"I have also heard about the Li family's style. They protect their shortcomings very well. Li Gui suffered such a big loss and did not cause trouble. He retreated cleanly in a short time." This is really strange.
In this regard, they all had related predictions. They were afraid that Ningxia would suffer, so they all came here. Jin Lin has a way to contact Zhenjun Yuanheng at any time, so he is not afraid of the other party going crazy.
Unexpectedly, he was not crazy at all, and left the scene quietly, which left people a little confused.
But no matter what, if they can't get along, then they won't. There is no deep hatred between the two families. Two small families cut and poked normally, but no blood was seen. How much hatred can there be? The truth is that everyone goes his own way.
Ningxia nodded silently.
"Congratulations to junior sister for her great improvement in swordsmanship. That move just now was really wonderful." Jin Lin smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth.
What kind of ultimate move is that? To be honest, she is still unable to control any of the sword skills in her hand, and she has only scratched the surface.
However, after experiencing the seven-story sword tower, she seemed to have grasped some tips in the way of swordsmanship, as if she had broken through some barriers and began to become more knowledgeable.
The fact that he has been "constructing" outside for several years and has never learned anything about it, but he finally figured out the secrets in just a few days in the sword tower can explain some problems.
"Yes!" He Haigong stroked his palm: "Alin just said what your sword call was... It breaks people's hearts, the name is also wonderful, and it is very vivid. I wonder if there are moves from the same place?"
"...Really?" He Haigong, who was just joking at first, was slightly surprised.
Ning Xia nodded, and there were two more moves, but currently she was only practicing the second move in the tower. The last move was a bit unfamiliar and sometimes ineffective, so she really wasn't very good at it. Ning Xia thought she probably wouldn't use it on the field...
"You can't tell, it's really hidden." He Haigong had a funny expression on his face.
As the sun set, the group left the venue in harmony and went back to prepare for the next day's competition.
Today's turmoil is temporarily concealed in this tranquility.
There are many disciples of the Wuhua Sect, and the first round of primary elections lasts for several days. I don’t know what the ranking is based on, but all the disciples in the Formation Hall almost completed the preliminary selection on the first day. I spent the remaining few days doing nothing and started watching other people's competitions.
On the afternoon of the second day, Ningxia returned to the venue after adjusting her breath a little better. I saw that many names on the list with names imprinted on them were already turning gray and dark. This part has probably been eliminated.
She found her name in the upper row, which was slightly brighter. The seat next to it was still vacant, and she probably hadn't chosen it yet. In this way, Ningxia is more relaxed, and she doesn't have to constantly think about whether her next enemy will be difficult to deal with.
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hateful!
Li Jui, who was slow and confused, realized that he had been plotted and hated him deeply, but he had to deal with the "mess" in a hurry.
With one careless move, the previous good business situation completely collapsed. The situation he least expected to face appeared in front of him in the worst form.
Now, he was the one at a disadvantage.
Ning Xia's walking in his sword-intention realm was like running through a medicine pool. Her condition visibly improved and she recovered a little.
What about him? On the contrary, it seemed to be drained dry, declining step by step, revealing obvious weakness. The reason why they can hold on until now is due to the fact that both of them are equally qualified and he has the ancestral Litian in his hand.
He only hated Ning Xia for being despicable and deliberately draining his spiritual power...
In short, it was useless to say anything. Now he could only barely resist Ningxia's offensive while thinking about ways to crack it.
It's a pity that Ningxia doesn't want to give him a chance.
There is no need for a second reversal of this kind. She doesn't have so much spiritual power to waste on the other party. In this case……
Li Wei suddenly found that the offensive on the opposite side seemed to be weakening. He was slightly relieved, but his heart was frightened.
"Senior Brother Shi, what is that girl doing?" someone who had been watching the excitement for a long time asked in confusion.
"..." The man who had just mocked Li Wei unknowingly became quiet and silently watched the two fighting on the stage without commenting.
"Maybe it's going to end." Looking at Ning Xia's hands with full spiritual light, he thought that his guess was about to come true.
The spiritual sword in Ning Xia's hand was wrapped in a gleaming spiritual light, shining brightly in the sunlight, making people's eyes confused, and all the sounds in their ears seemed to disappear instantly.
To others, the spirit sword that was not swung slowly seemed to Li Yao to be like a talisman, slowing down at an incredible speed.
Time in the entire world froze. The noise, discussion, wind, breathing, and even the pulse of life disappeared in an instant, and it seemed that only his breathing was left.
The other party's simple spiritual sword was exuding an unparalleled pressure at this moment, like a mountain bearing down on him, coming directly towards his face, which was frightening.
Can you understand that feeling? There is deathly silence around you, as if the whole world has been silenced, and when you are the only one left, a terrible enemy appears and presses towards you. What kind of pressure is this?
The closer he got, the more difficult it became for him to breathe, and the sharp sword intent squeezed his living space little by little. That vitality gradually invaded his life system, causing him to feel fear in his heart, inexplicable fear.
"The world of mortals..." He heard someone murmuring, low and with a dull warmth, which made people feel like they were in a dream, echoing repeatedly.
who is it? what is that?
It was just two words, but they kept flashing and reverberating in her mind, arousing certain emotions buried deep down.
who? What is that? ! roll! Get out! Something was tugging at his soul, as if it was trying to peel off some part of him, but it was firming up at the last moment.
He was like a child lost in a huge maze, confused and unable to find the direction and where he was today.
"...the most..."
No! No, stop! Stop it! Don't...don't...
Ning Xia's eyes narrowed, looking at the person opposite who seemed to be in a state of collapse, and slowly uttered the last three words: "... heartbreaking."
Something shattered.
The tip of the sword stopped less than a centimeter away from the tip of Li Gui's nose, which was frightening to watch. If Ning Xia shook her wrist, the sharp point would hit the opponent's nose.
However... Ningxia made no further moves.
Li Wei's eyes were blank, and the Litian Sword in his hand fell to the ground. His whole body fell back like a kite with its string broken, and half of his body was tilted out of the competition platform.
There was sudden silence nearby, and then a burst of undulating discussion broke out.
"...What just happened?"
"Did you hear it? It seemed like she lost her voice for a moment and couldn't hear anything. It felt like what happened when her sword came out..." This person was standing in the front row.
