Feiyun was secretly worried, fearing that something might happen to Lan Xing, so he said to Liangchen: "Liangchen, why don't you tell them, this game will be a draw. How about that?"
Liangchen knew that Feiyun was worried about something happening to Lan Xing, and thought that even if it was a draw, it wouldn't be a big deal since his side had already won one more game.
Liangchen nodded and immediately called out to Murong Wuji: "Mr. Murong, I think they are indistinguishable. How about this? It will be a draw. Do you accept it?"
Murong Wuji was also secretly worried because Murong Zaixing was his uncle's son. If something happens to Murong Zaixing, he will naturally be punished after he returns.
After listening to Liangchen's words, Murong Wuji immediately said: "That's fine. If they are like this, even if they fight until tomorrow, there may not be any results."
Then Murong Wuji shouted in the middle of the field: "There is no need to fight again, this battle is considered a draw!"
Here Liangchen also shouted: "Sister Lan Xing, please step back and stop fighting."
After hearing this, Lan Xing was naturally unwilling and wanted to fight again. But Murong Zaixing, who was on the opposite side, dodged, jumped out of the battle circle, and said, "My eldest brother asked me to go back. There is no winner today. Let's fight another day!"
Lan Xing had no choice but to retreat because she knew it would be difficult for Murong Zaixing.
Lan Xing retreated to Feiyun and said, "Brother, Lan Xing is incompetent and failed to win."
Feiyun quickly comforted him and said, "Sister Lan Xing, it doesn't have to be like this. The opponent should be a descendant of the Murong family. It's not easy for you to draw a draw."
Liangchen also consoled him: "Sister Lan Xing, the people coming out from behind must be masters, so don't take this matter to your heart."
At this time, Murong Wuji, who was on the opposite side, said to Murong Zaixing and Murong Wuxia: "Now the ten competitions are over, we have lost, and now we can only go home!"
Murong Zaixing sighed and said, "But if we just retreat like this, we really don't have the shame to go back!"
Murong Wuxia smiled slightly and said, "I have a way to fight them again and bring the situation back!"
Murong Wuji asked in surprise: "Little sister, what can you do?"
Murong Wuxia shook his head and said, "You guys just watch from behind and don't talk. I'll go over and talk to them."
Murong Wuji didn't know what kind of medicine she was selling in the gourd, so he had no choice but to nod in agreement. Now I can only treat a dead horse as a living doctor. I hope Murong Wuxia does have a solution.
Murong Wuxia came to Feiyun, bowed her hands and said, "Young Master Lin, little girl Murong Wuxia is so polite!"
Although Feiyun felt strange, he could not lose his courtesy and said: "It turns out to be Miss Murong, I guess you are Murong Wuji's sister. Do you have anything to say when you come here this time?"
Murong Wuxia smiled and said, "Young Master Lin, are you afraid that we won't admit it?"
Feiyun said: "I believe you will not do this. You must always take the reputation of your Murong family into consideration!"
Murong Wuxia said, "What if you all die? I don't think anyone knows what happened here!"
Feiyun's face darkened and he said coldly: "You want to kill us all? I don't think you have the ability."
Murong Wuxia smiled slightly and said: "The people who came out to compete with you just now are actually just slaves of the Murong family. You saw just now what their abilities are. If we, the slaves, attack you together, I don't know. How long can you hold back?"
Feiyun was stunned. The martial arts of those slaves just now were indeed not low. If they all rushed to kill them without their lives, it would be really difficult to resist them. Feiyun just proposed a competition because he didn't want a scuffle to occur.
Feiyun then asked: "Aren't you afraid of being denounced by people in the world?"
Murong Wuxia said: "You and my eldest brother just high-fived and swore an oath, and there were no witnesses. If we deny this, you can't prove it."
Feiyun was stunned and felt that what she said made sense. If they directly deny it, there is really nothing they can do against them.
Feiyun immediately said: "In that case, there is no need to say anything more. Just come over and we will have a battle to see who can have the last laugh!"
Murong Wuxia then said: "That's okay, we don't want to get to this point. I have a suggestion, why don't you and I have a fight? If you beat me, we will naturally let you go. If you are unwilling to accept it, My challenge is to accept the outcome of the melee.”
Feiyun saw that Murong Wuxia was very decisive and knew that he could not change her mind. Since she dared to propose a competition with herself, she certainly had some confidence.
In order to avoid a melee, Feiyun had no choice but to say: "In this case, I will believe you for once. If you go back on your word after I defeat you, I will have no choice but to be cruel!"
Murong Wuxia nodded and said, "Young Master Lin, if you defeat me, you can leave smoothly."
Feiyun immediately held the folding fan in his hand and said: "Miss Murong, if I'm not talented, come and learn some clever tricks!"
Murong Wuxia smiled slightly and said softly: "Everyone knows that Shaoxia Lin has great martial arts skills. If my little sister can't resist, Shaoxia Lin must be merciful." Before he finished speaking, Murong Wuxia suddenly swung his sword and stabbed straight at her.
Feiyun saw that Murong Wuxia's body movements were fast, his sword energy was surging, and his martial arts skills were not inferior to those of Murong Wuji and Murong Zaixing. Feiyun didn't dare to be careless, and hurriedly concentrated on the challenge, waving his fan in greeting. The fans and swords met, and both of them were shaken a few times.
Feiyun did not expect that Murong Wuxia looked extremely weak, but had great internal strength. The two went back and forth and started fighting fiercely. After exchanging dozens of moves, the two were still neck and neck.
Although Murong Wuxia was only eighteen or nineteen years old, she was about the same age as Liangchen and Meimei. She has great internal strength and exquisite sword moves. In addition, her Qinggong is better and her body skills are erratic. Feiyun was unable to do anything to her for a moment. In an instant, the two of them were going back and forth, exchanging more than ten moves.
Feiyun suddenly moved the bird into the forest, and the folding fan suddenly changed from chopping to sweeping across Murong Wuxia's slender waist. Murong Wuxia saw the ferocity of his approach and quickly jumped to dodge. Feiyun was sure that this would happen to her, so he stood up.
As soon as Murong Wuxia landed, Feiyun caught up with him. Feiyun then hit her chest with a palm. Murong Wuxia giggled and raised her chest to meet Feiyun's palm.
Seeing that his palm was about to touch her breast, Feiyun didn't want to seriously hurt her, so he hurriedly turned his palm into a finger and pointed at her Huagai point. Murong Wuxia chuckled again, twisted her body, and came over again.
Feiyun was stunned and had no choice but to retract his finger and shouted: "What do you mean?"
Murong Wuxia curled her lips, snorted, and said, "You still have the nerve to ask me? I would like to ask you, do you want to be scornful of me, or do you admire me?"
Feiyun's face darkened and he said, "What nonsense are you talking about!"
Murong Wuxia looked shy and whispered softly: "Young Master Lin, when your master taught you martial arts, didn't he tell you that when attacking a girl's family, there are certain positions that cannot be touched? You were obviously Lu just now. Claws of the Mountain. If it’s not admiration, then it’s intentional indecency. If you are admiring this girl, it’s understandable, she is also a beauty. If not, then you are a deceiver!”
Murong Wuxia followed Murong Wuji to Jiangnan, allowing her to meet many people. But there was no one she could take seriously. Just now she saw Feiyun defeat Murong Wuji, and she suddenly became interested in Feiyun.
Murong Wuxia didn't care about Lan Xing. She had no interest in treasures. She just wanted to find a husband. But it's not easy to find her ideal husband, because she requires that the other person's martial arts must be stronger than hers.
This put the Murong family in trouble. Murong Wuxia had a very good understanding and extremely high martial arts skills. In the northern arena, few of her peers could rival her. Then Murong Wuji went south, and Murong Wuxia was about to follow, saying that he was going to find Mr. Ruyi. Murong Murong especially loved this granddaughter, and others had no choice but to obey her.
Murong Wuxia saw that Feiyun was good at martial arts, so he forced him to take action. When the two of them met against each other, Murong Wuxia made a secret promise in her heart and expressed her intention to show it.
Feiyun naturally did not mean this, and immediately said: "I didn't mean to molest you. Besides, you took the initiative to greet me and forced me to step back."
Murong Wuxia said: "Who would believe what you say? Would a beautiful girl like me take the initiative to throw myself into the arms of a plain-looking man like you? If you were Pan An or Song Yu, it would be possible to see it. "
Feiyun saw Murong Wuxia smiling sweetly and standing there without making any move or showing any hostility. Feiyun could only stop and was surprised.
Feiyun then asked: "Miss Murong, what do you want?" Murong Wuxia had just exchanged dozens of moves with Feiyun, knowing that it would be difficult for her to defeat him.
Murong Wuxia had an idea and came up with such a damaging move. Of course, she also wanted to see if Feiyun was a gentleman and whether he would take advantage of him. As a result, there was no winner in the competition between the two, and it could only be regarded as a tie.
Feiyun just stopped in time, which made Murong Wuxia feel good about him, so he said to Feiyun: "Why do you always call me girl, girl? I feel very awkward. It's better for you to call me by my name, Wuxia. I It doesn’t mean anything special, but I want to know if you are a gentleman. Besides, I just want to talk to you, I don’t want to fight with you, it will be too unpleasant."
Feiyun saw that Murong Wuxia's attitude changed drastically. He started shouting and killing, but now he felt like a spring breeze. He was very embarrassed and had to say: "You are very brave, aren't you afraid that I will take the opportunity to hurt you?"
Murong Wuxia smiled and said: "If little sister doesn't even dare to take such a risk, why are you talking about making a career in the world? Besides, am I not unscathed now? From this, it seems that little sister has a good taste and has not misjudged you."
Feiyun couldn't help but laugh bitterly at what she said, and said, "Thank you for your favor. In that case, can you guys get out of the way?"
While the two were talking, they heard Murong Wuji shouting: "Wuxia, come back quickly, don't talk nonsense anymore."
When Murong Wuxia heard this, he smiled apologetically at Feiyun and said, "Young Master Lin, wait a moment, I'll be right back." Feiyun nodded in agreement.
