On the ring.
The wind howled, and a few wisps of grass were swept away by the wind, drifting between the two swordsmen.
A scene of desolate autumn winds (isn't summer not yet here?), a duel between peerless swordsmen.
"The wind is quite noisy today."
With his clothes fluttering and a long sword in his arms, Wu Chushu looked slightly melancholy.
"It's a good day for a sword fight."
Xie Xuan, with his sword hanging upside down, wearing a bamboo hat, and a blade of grass in his mouth, looked helpless.
Wu Chushu sighed softly, narrowing his eyes. "I have long heard that Heavenly Mountain Sword Villa is a holy land of swordsmanship, but this title originally belonged to my Cloud-Crossing Sword City. My duel with you today is not to prove that I am stronger than you, but to tell the world that Cloud-Crossing Sword City has lost, I will take back with my own hands."
As he spoke, he struck a very cool pose with his sword.
"Please!"
"Um, please, you too." Xie Xuan vaguely felt that his posture was somewhat familiar, as if he had seen him not long ago.
"Please, you go first!"
Wu Chushu changed his posture again.
"... You don't actually need to pose anymore."
Xie Xuan's lips twitched slightly, and with a splatter, he threw the grass root in his mouth onto the ground, pointing around and saying:
"No matter how well you imitate Brother Li, it's useless. Look around, is there anyone left here?"
Is anyone still here? Is anyone here? Is anyone here...?
The sound echoed in the silence. Wu Chushu was startled and turned around to find that the surroundings were empty.
Seeing Li Mo's posture of holding the divine sword and having thousands of swords hovering in the air, he felt his scalp tingle and his brain tremble, so he studied it very seriously for a long time.
Now that the subtle gestures are in place, the wind is howling, and the atmosphere is just right.
So nobody watched it?
"How could this happen?" Wu Chushu was struck dumb.
"Wasn't the duel between Li Mo and Ying Bing interesting? Why did you come all this way to watch you and me?"
Xie Xuan drew his sword in annoyance:
"Hurry up and do it, I'm waiting to go over and see too. If you keep begging me, I'll stab you to death with my sword."
"..."
Wu Chushu was moved to tears.
If ink exists, why does book exist?
At the opposite end of the arena, the scene was completely different. The crowd was dense, the discussions were endless, and countless eyes were on the two people on the stage.
The world's attention is on you.
The young man was handsome and dashing; the fuzz on his lip had long since disappeared, revealing a sunny and dashing appearance. His face had no menacing features, and one would associate him with a kind-hearted and upright gentleman.
As dusk fell, Ying Bing's eyes and brows revealed a natural Divine Charm. Her face, bathed in the interplay of light and shadow in the twilight, was both cool and beautiful, exuding a certain divinity.
If I had to describe it, it would be like a celestial being in a storybook who accidentally wanders into the mortal world and falls in love with a mortal.
The two stood on the stage, clearly facing off, yet there was no tension whatsoever; instead, there was an unusual harmony.
"Together, together!"
"I suggest we start with a kiss."
"Be serious, this is a friendly competition. The champion of this year's Hidden Dragon competition could very well be one of them."
Among the vast crowd of ordinary people and martial arts practitioners, quite a few had already been led astray by Shang Qinqing and become fans of the couple, but most of the young women in the Imperial Capital who were still unmarried remained.
Most people are more concerned about who will be at the top of this year's Hidden Dragon Ranking.
These two will face off; who will win?
Shang Qinqing thought for a moment, then said loudly:
"Yes, this concerns my future status within the family!"
"So whether you're a champion fan, a Bingbing fan, or a CP fan, there's no real difference. Why make such a distinction?"
"To be honest, that's true."
"Is that so?"
After a moment of confusion, many people gradually developed a look of sudden, wise understanding.
"Let's go." Li Mo said seriously, looking ready for anything.
Well... that's just how it appears.
In fact, his true essence, Will Soul, and physical body were all in a state of extreme emptiness.
This is beyond what can be recovered from with just breathing exercises. For most people, it would take at least ten days to half a month to recover, but for him it would take two or three days.
Moreover, he had just broken through to a higher realm.
This isn't a game where you level up and your stats are fully restored. On the contrary, he needs to consolidate his realm.
So he still intends to...
"Um."
Ying Bing nodded slightly and raised the Venus sword.
However, what arrived even before the Venus Sword was the clear and tranquil Taiyin Clear Radiance.
"You rely heavily on that golden-armored Divine Intent, while the Taiyin Will Soul, though possessing the realm, has not yet discovered its true wonders."
The voice, like pearls falling onto a plate, and the Venus Sword descended simultaneously.
Li Mo subconsciously raised the Heavenly Human Divine Sword.
At the moment of impact, a cool yet comforting aura emanated from the hilt of the sword.
"Ice Block..."
"Don't space out." Ying Bing looked down at him.
Those with a slightly higher level of understanding who witnessed this scene and realized what they were doing all leaned back slightly.
What a showdown!
The Cold Fairy was clearly using the duel as an excuse to help him consolidate his realm and nourish his Will Soul!
"Although things are a little different from what I expected, but..."
Shang Qinqing resisted the urge to roll on the ground and said with shining eyes:
"Without a doubt, I am invincible."
"But there has to be a winner, right? How do we decide who wins and who loses?"
"Dude, wake up! They all won. Guess who lost?"
"Ah... me?"
"What the hell?! They tricked us into coming here to kill us?! I was just about to go home for dinner!"
The expectant audience erupted in a clashing of swords and the interplay of their energies on stage.
The thrilling and intense Hidden Dragon Assembly —if you two don't want to fight, then don't fight!
What's the point of hitting the audience?
The expressions on everyone's faces instantly transformed into various versions of Piglet Hero. jpg.
Just then, someone shouted:
"Little Tyrant... uh, it seems like the Wife-Prospering Fighting Soul is going to lose!"
Everyone quickly looked over.
Was it because it had just experienced a major war that it ultimately could not continue?
Li Mo was knocked back by the sword and was already at the edge of the arena, teetering on the verge of falling.
That's right, Li Mo is prepared to proceed according to the original plan.
To be fair, according to the rules of the tournament, he should have lost to Ice Block in this round.
Luck is also a part of ability; he was depleted of it beforehand, which is something that can't be helped.
Phoenix Heavenly Empress, a red-haired Ice Block.
Isn't it only natural that she became the top seed among the Hidden Dragon?
"Should we watch the darker light first or the brighter light first at night...?"
As he fell backward, Li Mo gazed at the magnificent sunset dyed a vibrant rose-red, and began to ponder for no apparent reason.
By the way, why do we need to distinguish between the order of events?
Can't we have one black and one white?
Hiss... Why am I getting so excited...? Li Mo felt an itch on the tip of his nose, and a faint heat was rising from it.
Look, I'm bleeding from the beating.
Who dares to say this duel wasn't intense?
Splat
"Li Mo fell off the stage, Ying Bing... um?"
Just as the purple-robed eunuch was about to announce the winner, he suddenly opened his eyes slightly, as if he had seen a ghost.
Even he didn't realize what had just happened.
"Um?"
Feeling the amazing softness and elasticity of the back of his head, Little Li looked up blankly.
But under the radiant light of the sun and moon, she saw a serene and stunningly beautiful face, her expression cool and aloof, yet her eyes gently rippled with a smile:
"I'll come down first, that means I lost."
He said he had lost.
But no matter how Li Mo looked at it, Ice Block seemed like a smug, aloof cat.
Little Li knew he had won, but also felt like he had lost.
So...
Li Mo was unsure whether he had won or not, while Ice Block claimed he had lost.
The audience... well, the audience has never been so jealous in their lives, they're completely begging for mercy.
So who won?
Hahahaha!
Shang Qinqing laughed heartily, full of pride and infatuation.