nashuaworldcup Chapter 216 Then Let Me Make Three Moves First
Chapter 216 Then Let Me Make Three Moves First
The two people on the stage didn't say much. After introducing their names to each other, they started to work on the dig.
What disappointed Chi Yu was that this big man with black beard was just an embroidered pillow, good-looking but useless.
The opponent still didn't draw his sword, and he was easily knocked off the stage within three moves.
There was no other choice, Chi Yu had to look for the next cannon fodder.
As soon as her eyes swept over, the challengers took a step back in tacit understanding and said in unison: "We won't believe your lies!"
Chi Yu: “…” It seemed like I spoke a little loudly just now.
"Can't you send someone who can fight? You disappoint me so much!" Mo Han's voice sounded again.
Still pretending, right? Chi Yu was furious, rolled up his sleeves, and took a step back.
"Chi Yu!"
I don't know who took the lead in shouting.
"Chi Yu! Chi Yu!" The audience responded at this moment.
"Come on, Sister Chi Yu! I believe in you!" Little fan girl Qing Yu also stood up, making trumpet-like shapes with her hands and shouting loudly.
With so many people calling his name at the same time, Chi Yu suddenly felt like a star.
The atmosphere had become so heated that Chi Yu knew he had to go even if he didn't want to.
She took a deep breath, took brisk steps, and walked onto the sword-questioning platform under the watchful eyes of everyone.
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This is the woman who won two first places?
His steps were weak and powerless, his breath was disordered, and he did not look like a master at all.
I guess it's just good luck.
But unfortunately, when it comes to strength, the goddess of luck is useless even if it’s your own mother!
Mo Han squinted his eyes and looked at the other person, then slowly said: "I, Mo Han, never bully women..."
"Then give me three moves." Before he could finish, Chi Yu climbed up the pole.
I'm not afraid of being laughed at, I'm thick-skinned anyway.
"Uh..." Mo Han obviously didn't expect her to say that, and he was choked on the spot.
Even the audience outside the venue were shocked by her shameless words.
Someone couldn't help but laugh and said, "As expected of her, only she can say such words so easily and freely."
"You have to be thick-skinned to get the most out of it!"
"I learned it, I learned it!"
Seeing that Mo Han didn't respond for a long time, Chi Yu said, "You are a grown man, give way or not, just give me a straight answer! Don't just stand there and pretend to be dumb."
"Hmm~" Mo Han was conflicted.
Let me give in. What if this woman pretends to be a pig and eats the tiger? Wouldn’t I be at a great loss?
If I don't let him, there are so many people watching, and it will seem like I have no gentlemanly manners. People will talk about me behind my back.
In the end, he still couldn't disregard his pride like someone else, so he gritted his teeth and nodded, saying, "I'll let you, but..."
"Look at the sword!!"
Chi Yu didn't wait for him to finish his words and attacked with the Gong Han sword in his hand.
This sword is quite smooth.
Without reservation, he used the first move of Tianyi Sword Technique directly.
As soon as this move was made, the audience stood up and condemned it:
"Fuck! Why doesn't she have martial ethics?"
"That's right, they've already given you the upper hand, but you still want to sneak attack!"
"It's really lacking a great virtue..."
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"Shu~"
The sword light brushed past him, and Mo Han was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat.
Soon, the cold sweat on his body was frozen by the remaining cold air.
Although the opponent's sword was not based on martial ethics, Mo Han was still shocked by her strength.
Wherever the sword light passed, everything froze into ice, extending for several miles away.
When the audience outside the stadium saw this scene, they were also stunned for a moment.
No one expected that this woman would have such high attainments in kendo!
The old leader of the Fantasy Sword Sect, who was sitting in the middle of the stands, stood up suddenly.
His weather-beaten face was filled with shock.
This is the Tianyi Sword Technique that has long been lost in the world of immortal cultivation!
How could she, a disciple of Yunxi Sect, learn this?
The old man looked at Yue Wuhen beside him meaningfully and sighed, "Sect Master Yue, your disciple is not a simple one! May I ask you a question..."
"I know it's presumptuous, so don't ask." Saint Lady Bai Lian was afraid that the old man would get excited and say something, so she quickly stopped him with a word.
"..." The leader of the Fantasy Sword Sect choked instantly.
As far as I can remember, the people of Yunxi Sect were all honest and would answer whatever I asked. When did they become like this?
"Let's watch the game." Yue Wuhen smiled faintly and shifted his gaze to the stage.
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"Gu~" Mo Han swallowed a mouthful of saliva, shook off the ice on his body, and looked at Chi Yu with a serious face.
"I admit that I underestimated you. But... if this is all you have, then I have to apologize."
"Really?" Chi Yu blew a breath into his palm and said calmly, "If I had known, I wouldn't have deliberately missed the target with that sword just now."
"I am too soft-hearted. I was afraid that I would kill you with my sword."
on purpose!
Mo Han's pupils shrank, and he finally realized that the woman in front of him was not simple. His eyes looked at Chi Yu more and more solemnly.
"You'd better be ready to take the next sword! If you get hurt, I won't be responsible." Chi Yu reminded and slowly raised the sword in his hand.
"Come!"
Mo Han is the holy son of the Illusion Sword Sect and has a great reputation, so it is impossible for him to retreat.
At this moment, he no longer dared to underestimate the opponent. He held his breath and concentrated his attention.
"…Second sword, cut the moon!"
The power of the second sword far exceeded that of the first.
"Phantom Sword, Control!"
Mo Han did not dare to be careless. He drew the sword in his hand, and the sword shadow condensed to form an impenetrable sword shield.
"Boom~"
The icy sword energy hit the sword and shield, making a loud bang, and instantly ice chips flew all over the sky.
Mo Han held the sword to resist and slid back several meters. If he had not inserted the sword into the ground in time, he would have been knocked off the stage by this sword.
The audience gasped when they saw this scene:
"What!? She...she is so strong!"
"When did Yunxi Sect produce such a monstrous person?"
"It seems that Mo Han has met his match today!"
"So scary!"
Listening to the discussions of the audience below, Xuan Qing, Chi Yu's former master, felt extremely uncomfortable.
She really couldn't believe that the high-spirited man on the stage was once a foot-washing maid in her own sect whose status was even lower than that of a dog.
Damn it! If she continues to grow at this rate, the consequences will be disastrous!
Thinking of this, Xuan Qing couldn't help but clench his fists.
She regretted it very much. She should have killed the slave girl at all costs.
"Master Xuan, why do you look so unhappy? Are you feeling unwell?" Yue Wuhen's teasing voice sounded in his ears.
"What's it got to do with you?" Xuan Qing replied coldly with a gloomy face.
"Look at you, I'm concerned about you, right? Why are you so angry?"
"No need!" Xuan Qing flicked his sleeves, a sinister look flashing in his eyes.
This bitch must be eliminated!
Everyone was shocked by Chi Yu's two things, except for the little fan girl Qing Yu, who had a strange look in her eyes.
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"That's two moves! Come again!"
On the stage, Mo Han took a long time to calm down before he stood up tremblingly. He shattered the layer of ice covering the sword with a palm and took a defensive posture again.
Seeing Chi Yu on the opposite side not moving for a long time, Mo Han seemed to have figured out something and said coldly, "You don't only know how to use these two swords, do you?"
"Heh~ Even Cheng Yaojin can use three axes, how could I only know these two swords?"
Chi Yu rubbed her frozen hands and smiled faintly, "I'm afraid you won't be able to withstand the next sword strike!"