Destiny Little Crazy Concubine

Chapter 2139 It's the first time!

On the side of the ring, four purple-clothed teenagers lined up, standing there silently watching the fun.

"Little Lan Che, it's only the two of us left!" Feng Qingyan shrugged.

"You, how do you want to fight?" He Lanche secretly clenched his fists.

"Anything you want!"

"Do not use silver needles!" The hand that was pricked yesterday still hurts now!

"Yes!" Feng Qingyan said it didn't matter.

"Do you have spiritual master cultivation?"

"Guess what?"

"I, I can't guess!" He Lanche raised his head high.In fact, he didn't dare to look at Feng Qingyan's big smiling eyes, he was afraid that the prince's cold and arrogant face would really be unbearable.

"Is it important?" Feng Qingyan tilted her head.

"Then...then let's not compete in spiritual skills!" He Lanche raised his hand and called out a golden long sword, "Let's compete in swords!"

Under the arena, the baby-faced Cheng Qi raised his forehead suddenly: Your Royal Highness, this is the arena!The arena of the Four Nations Tournament!What else do you bring with you?As long as you can win!

However, what surprised Cheng Qi was that Feng Qingyan nodded happily: "Yes!"

Fighting swords?Ha ha... The sword skills taught by Xiao Chenchen are not just for fun!

Stretching out his little hand, he called out the red Fire Dance Sword.Since it is opposite to the Frost Sword, it is slightly shorter and lighter than the long sword used by ordinary men, so it is suitable for women to use.

So, under the eyes of everyone, on the stage of the Four Nations Tournament, for the first time ever, two people actually compared their sword skills!

This is really the first time in thousands of years!

"Your Highness, haven't you eaten lunch?!" He Lanche stabbed at him with a sword, Feng Qingyan dodged, and dodged lightly, shaking his head, "Tsk tsk! The sword has no strength at all!

Another sword.

"You are too slow!"

"Tsk! There's no way..."

"The tip of the sword is too high!"

"Only attack but not defend, you?!"

……

After ten strokes, Feng Qingyan just dodged and did not make a sword move.Even, the Huowu Sword was held behind his back all the time, and he didn't even block it.Relying on the footwork and speed under his feet, he changed his body shape.

He Lanche's face was a little uneasy, and he swung his long sword horizontally: "Are you going to fight or not!"

"I'm afraid that once I make a move, you'll go down!" Feng Qingyan pouted her mouth, "Don't you want to show off your prince's demeanor?"

"I don't dare to say anything else, the prince's sword skills are secret books passed down from generation to generation by the Dutch family! How could I lose to you!"

"So confident?" Feng Qingyan asked after looking He Lanche up and down, "Then... can I make a move?"

"Come!"

"Okay!" Huo Wujian pointed, and his figure moved.A red light was drawn from the tip of the sword, and it stabbed out!

He Lanche's eyes froze: What a fast speed!Hastily raised his sword to meet him.

Feng Qingyan couldn't help but curl her lips into a smile: This silly boy!Instead of dodging backwards, they greeted them instead!As far as his swordsmanship is concerned, he is really overconfident!

With his toes in the air, his small body spun around for a circle, and the edge of the Huowu sword deflected and changed direction.

He Lanche's long sword blocked nothing.Just as he was slightly surprised, he saw that the fiery red sword tip was already attacking from another direction. The long sword was quickly withdrawn, and it went up again.

However, this time, Feng Qingyan did not change direction, but directly lowered the tip of the sword, aiming at the position of his heart.He Lanche wanted to block it with his sword again, but it was too late, so he could only back away as much as possible.

(End of this chapter)