Seeing that Du Xinrui was injured and fell to the ground, Yan Hui did not take advantage of others' danger. He understood that judging from the current strength gap between Du Xinrui and him, he was already sure of victory. No matter how hard Du Xinrui struggled, it would not change the final outcome, so there was no need for him To do something heinous that takes advantage of others' danger.
Du Xinrui endured the severe pain from the wound, stood up staggeringly, looked at Yan Hui standing in front of her, and said: "Brother, it seems that in these short three days, your strength has improved a lot. few."
Yan Hui looked at the injured Du Xinrui and said with pity: "Junior sister, just admit defeat! In your current situation, you can't beat me."
"It's still the same sentence. As long as the world is undecided, you and I are both dark horses. Whoever loses will win. It's too early to say anything until the last moment."
As soon as the words fell, Du Xinrui attacked Yan with her sword. Looking at Du Xinrui who was still tenacious even though she was injured, all the spectators who supported her in the audience cheered for her, hoping that she could turn things around and win the final game. The important thing is that as long as Du Xinrui wins this game, she can earn a lot of shell coins for them.
Du Xinrui's sword energy lingered, and her body shape changed extremely quickly, attacking Yan Hui from all directions where Yan Hui's defense was weak. However, even though Du Xin Rui increased the speed of "Mist and Shadow Three Styles" to the extreme, she still did not hurt Yan Hui at all.
Yan Hui responded with every round of attacks Du Xinrui launched against him with his agile and shocking sword skills. On the stage, the two men's body and sword skills were extremely fast. Everyone in the audience was dazzled. They only heard the clash of sword energy and the sound of fighting. It was impossible to see clearly who was attacking whom between Du Xinrui and Yan Hui, and who had the upper hand and who was at a disadvantage now.
Watching the wonderful competition between the two, the Kunlun ancestor on the referee's bench praised: "It seems that these two people are both geniuses in cultivating immortals and practicing Taoism. They have achieved such a state of fortune at such a young age. As time goes by, their achievements will be limitless." .”
Elder Mingchen said: "Yes! Look at the girl named Du Xinrui. At the beginning of the competition, she was still very unskilled in the set of swordsmanship she performed. But after just hundreds of rounds, especially when she was injured After that, when she used that set of swordsmanship again, she was much more mature and more powerful."
Elder Phantom said: "Under pressure, everyone makes rapid progress. You see, when Na Yan fought against Dao Xin last time, his strength and cultivation were obviously not as strong as they are now. In just a few days, under tremendous pressure, His strength has improved a lot compared to before.”
Elder Yuanming looked at Du Xinrui's unskilled "Three Mist and Shadow Styles" and said with some confusion: "Why do I feel that this little kid is using this set of swordsmanship that she has just learned, otherwise she wouldn't be able to do it?" It will be so unfamiliar.”
Elder Phantom continued: "That's true. It's really not easy to be able to practice her swordsmanship to this point in a short period of time."
Elder Yuanming asked Elder Phantom, "How do you know she hasn't been practicing this swordsmanship for a long time?"
Elder Phantom replied: "Isn't that what you said? Besides, look at her stiff footwork and unfamiliar sword moves, aren't they the results of her recent practice?"
Suddenly there was a loud noise, and someone was hit and knocked to the ground. Everyone looked for the sound and saw that the person who fell in the middle of the ring was Du Xinrui. During the fight just now, Yan Hui discovered that her left arm was weak in defense. , and then kicked her, and that kick happened to land on Du Xinrui's injured arm.
Du Xinrui got up from the ground and clutched her injured left arm, her inner sense of loss doubled. At this time, she had to accept the fact that if this continued, there was no way she could win this competition. She must come up with an effective way to shorten the gap between her and Yan Hui.
But facing Yan Hui who was stronger than her, Du Xinrui couldn't think of any way for a while. She could never use the sword technique of "Enlightenment Mo Shang". If she did that, it would not only harm her. Master, even she will be driven out of Kunlun, and the gain outweighs the loss.
Du Xinrui made up her mind in her heart. Even if she lost the competition and lost the qualification to enter Kunlun Mountain, she would never use the one-and-a-half-mo "Enlightenment and Mo Shang" sword technique to fight Yan Hui.
At this desperate moment, Du Xinrui suddenly remembered the words the man in black gave her about the essence of the "Three Styles of Mist and Shadow" swordsmanship. This was the only life-saving sword she had now that could allow her to win in this competition. straw. As long as she can understand the secrets and understand the essence of the "Three Mist and Shadow Styles", he may win this competition.
"But what exactly is 'the tree wants to be still but the wind doesn't stop, the heart moves at will, the sword is like the wind.' What does this sentence mean?" Du Xinrui racked his brains and couldn't figure it out.
Just when Du Xinrui was obsessed with understanding, Yan Hui interrupted her meditation, "Junior sister, I don't want you to be more seriously injured. Just give up. If you continue to fight, it will have no meaning to you."
Du Xinrui said resolutely: "I said that as long as the last moment is not reached, as long as there is no difference in victory or defeat, there is still a possibility of everything being reversed. It is absolutely impossible for me to give up."
Yan replied: "If that's the case, then don't blame me, senior brother. I'm not polite."
Yan Hui waved the sword in his hand, and a sharp sword energy flew towards Du Xinrui. Du Xinrui took off, avoiding the sword energy that came towards her, and at the same time swung a sword towards Yan Hui, who His incoming sword energy struck out with another strike, and the two powerful sword energies met in the air and canceled each other out.
While Du Xinrui was fighting Yan Hui, she was recalling and comprehending the essence of the "Three Mist and Shadow Styles" contained in the sentence "The tree wants to be still but the wind does not stop, the heart moves at will, and the sword's intention is like the wind." But no matter what she thought, she just couldn't understand the martial arts truth contained in this sentence.
How could Du Xinrui be half-hearted in the all-out duel between the two people? Suddenly, Du Xinrui felt as if her chest was hit hard by a heavy hammer, and then she flew out uncontrollably. There was another loud noise, and Du Xinrui fell heavily on the ring. A mouthful of blood spurted out from her mouth, staining the place in front of her red.
Seeing Du Xinrui seriously injured and falling to the ground, Nuba, Dao Xin and others were helplessly anxious for her in the audience. If it weren't for the regulations of the competition, no one was allowed to enter the competition area during the competition. They would have rushed to the stage to see Du Xinrui at this moment. Injury situation.
Wei Ziyuan in the stands was worried when he saw Du Xinrui vomiting blood. He knew that the competition was over and Du Xinrui was destined not to win. So far, he still couldn't figure out why Du Xinrui would rather fail than She used one and a half moves of the "Enlightenment and No Sadness" sword technique that he taught her.
But at this point, Wei Ziyuan felt sorry that Du Xinrui could not enter Kunlun Mountain as he wished and became his disciple. Seeing Du Xinrui vomiting blood, Wei Ziyuan did not want her to stand up again, because it was meaningless to her. Since she is doomed to fail, it is better to leave a life. With her intelligence, even if she does not practice on Kunlun Mountain in the future, she will fight to carve out a broad world for herself in the world.
Du Xinrui, who was lying on the ground, felt like a deflated balloon, with no strength left in her body. She wanted to stand up, but she was unable to do so.
Suddenly a majestic wind came over, and she saw the clouds passing above her head were moving involuntarily with the wind. She seemed to be interested in the man in black's words: "The tree wants to be still but the wind does not stop, the heart moves at will, and the sword is like the wind." Enlightenment, she turned and looked at the towering tree with lush leaves not far away, which was also helplessly swaying in the strong wind. She then looked at the Fengming Purple Gold Sword in her hand. She looked at the words left by the man in black. The words "The tree wants to be still but the wind does not stop, the heart moves at will, the sword is like the wind" suddenly came to light. She showed a long-lost smile, slowly stood up from the ground, and said happily: "So that's it, I understand, it turns out that this is It’s the secret that the tree wants to be still but the wind doesn’t stop, the heart moves at will, and the sword’s intention is like the wind. Everything comes from nature, and the heart moves at will and the sword’s intention is like the wind.”
Seeing Du Xinrui's happy look, Yanhui knew that Du Xinrui must have figured out some way to restrain him, but seeing Du Xinrui who was full of hurts, Yanhui breathed a sigh of relief. Yanhui smiled slightly and said, "Junior sister, you understand, no matter what What, but judging from your severely injured body now, you are in doom and gloom and you can’t possibly win again.”
While Yan Hui was speaking, the blood from the wound on Du Xinrui's arm flowed down her delicate and white arm and onto the Fengming Purple Gold Sword in her hand.
What Yan Hui said was not an empty threat to Du Xinrui. Now she indeed no longer had the capital to compete with Yan Hui to win the championship. Just when there was no way out, the Fengming Purple Gold Sword in Du Xinrui's hand suddenly shone brightly. It radiated with dazzling purple-gold light and made a buzzing sound. At the same time, the sound of phoenixes suddenly sounded in the Hidden Sword Mountain.
Then the Fengming Purple Gold Sword in Du Xinrui's hand broke away from her palm and hung above her forehead. The Fengming Purple Gold Sword immediately emitted purple-gold light. Those rays of light merged into a beam, all shining on Du Xinrui's body. In the purple-gold In the light, Du Xinrui felt a powerful force repairing his seriously injured body, and then a warm air flowed through her eight extraordinary meridians, clearing her injured and blocked meridians.
What they saw in front of them shocked the people sitting there. They didn't know the reason. They didn't expect that Du Xinrui had such skills and could use sword energy to heal injuries.
Only Kunlun Patriarch and the three elders knew what was going on. When they saw the radiant light of the Fengming Purple Gold Sword and heard the high-pitched phoenix cry from the Hidden Sword Mountain, the four of them exclaimed in unison: "Fengming Purple Gold Sword!"
Elder Phantom said in shock: "How come the Fengming Purple Gold Sword appears here? And it is still in the hands of a little girl."
"How could this little girl control this ancient artifact? What ability does she have to tame the sword spirit in this purple-gold sword? For thousands of years, countless powerful people have tried many times, but they all failed in the end. , I wonder how this little girl did it." Elder Yuan Ming said curiously.
"She only has the sword body and has not tamed the sword spirit. As for why the sword body is in the hands of this little girl, I don't know." Kunlun ancestor said.
