"You're thicker-skinned than Liu Wei, watch your moves!" After Mao Yueyue said that, he hit Mu Bohui with a palm.
Mu Bohui held the broadsword in his hand and blocked the palm with the blade.
Mao Yueyue was shocked and took two steps back, while Mu Bohui only trembled slightly and regained his composure.
Then, Mu Bohui suddenly shook the sword vigorously, and a thick layer of frost fell off the sword. He pretended to say: "Hiss, it's so cold!"
After Mao Yueyue stood still, he spread his right palm and then raised it upward.
At this moment, the temperature in the entire arena began to drop sharply, and it became bone-chilling in the blink of an eye.
At this moment, Mao Yueyue flipped his palm, and within a few feet of Mu Bohui's head, a dense sheet of ice crystals quickly condensed, like a dagger.
"fall!"
Mao Yueyue gave a soft drink and at the same time pressed her palm down suddenly.
Whoosh!
In an instant, ice crystals all over the sky fell rapidly, shooting towards Mu Bohui like a broken arrow.
A round shield suddenly appeared in Mu Bohui's hand and was placed directly on top of his head.
For a moment, there was a dense bang-dong-dong sound in the field, as if someone was beating a drum rapidly.
After a few breaths, the ice rain disappeared. Mu Bohui took the shield off his head and shook his aching arms.
At this moment, Mao Yueyue came to him quietly and punched him in the cheek.
Mu Bohui once again held the shield in front of him.
Boom!
Mao Yueyue punched the shield, and a cold air spread from the shield.
Then, the two of them retreated toward the rear at the same time.
This time, both of them took three steps back.
After standing still, Mu Bohui glanced at the shield in his hand. There was a thick layer of ice crystals on it, and it was still spreading.
Mu Bohui's true energy immediately poured into the shield, and then with a sudden shock, the ice crystals on the shield turned into powder and fell down, and then turned into a puddle of rain!
Then, Mu Bohui put away his shield, looked at Mao Yueyue and grinned, "Sister Yueyue, come and take my sword too!"
After Mu Bohui said this, he jumped up with a big knife in his hand between two steps, and struck Mao Yueyue head-on with the knife.
Wu Ji Slash!
As Mu Bohui's knife fell, the space in front of him seemed to be cut in half like a thin layer of paper.
Mao Yueyue's eyes showed a solemn look, and a thick layer of ice armor immediately appeared on her body, wrapping her whole body in it.
Immediately afterwards, he punched twice violently, and there were ice picks all over his fists.
The broadsword and the fists collided with each other in the most arrogant and domineering manner.
next moment!
Click!
boom!
There was a cracking sound, followed immediately by a rumble.
The thick layer of ice armor on Mao Yueyue's body was instantly torn apart and scattered on the ground.
Immediately, all the ice picks on her fists broke, and she rubbed her feet against the ring and slid out at an extremely fast speed.
It slid for dozens of feet and stopped at the edge of the ring.
At this time, Mao Yueyue's fists were already bloody, her arms were shaking involuntarily, a trace of blood overflowed from the corners of her mouth, and her face was pale.
In fact, at the last moment, Mu Bohui withdrew some of the power from the broadsword. Otherwise, with Mao Yueyue's forceful stance, her arms would have been shattered by the blow.
After Mao Yueyue stood there to recover for a few breaths, she came to the center of the ring and glared at Mu Bohui, "Didn't you promise not to hurt me?"
Mu Bohui smiled awkwardly, "Maybe my good brother Liu Wei's character is not very good, so this promise was not fulfilled!"
"If I could beat you, I would beat you into a pig's head!" Mao Yueyue said angrily.
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Hehe, the only one who can beat me into a pig's head is my wife! As long as you are my wife, I promise not to fight back when hit or scolded! Sister Yueyue, do you want to think about it? "Mu Bohui rubbed his hands and looked at Mao Yueyue expectantly.
Mao Yueyue had a thoughtful look on her face, and then looked at Mu Bohui, "Just let me beat you up first, and then I'll think about it!"
"You won't cheat, will you?" Mu Bohui showed a suspicious look on his face.
"I promise with your character that you will never cheat! You should trust your own character, right?" Mao Yueyue looked at Mu Bohui and asked.
Mu Bohui patted his chest with one hand, "Of course, my character, Mu Bohui, is absolutely incomparable!"
Mao Yueyue nodded, "I also believe in your character, so are you willing?"
Mu Bohui hesitated for a moment, then nodded in agreement, "Come on!"
After saying that, he closed his eyes directly, as if he was looking forward to death.
If he doesn't agree, doesn't it mean that he doesn't believe in his own character?
Mao Yueyue didn't hesitate. She immediately clenched her fist and punched Mu Bohui in the face.
She really wanted to beat Mu Bohui, but he really deserved it.
However, she did not use the Ice Soul Sect's Ice Heart Technique in this punch, but just added some true energy to her fist.
With a bang, Mu Bohui was directly hit by the punch and flew out.
Three feet away, Mu Bohui hit the ground and spat out a mouthful of bloody foam mixed with several teeth. The left side of his face was swollen.
Mu Bohui stood up and touched his cheek. The pain was burning, and he suddenly grinned.
On the high platform, everyone in Mu Liuzhang and Wuji Sect frowned, not knowing what was going on.
The arena is too big, no matter how far it is from the high platform or the square
Therefore, the rest of the people have no idea about the conversation between the two.
Mu Bohui ignored the pain on his face and ran to Mao Yueyue happily, looking at Mao Yueyue with hope, "Can you be my wife?"
Mao Yueyue looked at Mu Bohui with a smile on her face, "Didn't you say you can hit me without fighting back or scold me? I still want to punch you again!"
Mu Bohui hesitated for a moment, then made a sudden move and moved the right side of his face, "Fight!"
After saying that, he took a deep breath and closed his eyes.
Mao Yueyue was not ambiguous at all, and punched Mu Bohui's right face again.
Mu Bohui flew out again, flying farther than the first time.
Mu Bohui hit the ground and spat out another mouthful of blood, water and half of his teeth.
At this time, both sides of his face had become almost as fat, and his entire face looked like a pig's head. Moreover, almost all the teeth in his mouth were knocked out by these two punches.
At this moment, everyone looked at Mu Bohui with strange eyes, thinking that there must be something wrong with this great disciple of Wuji Sect. Why did he run over and put his face in front of others to be beaten?
Could it be that this person has some special hobbies? Like a masochist?
In the direction of Wuji Sect, the sect leader Mu Liuzhang and the great elder Zhu Yun had faces as black as the bottom of a pot.
The two of them saw some clues. This kid ran to the ring to pick up girls!
At this moment, the two of them really wanted to take Mu Bohui back and beat him up again. It was such an embarrassment to Wu Ji Zong that he was thrown into his grandma's house.
Mu Bohui got up, ignoring the pain on his face, and ran to Mao Yueyue, "Yueyue, is it okay now?"
The words he said were leaking out of his mouth, like an old man's. That way, it was as funny as possible.
When Mao Yueyue saw Mu Bohui's look, she finally couldn't hold it back and burst into laughter.
"Yueyue, can you be my wife now?" Mu Bohui asked with expectation on his face as he looked at Mao Yueyue.
Mao Yueyue shook her head, "No!"
"Yueyue, you don't mean what you say, how could you lie to me?" Mu Bohui said
Somewhat crazy.
"I'm not lying to you. I just said I would consider it, but I didn't say I would definitely agree to it! Well, I've thought about it, and I won't agree!" Mao Yueyue said seriously.
Mu Bohui suddenly felt a little disappointed, "My mother has told me since I was a child not to believe a woman's words. The more beautiful a woman is, the more likely she is to lie. It's true!"
Immediately, Mu Bohui grinned, "I can't get this beating in vain, I have to fight back!"
As Mu Bohui spoke, the broadsword appeared in his hand again, ready to slash at Mao Yueyue.
"Admit defeat! I admit defeat!" Mao Yueyue shouted immediately.
Mu Bohui looked at Mao Yueyue blankly, a little crazy!
This beating was in vain!
At this moment, Mr. Zhong appeared on the field, "Wu Ji Zong, Mu Bo Hui wins!"
Mu Bohui looked at Mao Yueyue with a look of resentment, like a wronged little daughter-in-law.
Mao Yueyue made a face at Mu Bohui, stuck out her tongue playfully, then saluted Mr. Zhong and returned to the high platform.
Mr. Zhong looked at Mu Bohui, who was still standing on the ring, "Young man, your way of picking up girls is not good! Go back and ask your sect leader for advice. When he was young, he was a veteran in this industry. He is experienced and seasoned. Follow him and learn more." study!"
A smile appeared on Mu Bohui's face again. He saluted Mr. Zhong and hurriedly returned to the high platform to ask Mu Liushang for advice.
Finally, when they arrived at the high platform, before he could speak, Mu Liuzhang said with a dark face, "You have humiliated the whole sect. Go back to the back wall for a month!"
Mu Bohui's expression darkened again.
The other junior brothers and sisters looked at Mu Bohui and couldn't help but laugh. They wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh. It was really uncomfortable!
At this moment, Mr. Zhong's voice sounded again, "Next, let's move on to the last round of this competition. The Xingyue Sect will face off against the Xuanjian Sect. The first group of disciples from the two sects will take the stage to compete!"
Shao Hua stood up and was about to go to the ring with his sword, but Liu Wei whispered: "Be careful!"
Shao Hua nodded, and with a flash of sword light from his feet, he appeared on the ring.
Fu Nan from Xingyue Sect was already waiting on the ring.
The two stood opposite each other, looking at each other. Fu Nan's eyes had a bit of murderous intent, but also a hint of solemnity!
To be honest, he was very nervous. He had never even beaten Ma He, let alone Shao Hua.
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