Kuaiwen: I earn a pension by breaking through the game

Chapter 49: The resistance of the sect’s power bank (49)

They hovered and flew in the air, gradually growing in size and becoming hard and sharp in shape.

The leaves are no longer soft green, but become as hard as iron, glowing with a cold metallic luster.

The most ordinary blades on weekdays have now transformed into deadly weapons.

The green that was originally full of vitality is now filled with a chilling atmosphere.

With a sharp sound of breaking wind, these blade weapons shot towards the target like arrows.

The air was filled with the chilling sound of breaking wind, accompanied by the heart-stopping sound of metal clashing.

Every collision of the blades seemed to stir up ripples in the space, exuding astonishing destructive power.

Under this violent attack, the fallen leaves on the ground were rolled up, forming a small tornado.

This attack is not limited to the ground. Birds in the sky cannot escape the pursuit of the blades. Their wings become riddled with holes under the cutting of the blades, and eventually they fall weakly.

The air was filled with the strong smell of blood and the cold smell of leaves, which was suffocating.

The surrounding trees collapsed under the violent attack, and the sounds of branches and leaves breaking could be heard one after another.

The expressions of the audience immediately changed. They did not expect that Mu Qingcen, who looked as gentle as jade, would make such a killing move.

Such a fierce behavior is really something that no one dares to underestimate.

Even a gentle knife is enough to kill someone.

Lin Shaoguang, who was sitting in the main seat, straightened his back involuntarily, frowned, and became more concerned about the situation on the field.

It seems that this sect conference is really full of talents.

But he also knew very well that Lin Ruxuan had not yet used her true strength.

Although the disciples of other sects were outstanding, her daughter was the best in the whole process!

Sensing the glances cast by people around him from time to time, Lin Shaoguang sat upright, and his posture was even more perfect.

Seeing that the sharp blade was about to scratch her delicate skin, Lin Ruxuan ducked quickly and barely escaped the blow.

But avoiding this one was not enough. The remaining leaves gave her no chance to breathe.

"Floating Shadow Mask!"

With a loud shout, leaves rushed in from all directions, like a green curtain, instantly tightly wrapping Lin Ruxuan.

Each leaf seems to be filled with vitality. They fly and rotate in the air, and finally come together.

Sunlight shines through the gaps between the leaves and onto the protective cover, forming mottled light and shadow.

The leaves fit closely together to form a natural armor that resists all attacks from the outside world.

After the originally sharp blades came into contact with the protective cover, they were assimilated by the energy fluctuations inside and transformed into a part of the protective cover.

When Mu Qingcen saw this scene, he couldn't help biting his lip angrily.

The attacking knife became the enemy's shield. How could one not be angry at this turn of events.

However, Mu Qingcen did not indulge in this short-term failure. She changed her gestures again and output new spells.

Brilliant spells followed one after another, and green spiritual power fluctuations shuttled between the two people's changing figures.

After Lin Ruxuan saw that the other party was much more difficult than she thought, she put away the contemptuous expression on her face and started to fight seriously.

As time passed, Mu Qingcen's face began to look ugly.

If we simply look at the output speed and degree of transformation of the spell, she may not be much behind Lin Ruxuan.

But she fell short in the amount of spiritual energy stored. Halfway through the competition, Mu Qingcen felt the spiritual energy gradually drying up in her body. At the same time, Lin Ruxuan's aura was still stable without any change.

Under the gaze of everyone, Lin Ruxuan and Mu Qingcen stood opposite each other, and the air was filled with a chilling atmosphere.

The expressions of the two of them also changed from the calm and relaxed expression at the beginning to the seriousness now.

They were like two silent peaks, standing in the soft sunlight, and the surging airflow between them formed an invisible gap.

Lin Ruxuan was the first to break the silence. Her figure suddenly disappeared from the spot, and was replaced by countless vines that shot out from the ground, as if they were alive, and swept towards Mu Qingcen crazily.

Those vines were covered with sharp barbs, shining with a cold luster, and seemed to be able to cut through any obstacle.

Mu Qingcen's eyes flashed, and he moved like the wind, skillfully avoiding the menacing vines.

However, more vines emerged from all directions, like winding snakes, twisting their bodies in the air, trying to bind her tightly.

The vines on the ground grew denser and longer, gradually forming a huge vine cage that surrounded her.

Those vines intertwined with each other and weaved into a huge net, each one filled with powerful binding power.

Mu Qingcen took a deep breath, quickly formed seals with her hands, and a powerful breath spurted out from her body.

The surrounding air seemed to freeze, and the tightening vines suddenly stopped for a moment.

Mu Qingcen wanted to take this opportunity to break the shackles of the vine cage, but the vines seemed to feel something and accelerated their contraction.

Lin Ruxuan crossed her arms in front of her chest and said casually.

"Stop struggling pointlessly. The game is over. Just admit defeat."

"It's not a shame to admit that you lost to me."

Looking at the arrogant Lin Ruxuan in front of him, a rare crack appeared on Mu Qingcen's usually indifferent face.

After struggling for a moment with no results, Mu Qingcen had no choice but to lower his head and admit defeat in a low voice.

"I lost this competition."

After receiving the other party's personal recognition, Lin Ruxuan was in a good mood and removed the restraining vines with a wave of her hand.

Looking at Mu Qingcen's scratched palm, he said with some sympathy.

"Wouldn't we have saved ourselves so much trouble if we had given up earlier? Look, the barbs on the vines have scratched such delicate hands. It's really heartbreaking."

"Miss Mu, you'd better go back quickly and ask someone to help take care of it. It would be a pity if you accidentally leave a scar."

Lin Ruxuan covered her mouth, smiled and joked a few words, turned around and dragged her dress off the stage.

Seeing her leaving, Mu Qingcen snorted unwillingly and returned to his sect's ranks angrily.

Lin Ruxuan then fought against several more people, but without exception, none of them could get any benefit from her.

Even if some people can deal with it for a period of time, they can't escape the ending of defeat.

Seeing that the result of the game was already obvious, Lin Shaoguang could no longer suppress the smile on his lips.

Finally, we came to the last stage of this sect conference. Lin Shaoguang stood on the high platform and asked in a routine manner.

"Are there still people who are dissatisfied and want to go on stage and kick the gym?"

Everyone present lowered their heads in tacit understanding. No one was so overestimating their abilities and trying to stand out at this moment.

"I come!"

At this moment, a firm voice came from the corner, and everyone's eyes were immediately attracted.

(End of this chapter)