Big Moon Ballad

Chapter 1188
Meng Shi stood there quietly, his whole body's Qi gradually increased.

The expressions of the southern practitioners who were gloating in the audience changed bit by bit.

That murderous look and determination to move forward made one's scalp tingle.

Meng Shi's aura has been terrifying since yesterday, but everyone didn't expect that it hadn't been raised to the extreme yet.

From the beginning of the elementary ceremony, I don’t know how many practitioners laughed at the Northern Wei Dynasty, which has always been characterized by its folk customs, for choosing such a short and thin stepson.But today, no one can say such a thing.

In Meng Shi's body, everyone really saw the fierceness of the north.

No, that's something colder than fierceness.

Ying Baoyue stared at the woman who would become icy as soon as she entered the arena, as if seeing the Snow Queen.

Meng Shi is really strong.

Her sword today did not hesitate at all.

For a swordsman, Meng Shi has entered the strongest realm.

A swordsman with no distractions will always be the strongest.

The expressions of the high-level practitioners below the stage looked at the two confronting each other on the stage, and their expressions gradually became serious.

Originally, many people wanted to see the farce of this pair of brothers fighting in the same room, but Meng Shi's aura did not weaken at all, on the contrary, it became more sharp.

If this is the case with the people around him, how will this stepson be unstoppable when facing practitioners from other countries?

More people's eyes fell on Mo Hua on the opposite side.As the Yakui of this year's primary ceremony, this unassuming practitioner has always kept a low profile.

If Meng Shi is an unsheathed sharp sword with the light of the sun, then this practitioner surnamed Mo with a mysterious background is like the shadow behind the sun, giving people the impression of gray all the time.

But even though he is so low-key, Mo Hua's name has been secretly circulated in the secret evaluations of the major families of Soochow, and he has always been on the list of practitioners to pay attention to in this middle-level ceremony, and is among the best .

You know, if he can still achieve such a ranking in a low-key situation, it will only prove that this person is even more terrifying.

According to speculation by the hidden masters of various schools, Mo Hua has not used his own swordsmanship in this intermediate ceremony.

The hidden strength has reached such a point, it is simply terrifying, all the major families are desperately searching for Mo Hua's situation, but they find nothing.

Looking at the two people on the stage, the eyes of the audience were so hot that they could ignite rocks.

But compared to the fiery heat below the stone platform, the top of the stone platform was very quiet. A gust of cool wind blew by, and the broken hair around Meng Shi's cheeks fluttered, but remained still.

This proves that her energy has been raised to the extreme.

She really meant it.

Being stared at by many people, a smile appeared on the corner of Mo Hua's mouth.

Meng Shi slowly raised his sword, calmly pointing at the boy facing him.

"Draw your sword."

Mo Hua watched her brows and eyes quietly, without moving.

The atmosphere is stagnant.

The expressions of the practitioners in the audience changed slightly, "He doesn't want to admit defeat, does he?"

Mo Hua's protection of Meng Shi has been obvious to all.Meng Shi was born in a poor family but was able to avoid being ostracized by Beihan Pavilion. Although his own ability played a major role, it was not unrelated to Mo Hua's support.

The battles on the second day were all strong against strong, and being able to save one fight was a great help to practitioners.When drawing lots before, some people speculated that if He Lancheng faced Xu Bingqing in Beihan Pavilion, then the Northern Wei State Teacher would definitely let one of them admit defeat, abandon the car to protect the commander, and guarantee the physical strength of the other disciple.

"This Mo Hua doesn't want to abandon the car to protect the handsome man, does he?"

"Then if Meng Shi doesn't fight to maintain his strength in the quarterfinals, then no one can stop him in the semifinals."

Hearing whispers from the audience, Meng Shi frowned slightly, staring at Mo Hua who was motionless in front of him, "What do you want to do?"

"I wanted to admit defeat before." Mo Hua put his hands on the side of the scabbard and smiled slightly, "Have you forgotten? I promised you at the primary ceremony before, and I will only stop you for the last time."

Before, he tried his best to win her in the primary ceremony, in order to prevent Meng Shi from hurting himself, and to help her get a better position in the intermediate ceremony.

For the first time, Meng Shi's eyes, which had been as calm as frozen ice since he came to power, had a slight ripple.

But this fragmentation is due to anger.

"Draw your sword," she said concisely, not wanting to talk to him more.

"Do not misunderstand."

Mo Hua slowly grasped the hilt of the sword, and stared at her calmly, "I don't mean to belittle you, but I judge that I can't beat you today."

"Really?" Meng Shi said lightly, "Do you think that if you hide your own swordsmanship, I don't know that you were already in the God Dance Realm when you were in Nanchu?"

Mo Hua's hand holding the hilt of the sword froze.

she knows?
Really, she had known it all along.

If she doesn't expose him, it's probably because she doesn't care who he is.

"I don't know who you are and what you want to achieve," Meng Shi said quietly, "but since you call me senior brother, let's have a good fight."

Mo Hua smiled.

"I did hide my realm when I was in Nanchu." He raised his head and calmly looked at the stubborn girl opposite, "but I didn't lie just now."

"If it was on weekdays, I might be able to beat you."

"But today, I am not your opponent."

Meng Shi may not be the practitioner with the deepest realm present today, but as a swordsman, she is definitely the person with the most extreme fighting spirit today.

"Your sword energy today is above mine."

Mo Hua said seriously.

As a swordsman, realm, true energy, and swordsmanship are indispensable, but what unites the three is the practitioner's sword heart and sword energy.

Today is the sharpest moment of Meng Shi's sword.

"So you want to admit defeat?" Meng Shiding stared at the boy in front of him.

"No." To everyone's surprise, Mo Hua slowly drew out the long sword at his waist. The sword was actually pure black, like obsidian, exuding a low-key brilliance.

"I originally wanted to admit defeat," Mo Hua smiled slightly, "but I found that I have more important things to do."

Feeling the sword energy rising from Mo Hua's body, Meng Shi's frozen eyes flickered slightly.

"you……"

Mo Hua is serious, but for some reason, she feels that this seriousness is not to win her.

The boy smiled gently and made a gesture of starting.

Meng Shi's expression was slightly stern, and he also made a gesture of starting.

Seeing that both of them were ready, the examiner quickly rang the start bell.

The long sword in Mo Hua's hand suddenly radiated dazzling light, the long sword in Meng Shi's hand was faster, and a sword stabbed at him, but Mo Hua just tilted his head slightly, and the blade brushed his side face, feeling slightly cold. .

Seeing the young man passing by and the sword moves intertwined with his hands, Meng Shi's cold eyes trembled slightly.

"you……"

When he set off from the Northern Wei Dynasty, he did not expect that he would be so crazy.

Willing to change from light to shadow for one person's wish.

"Just last night, I finally figured out my final mission."

In the shadow of swords and swords, the boy smiled gently.

"Let me be your last whetstone."

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(End of this chapter)