"Hua Aoyu?" Leng Ning muttered to herself. She seemed to have heard of this name.
Oh, he's the ruthless person who others say started with very low points and then won all the way to the top twenty in the rankings.
Thinking of the gossip she overheard, Leng Ning straightened her back and blocked Shui Miaomiao who was silently sizing him up behind her.
The corners of her mouth raised for half a minute, and Hua Aoyu instantly returned to her indifference, "Did you really take drugs?"
"fart!"
Leng Ning swore obscenely, then she blushed and whispered, "Miaomiao didn't."
He patted Leng Ningchi on the shoulder and asked her to relax. Shui Miaomiao poked her head out from behind Leng Ningchi and looked at Hua Aoyu.
"I didn't, but do you believe it?"
"Believe it, otherwise why would I be standing here."
In the surprise of the two of them, Hua Aoyu stepped forward to help Leng Ningchi lift Shui Miaomiao, and said in a voice that only the people on the stage could hear: "I have the habit of doing morning exercises. I ran outside Hongyu Pavilion and saw Someone is dancing on a peach tree branch."
Dancing peach branches in Hongyuxuan should be referring to herself. Shui Miaomiao nodded and motioned for Hua Aoyu to continue.
"I haven't seen anyone of your age who can use swordsmanship on other objects, and you are the first. I don't know why you look so sick and weak, so we don't use spiritual power, just compete with swords."
I just practiced casually at that time. In order to appease the heat in my heart, I didn't expect to be able to recruit a challenger for myself.
However, Shui Miaomiao said that she was very excited about not having to use her spiritual power. Finally, she no longer had to fight while having her head throb and hurt. At least she could have more time to relax.
As for her physical strength and the feeling of being hot and cold at that time, Shui Miaomiao said it didn't matter. Hua Aoyu signed up for the challenge anyway, and she couldn't refuse.
Since Hua Aoyu put forward the conditions, Shui Miaomiao naturally agreed. She had never tried it just to compete with others in sword competition.
After spending some spiritual energy to transform Shui Ying into a long sword, Shui Miaomiao frowned and suppressed the discomfort.
"Maybe I should challenge you another day. You look really weak."
Not sure how to interpret Hua Aoyu's words, Shui Miaomiao chose to ignore it and sent Leng Ningchi off the stage, doing warm-up activities and waiting for the referee to call start.
Shui Miaomiao felt that she didn't need to warm up at all. When she used her spiritual power, she felt cold. When she didn't use it, she felt so hot that she wanted to kill someone.
'Zheng~~~'
This is the sound of swords clashing with each other.
Shui Miaomiao took a step back, stabilized her body, and deflected Hua Aoyu's sword move.
Hua Aoyu's sword moves are ever-changing, and Shui Miaomiao, who only knows the Qing Yan Sword Technique, can only parry.
Hua Aoyu began to wonder whether he had made a mistake when he was running in the morning. Was this person who knew only one sword technique really the person who danced the peach tree branches into the sword's edge?
Shui Miaomiao was obviously at a disadvantage. Hua Aoyu and the people below who were waiting for Shui Miaomiao to make a mistake all thought so.
The strange thing is that Shui Miaomiao can catch Hua Aoyu's sword moves every time, regardless of whether Shui Miaomiao is embarrassed or not when he catches it.
As long as the sword move is deflected, Hua Aoyu's arrogance will make her change the sword technique.
As the most talented person in the Hua family, Hua Aoyu has a photographic memory for all kinds of swordsmanship. No matter how complicated it is, she can imitate it after just one look.
The Shenfeng Sect also tried its best to train her and collected unique sword techniques for her.
But why, she had changed hundreds of sword moves, and this Sanshui could catch it with one sword move.
Shui Miaomiao knows very little, which also means that she only has the Qingyan Sword Technique to practice.
Steel is tempered a hundred times, and Shui Miaomiao practiced the Qingyan Sword Technique to be as pure as fire. There is no need to hesitate when drawing the sword.
And Hua Aoyu knew too much, so much that she was always hesitating about what move to make.
The two exchanged hundreds of moves, but Shui Miaomiao, who was panting, never lost, while Hua Aoyu, who was panting slightly, was slowly losing his balance.
How can one kind of sword technique defeat hundreds of his own?
Hua Aoyu subconsciously used his spiritual power, and in the phantom technique, one sword instantly turned into five or six.
Shui Miaomiao couldn't tell which one was real and which one was fake. She only felt danger.
Shui Miaomiao, who has always loved to linger on the edge of crisis, knew that she could not hesitate. The sword was covered with green smoke. Shui Miaomiao bit her lower lip tightly and tried to suck it.
If she couldn't see through it, she could only choose to break it with force.
'Click'
With a slight sound, the long sword in Hua Aoyu's hand broke.
There was no mercy. After all, she was the one who used her spiritual power first. Shui Miaomiao took advantage of the victory and pursued her. He hit Hua Aoyu in the stomach with the hilt of his sword, and then watched her groan and fall to the ground.
She lost, completely and inexplicably.
She used her spiritual power first, so she lost. However, Hua Aoyu threw aside the dagger in her hand, leaving aside the fact that the weapon was not as good as others.
"What sword move did you use? Could it be some rare skill?"
"Probably not~"
Jian Yuze said that this was modified by Xian Yanxian Zun on the basis of the Jian Family Sword Technique, probably just for fun.
"How can it be!"
Hua Aoyu yelled a little lost his temper: "I had hundreds of sword techniques, but you used only one to resolve them all. Are you kidding me!"
He seemed to have hit her self-confidence.
Shui Miaomiao stood there, looking at her trembling hand holding the sword. The fight just now relieved the heat in her heart a lot, so she asked kindly: "Of all the sword techniques, which one are you most familiar with?"
"I'm familiar with them all!" After saying that, Hua Aoyu closed her mouth. She was familiar with them all, but none of them were familiar to her.
"Been taught a lesson."
Because Hua Aoyu was neither knocked off the stage nor lost her fighting power, she stood up and resigned cleanly.
"Do you think this Sanshui really got there by cheating on drugs?"
There were a few sporadic questions from the audience.
Wu Gaojian has a bad character. Even if he is ranked high, no one wants to see his strength. However, Hua Aoyu came all the way up from the bottom of the list. Some people began to doubt it, but after a few words from others, they gave up the idea. .
"Sanshui was at a disadvantage throughout the game. He obviously didn't even have a chance to counterattack. If Hua Aoyu's sword hadn't been broken, how would he have won?"
"Well, since Sanshui can take drugs, it's not difficult to find a powerful weapon, so it's still just relying on external force."
"Now that I'm telling you, she didn't win either. Hua Aoyu gave up. Maybe she didn't bother to fight with this person of bad character..."
Anyway, it's Shui Miaomiao's fault.
Lan Jixuan was in the crowd, gnawing on his nails and analyzing the opinions of others. If Shui Miaomiao won many games, others would think she was cheating.
But there must be a way to solve it, but he hasn't thought of it yet. He needs a little opportunity, a little inspiration, and before that, he hopes Miaomiao can hold on.
Can you hold on?
In a blink of an eye, the third competition is about to begin.
"Sen Luo Zong Si Wang."
"Did you lose to him last time?" Hua Yixian bumped Lan Jixuan with his elbow. Lan Jixuan recovered from his endless thoughts and frowned.
"Well, Sen Luo Zong Si Wang is good at using illusions and is not someone to be trifled with."
