Big Moon Ballad

Chapter 748
This is destined to be a special battle that many people will never forget.

Just when the practitioners under the stage exclaimed the name of Chunlei Sword, and Ji Jiashu's sword on the stage was filled with real sword light, the girl on the high stage was instantly overwhelmed by the violent wind and thunder, and she supported the ground with her sword but was still tall. Flying high, he slammed into the outer formation!
With a buzzing sound, the formation made a frightening beep, and the people in the audience were even more frightened. Ying Baoyue pressed his back against the stone railing and spat out a mouthful of blood.

The blood once again dyed her skirt bright red, which was particularly eye-catching under the moonlight.

No one could fail to see that she was seriously injured by the blow.

"spring……"

In the Northern Wei people's team below the stage, there was a sudden pressure on Mo Hua's arm who was watching solemnly on the stage. Looking sideways, he saw Meng Shi next to him staring at the stage and grasping his arm tightly.

"Brother Meng, what's wrong with you?"

Sensing the subconscious movements of the woman beside him, Mo Hua's body stiffened for a moment.

However, regardless of whether the young man has any reveries or not, the stepson of the Northern Wei Dynasty is fully focused on the battle on the stage at this time.

"He...Could Jun Chunhua really want to kill her?" Meng Shi stared at the girl on the stage who was holding her sword and raised her head slowly, his chest heaved and he was so angry that he couldn't speak.

Ji Jiashu's strike just now was heavy, and as a sixth-ranker, she could see clearly.

Although he only used one hand, Ji Jiashu didn't hold back the slightest move in that move just now, and it can even be said that he did his best.

Chunlei swordsmanship, the swordsmanship that gave this generation of Leifa sword its name.It goes without saying how powerful his famous swordsmanship as Lord Chunhua of Southern Chu is.

If Ying Baoyue hadn't counteracted part of her strength with her sword move in mid-air just now, Ji Jiashu's sword would have broken all of her ribs.

But even though the bones were not broken, the girl's heart and lungs were already seriously injured.

The two of them had a good talk on stage before, but Meng Shi never thought that they would really fight like this.

Hearing Mo Hua's question, she wanted to say something more, but Meng Shi was too shocked to speak when she saw the next scene.

The moment Ying Baoyue raised his head, Ji Jiashu raised his sword again, and it seemed that he wanted to take advantage of his unstable figure to strike a second time.

"What the hell is Chunhua Jun doing?!" Mo Hua felt Meng Shi's fingers pinching his arm tremble for a moment, and the hoarse voice that was changed by the medicine became even hoarse because of anxiety, "She will die if this continues!"

Meng Shi gritted his teeth watching the thrilling scene on stage.

Ji Jiashu is serious.

However, it goes on like this.

The girl who is a hundred times braver than her and challenges the world alone will die!
It was someone she had never thought of before that was driving all this.

"Mr. Chunhua...isn't he his fiancé? He...he is not..."

Doesn't he...seem to like her?
Meng Shi roared in his heart,
Is a person's sincerity so unreliable?

Could it be that all men are...

Mo Hua looked at the vacillating eyes of the girl beside him and took a deep breath. He knew that Meng Shi's misunderstanding needed to be corrected in time at this time, but there were some things that he would not discredit Ji Jiashu for the sake of his love.

"Brother Meng, this is a battle between practitioners. It's not a competition, nor a friendship game. Both of them are practitioners."

Hearing the voice of the people around him, Meng Shi was startled.

"Even if they are unmarried couples, standing on this stage, they are practitioners, and they each have their own pride."

Mo Hua's voice was calm. Although the battle on the stage was so fierce that his hard-hearted heart, who was used to seeing brothers killing each other, could not be so calm, but he still tried his best to calm his voice.

Because this is the respect for the two real practitioners on the stage.

"I dare say that if Ji Jiashu released the water, the former Qin princess would definitely be even more angry."

Mo Hua fully believed that the girl would have such a reaction.

Seeing the change in Meng Shi's eyes, he knew that Meng Shi actually had such pride, and he also understood that girl's pride, but just now he was concerned about that girl and got confused.

To be honest, Mo Hua felt a little jealous when he saw this scene, because Meng Shi, who is actually very cold-tempered, rarely gave his sincerity to people other than her sister.

But looking at the girl who stood up unsteadily on the stage, he had to admit that the girl was worth it.

With a click, Ji Jiashu's second sword came out, and Ying Baoyue, who had not yet stood still, rolled and dodged the sword, and a [-]-foot-deep crack opened on the high platform.

Everyone took a deep breath.

The Spring Thunder Sword has a total of seven moves, and the moves are amazing.

Moreover, Chunlei's swordsmanship mainly focuses on medium and long-distance attacks, and the strength of the attacks is astonishing. At the same time, the changes in his sword moves are even more astonishing.

Ji Jiashu only used the first two swords, and almost cornered the girl.

Chen Zichu's eyes widened because of nervousness in the audience, and Ji Jiashu's two swords were the two swords that really made his reputation. Although the boy on the stage didn't call out his name, he could recognize him.

This is the first sword Jingzhe and the second spring equinox of Chunlei swordsmanship.

Ji Jiashu named the sword techniques he created quite simply, but their power is not simple.

Even though Ying Baoyue just dodged the Spring Equinox swordsmanship that could split her in two, the mere passing of the sword wind had already left several deep scratches on her shoulders.

Fresh blood was left on the high platform, and Chen Zichu held his breath.

Looking at the girl with more scars on the stage, he couldn't hide his worry in his eyes, and prayed in his heart that she would admit defeat quickly.

And he was not the only one who hoped so.

The Spring Equinox Sword is right after the Waking Insect Sword, and the Chunlei swordsmanship is like a continuous swordsmanship like a spring breeze. Ji Jiashu could have made a third sword in the face of the girl who has not yet gotten up, but the third sword is the sword that reaps life. Dharma, as a practitioner, you can also ask a question at this time.

Looking at the scars on the girl's body, a trace of unseen emotion flashed in the boy's eyes, and finally hid in the eyes of a practitioner, Ji Jiashu closed his eyes and looked at Ying Baoyue on the ground, "You have dodged to the end Yes, Baoyue, let me ask you, do you admit defeat?"

Ying Baoyue turned over and supported the ground with the sword, propped up her upper body and looked back at the young man who had bled her, but there was no trace of blood on the sword, and said softly, "Do you think it's possible?"

He knew it was unlikely.

Ji Jiashu took a deep breath, and countless pictures flashed before his eyes.

This girl is someone who will never admit defeat and never give up.

In this long initial ceremony, she never gave up, not even dying.

He really, who did he meet.

"You know, I can't release water, and I can't be merciful." Ji Jiashu said with his left hand firmly behind his back, looking at the girl in front of him.

"I know," Ying Baoyue got up after only a brief pause.She looked at Ji Jiashu and smiled, "On the battlefield, everyone depends on their ability. Although it is in such a situation, I am very happy to have a hearty fight with you."

She said she was very happy.

Ji Jiashu stared fixedly at the girl in front of him, and heard the buzzing of the sword in his hand.

For some reason, his sword was also happy.

Obviously their ranks were not equal, but his sword did feel the hearty battle brought about by evenly matched masters.

And in the fight just now, the weird feeling in his heart became deeper and deeper.

Looking at the girl who was still able to stand up after two sword strikes, Ji Jiashu closed his eyes, remembering the feeling that his sword technique was aimed at her and she was dodged by her just now.

The next moment, there was thunder on the stage.

And looking at the unusual color of Lei Fa, Chen Zichu's pupils in the audience shrank slightly, and he lost his voice.

"Seven Jue?"

why?
Looking at the lightning in front of him, Chen Zichu had only one thought in his mind.

There were doubtful voices from other practitioners below the stage, and Chen Zichu looked at the sword in Ji Jiashu's hand with shock.

Few other practitioners know this sword technique, because Ji Jiashu has never used this move in a battle with practitioners, and he has only seen Ji Jiashu practice it in the National Teacher's Mansion.

This sword technique is called Qijue.

And it is the seventh sword of Chunlei swordsmanship that has never been seen before the world.

Chen Zichu had heard that the reason why Ji Jiashu had never used this sword technique before was because he and his father had prepared this sword technique for a special opponent.

A sword prepared for only one person.

Chen Zichu couldn't restrain the fear in his heart.

Why would Ji Jiashu use this last sword now?
(End of this chapter)