Big Moon Ballad

Chapter 1377 Remorse
The moment Ying Baoyue retreated, a huge stream of water fell from the sky and poured down on Mu Rongqing!
With a hiss, a lot of water was evaporated by the flames, but Mu Rongqing's forehead hair was still completely soaked, and the green long sword in her hand was shaken, and all the water droplets were violently blown away.

"you!"

She took a deep breath, just like when she dealt with Mu Qi before, Ying Baoyue was the first to use the water magic sword again!

The attack power of the water magic sword is not strong, but the feeling of being wet makes people extremely irritated, and Mu Rongqing always likes to wear thin and flowing clothes, and because the clothes are soaked, her exquisite curves are fully displayed.

Sensing the strange gazes of the young people around him, Mu Rongqing's breath became a little disturbed, and he wiped away his drenched hair, and stared at Ying Baoyue coldly.

"Is your highness the princess's swordsmanship a little too low?"

"What's wrong?" Ying Baoyue looked calm, water droplets floated from her soaked clothes, shining dazzlingly in the sunlight, completely different from Mu Rongqing's embarrassment.

"This is the first sword of the water method, falling flowers and flowing water."

She spoke softly.

"This is my favorite water sword move."

Xu Yishan in the audience clenched the Broken Water Sword by his waist, his eyes moved slightly.

"Luohua...running water?" Mu Rongqing was stunned.

"Everyone has a moment when flowers and water flow," the water droplets gathered one by one around Ying Baoyue, converging into a colorful river.

"When I was in the most embarrassing situation, my senior brother used this trick to save me."

Ying Baoyue stretched out a hand to Mu Rongqing, a drop of water was floating on her palm, "What do you think it looks like?"

Mu Rongqing paused when he was about to strike back with his sword.

The water droplets were crystal clear, staying alone in Ying Baoyue's palm.

But in this drop of water, Mu Rongqing saw a weeping girl.

She curled up under the big tree by herself, surrounded by the first person she killed. She looked at her bloody palm, and big tears fell into her palm.

Mu Rongqing was taken aback for a moment, then gritted his teeth.

It's not water drops, it's not Ying Baoyue's illusion, it's just her own demons!

"It's clearly in the midst of a battle, isn't Your Highness too relaxed?" Mu Rongqing took a deep breath and swung his sword violently. The raging sea of ​​fire instantly swallowed all the water droplets around Ying Baoyue!
"The Ninth Sword of the Fire Technique, Mountains of Swords and Seas of Fire!"

Huge flames rose from the ground, demonstrating her current vigorous strength.

Flame rose from in front of Mu Rongqing's pupils, her eyes were cold.

She had completely forgotten about that weak self who cried unceasingly because of the first murder.

The first sword of water magic?What is so powerful about such a basic sword technique?

In order to become strong, she gave up a lot of things, including her soft-hearted and innocent self.

Seeing the water droplets around Ying Baoyue disappear without a trace, a sarcasm smile appeared on the corner of Mu Rongqing's mouth.

Except for some elders, few people know that, as the strongest fire mage in the Mu family, she was a water mage when she was first enlightened.

Mu Rongqing clenched the blue long sword in her hand. This sword was called Bishui, and it was a gift from her father Mu You when she was tested for water magic talent.

But just nine years ago, after the Azure Dragon God disappeared and those who practiced water techniques could not become heavenly ranks, she abandoned water techniques and re-learned fire techniques.

Because from the moment she became a practitioner, she made a vow that she must climb to the highest position, the peak that belongs to a practitioner.

So she can't practice a sword school that is destined to fail to reach the peak.

After practicing the fire technique, she found that the fire technique was far more powerful and powerful than the water technique.She woke up like a dream, no wonder the most powerful female cultivators back then, such as Da Si Ming and Shao Si Ming, were fire magicians.

It turned out that she had taken the wrong path at the beginning, so she practiced crazily, and returned to the sixth-rank position in two years.

Compared with the fire method and the sword, the water method and the weaker wind method can only be practiced by the weak without talent.

At first, Mu Rongqing was shocked when she heard that the leader of the primary ceremony was a woman, but she was relieved when she learned that Ying Baoyue was just a water mage.

Because the water mages are destined not to be able to climb to the top.

It's just that Mu Rongqing never expected that Ying Baoyue would awaken the talent of fire sword in the middle-level ceremony, and even fuse water and fire.

But no matter what, she didn't start this challenge to see Ying Baoyue, a weak water magic sword!
"Does Your Highness look down on civilian girls?" Mu Rongqing sneered and swung a more intense sword fire, "Do you want to use your Flowing Fire Sword only when you are beaten to death?"

She challenged Ying Baoyue just to see the legendary Flowing Fire Sword!
There was a trace of cruelty in Mu Rongqing's eyes, since Ying Baoyue used the water magic sword to fool her, then she let her see the difference between fire magic and water magic!
The raging fire rose from the clear water sword in her hand, and the air became extremely dry, even a trace of water vapor was driven out of this space.

Mu Rongqing looked at Ying Baoyue who was surrounded by nothing but an empty barrier, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

How about water control?
This is not in the water!

On land, the fire sword is the most powerful sword, and the weak water sword wants to defeat her?What is this girl thinking?
However, Ying Baoyue turned around and dodged Mu Rongqing's sword, and reached out to her again.

She opened her palm, and there was still a drop of water floating in the palm of her hand.

Mu Rongqing looked at this drop of water in astonishment, it was definitely not a drop of water in the air, could it be...

At this time, drops of sweat slipped from Ying Baoyue's chin and gathered in her palm.

Mu Rongqing stared blankly at this scene

"Good swordsmanship," Ying Baoyue praised the long sword in Mu Rongqing's hand.

The other members of the Mu family in the audience stared in astonishment at the girl who was in a state of embarrassment but still praised her opponent calmly.

Ying Baoyue looked at Mu Rongqing who was standing in the sword fire, "Such sword skills are not easy to practice."

"You used to sweat a lot, right?"

Looking at the water droplets floating in Ying Baoyue's palm, Mu Rongqing's pupils shrank slightly.

Because inside, she once again saw a small figure.

She saw a young girl standing in the middle of the stone platform under the scorching sun and constantly swinging a sword. Big beads of sweat kept running down her cheeks. However, the girl's brothers just stayed in the shade of a tree beside them, laughing loudly at her. overreaching.

Even though her sword practice is better than all brothers, but the uncle who is the teacher can only praise her older brothers and younger brothers, because only a male can be the head of the Mu family, as long as he has a little talent in cultivation, he will be pleased by the whole family .

No matter how much sweat and blood she shed, it was useless.

Even her persistence has become a joke that endangers the family.

Mu Rongqing firmly held the hilt of his sword and looked at the mocking faces of those people under the tree, with a look of hostility in his eyes.

But even so, she was not alone since she was a child.

Mu Rongqing stared fixedly at the drops of water in Ying Baoyue's palm. At this moment, two beautiful figures walked up behind the sweaty girl on the martial arts stage in the drops of water.

Seeing those two figures, Mu Rongqing suddenly trembled all over.

One of them handed her a bamboo tube filled with water, and the other raised his hand to wipe the sweat off her face.

"Don't pay attention to those stinky men, Bamei's sword practice is getting better and better, almost surpassing me."

"Yes, Fourth Sister, Eighth Sister may be the first among us to break through to the Divine Dance Realm!"

The woman who handed the bamboo tube was small in stature but elegant in manner, and smiled softly.

"Jiumei, don't be so discouraged. Didn't we agree to break through to the God Dance Realm together and teach those brats a lesson?"

The tallest woman among the three laughed heartily and patted the shoulder of the sword practicing girl heavily.

"We have a date."

Under the scorching sun, the three girls held hands together.

Looking at this scene, Mu Rongqing's vision blurred.

"What's their name?" At this time Ying Baoyue's voice came, and Mu Rongqing was startled, and suddenly looked up at her.

Ying Baoyue looked into her eyes and asked softly.

"What were the names of the two high-ranking female cultivators who abolished their realm besides you back then?"

(End of this chapter)