxi.

As a rising star, she was led into the Valley of Hundred Flowers by Tang Yuping, and after only eighteen years of cultivation, she reached the ninth level of Jindan, and she is a strong contender for the next valley master.

Before this, Shen Tianxin even had an unstable cultivation foundation, and this only flaw was made up for by Mu Wanfeng.

is also Jindan Jiuzhong, in fact, many people have long expected that Chongxiao's chance of winning the competition is very small.

Both sides stood still, looking at each other in order to look for flaws.

The disciples of Kaiyang Peak are not good at this way after all, Chongxiao only observed for a while, and then immediately crossed the sword and galloped over with a sword.

The three-finger-wide bright silver spirit sword in his hand roared past and slashed towards Shen Tianxin.

Unexpectedly, Shen Tianxin did not dodge or dodge, took a step back to stabilize his body, and at the same time brandished his spirit sword to meet him.

Bang!

A huge wave of qi exploded violently, rippling in a circle and rippling around.

No one would have thought that such a delicate woman, with a willow waist that could not be grasped, would be so strong.

The hand-to-hand combat was connected, and before the heavy sky flashed back, suddenly the petals flew in the sky, covering his eyes.

Lost in the maze, a hundred flowers!

I don't know when, Shen Tianxin used the phantom array used when Xu Luoying fought against Gu Ling before.

Chongxiao's secret path was bad, and he stepped back sharply, while vigilantly listening to the movements around him to prevent sudden attacks.

However, when he retreated a full twenty zhang, he found that Shen Tianxin did not take the opportunity to launch an offensive, but he had to stop.

The reason is that the phantom array did not disappear after he retreated twenty feet!

If he was backing up, he wouldn't be able to fall under the ring.

At this moment, in the eyes of others, the entire ring is full of falling flowers, and the dense petals cause the vision to be completely lost.

The most important thing is that these petals that are extremely real in their eyes are all illusions, and Chongxiao cannot dispel them.

It was quiet enough for a cup of tea, and there was a clattering sound in the ring, as well as a muffled hum from Chongxiao.

Mu Wanfeng's heart sank in the audience, thinking that he should be in the sky.

"I didn't expect that there would be such a big gap between the same formation in the hands of different people. Mu Wanfeng muttered to herself.

Xuanjing glanced at him and said lightly: "What, worried about him?"

Mu Wanfeng was slightly stunned, and wondered in her heart, with this old lady's temperament, she would never open her mouth if she had nothing to do, how could she talk to herself now?

What kind of wind did she smoke, or did she come for thirty days a month?

"There's nothing to worry about, a woman who hasn't shed blood isn't a woman, and a man who hasn't seen blood isn't a man either!"

Mu Wanfeng was unobstructed, and after speaking, he regretted it, and peeked at the mirror.

There was no different color on Xuanjing's face, but Xiang Xuelan glared at her, which made Mu Wanfeng a little surprised.

If she had changed before, Xiang Xuelan would never have thought crookedly, but after getting along with Mu Wanfeng for a long time, she believed a sentence.

Those who are close to Zhu are red, and those who are close to ink are black.

Although she didn't want to admit it, Xiang Xuelan also found that Mu Wanfeng was poisonous, and her words were poisonous!

Even if Mu Wanfeng said a simple and normal sentence, she would unconsciously deviate and think crookedly.

This kind of phenomenon is something that a woman like her who has never thought of before.

"Who do you think will win this competition?" asked Xuanjing.

Mu Wanfeng's chest straightened, and she said without thinking: "My senior brother!"

"Throat, how can you see that?"

Xuanjing seemed to be in high spirits, picked up the tea bowl, pinched the blue and white porcelain lid to brush open the tea leaves, and took a sip gently.

"Maybe Senior Sister can beat Senior Brother, but she can't. Mu Wanfeng pointed to the stage and said confidently.

"Hmph~ I'm asking you why. Xuanjing said.

Mu Wanfeng rolled her eyes and said: "The two of them are both Jindan Ninefold, and the degree of spiritual power condensation is similar, if you want to defeat the other party, one is to look at the experience of the enemy, the second is to look at the exercises practiced, and the third is to see the quality of the spiritual weapon." ”

"As for the fourth~ resigned to fate!"

Speaking of this, he paused for a moment, and then said, "My senior brother is old, huh...... Although I haven't married yet, I always know a little more about my experience. ”

Xiang Xuelan knew that he was serious but three breaths, and the dog couldn't spit out ivory from his mouth.

Mu Wanfeng didn't see Xuanjing's blue face, and talked eloquently: "In terms of exercises, my senior brother is fierce and fierce, and he has won the true inheritance of my master. ”

"When it comes to spiritual weapons, it's even more amazing, my senior brother only loves swords, and the swords he has refined are not one thousand but eight hundred. ”

"A sword stabs out followed by a sword, like a dragon going out to sea, squirting out!"

"In the face of something hard, even if there is no hole, a hole will be created and then it will be stabbed. ”

Xuanjing said coldly: "Are you finished?"

Mu Wanfeng felt that her tone was not good, and she suddenly froze.

"Uh...... That's it. ”

Just now, the sky was clear, and in the blink of an eye, the clouds were thick, and the kind of celestial and demon eggs - nerves!

Sure enough, it's still the same sentence, a woman's mouth is a deceitful ghost!

Xuanjing calmed down and asked, "Isn't there a fourth, how can you be sure that Chongxiao can win?"

Mu Wanfeng was slandered, she didn't like to listen to me, and she had to ask, giving birth to a son is an orangutan, something wrong!

He raised his head and looked at the sky above him, smiling contemptuously.

"God, I never believed it!"

While the two were talking, several more slicing wounds were heard in the ring.

Everyone couldn't see the ring clearly, and they didn't know the situation inside, and their whole hearts hung up, guessing that maybe the next moment, Chongxiao would be defeated.

However, this next moment, he didn't wait for a long time.

After a stick of incense

I don't know how many swords Chongxiao has suffered, judging by the sound he heard, he should have been bruised all over his body.

How long should this meaningless persistence continue?

Just when everyone was thinking this, suddenly a different voice finally came from the ring.

Poop!

It was the sound of the spirit sword striking.

Under such an invisible, Chongxiao resisted Shen Tianxin's attack.

Ten zhang away, Shen Tianxin hid in the dark after escaping, her heart was shocked, she couldn't think of how Chongxiao found out.

She used magic to hide her breath, and she didn't even have a trace of spiritual power to reveal it, just because she was worried about being discovered by Chongxiao.

originally thought that there was a trace array to help, and after Chongxiao was injured continuously, the other party's mood would be disturbed, and he would become anxious and reveal his flaws.

Who would have thought that Chongxiao didn't care about that bit of skin trauma at all, and now he even captured ordinary attacks.

The unexpected situation made Shen Tianxin a little frustrated.

Just when Shen Tian was thinking about how Chongxiao sensed the attack, she suddenly found that she had lost the trace of the other party.

With a chill in her back, she suddenly turned around, just in time to see Chongxiao slashing with a sword.

Poop!

Shen Tianxin blocked Chongxiao's sword, but because he hurriedly resisted, he was kicked by Chongxiao and flew out.

Chongxiao closed his eyes, facing Shen Tianxin, feeling her stand up from the ground, and said in a deep voice: "Just now it was a return salute." ”

"This trick didn't work for me, you better come head-on. It's just a competition, a fight with me. ”

Shen Tianxin patted the dust on his body and stared at Chongxiao.

"How do you know it's useless? Hmph~ Obstructed vision will always affect you. ”

Chongxiao frowned, shook his head, and said, "I said that this is just a competition, I took so many swords from you just now, I didn't fight back, I just didn't want to hurt you." ”

Shen Tianxin was extremely angry, and said coquettishly: "Heh~ Do you think you are a hedgehog? Where do you get the self-confidence, attacking you will hurt myself." ”

Chongxiao was dumbfounded, his lips moved, and he didn't say anything after all.

Shen Tianxin saw that the other party stopped talking, and after thinking about it, he still withdrew from the maze array.

After thinking about it, she also felt that it seemed not very glorious to win the competition like this.

Anyway, the heavy skin injuries add up, and they are not minor injuries, and she is much more sure of winning in a head-on battle.

"Open your eyes, I'll withdraw from the Lost Trace Array," Shen Tianxin muttered in his heart after speaking: "Ask a woman to release water, and you are no one......

As soon as Chongxiao opened his eyes, he saw that the corners of Shen Tianxin's mouth were pouting, and he could hang two oil bottles.

"What are you staring at me?, our female disciples of Hundred Flowers Valley, have been in Kaiyang Peak for so long, and we haven't let you see enough?" Shen Tianxin said with his hands on his hips and puffed up.

Chongxiao coughed dryly twice, his face full of embarrassment.

He didn't mean anything else, he just saw that Shen Tianxin was defenseless, so it was not good to slash through with a sword.

"Ahem~ That, can we continue?"

Shen Tianxin exploded and said, "Will you speak? Who will continue with you? I have been standing for so long, and you still haven't treated the wound, are you waiting for me to give you medicine?"

Chongxiao was stunned for a long time before he reacted and stopped the bleeding from the wound.

"Hmm~coughcough~ That, Shen Daoyou, I'll take care of it. ”

Shen Tianxin's beautiful eyes rolled his eyes, and he said, "The formation has been torn and the blood has stopped, now it's time to talk about the requirements." ”

"What request?" Chongxiao was inexplicable, completely unable to understand what this woman was thinking.

Shen Tianxin smiled slightly, as if a faint fragrance was refreshing.

"I've seen you refine weapons, and it's average, but for the name of Wan seniors, if you lose this competition, you can refine a spirit sword for me. ”

After thinking about it for a while, Chongxiao felt that he had no reason to lose, so he agreed.

"Okay! Let's ...... Ahem, is the competition ready to start?"

Shen Tianxin was secretly funny, do you think that if you don't say the word "continue", this girl will be out of luck?

She grimaced and said, "How do you start?" Do you want me to count one, two, three?"

Chongxiao suddenly felt a pain in his head, and talking to Shen Tianxin was even more uncomfortable than being hit with a few swords just now.

This woman, she can't have been sent by a monkey to fix me, right?