Feng Qingtian: Supreme Little Mengfei

Chapter 225 Unfamiliar

Three days later, the finals of the Jiugong Mountain Martial Arts Tournament.

The day of the final was extremely lively, and the final field was already fully packed early in the morning.

There will be a total of three matches in today's finals, and the winner will be determined by two-two matches.

Originally, the final was an internal competition between Jiugongshan disciples, but now it has become two outsiders plus one Jiugongshan disciple. Ruan Yangxia looks like he has been bullied.

The referee sounded the bell and rang the bell.

In the first match, Mu Qian played against Feng Qianqiao.

Many people knew the meaning of such an arrangement as soon as they heard it. It was nothing more than Jiugongshan's selfish hope that the two of them would lose out in the fight so that they could relieve Ruan Yangxia's pressure.

Mu Qian smiled, she couldn't beat Feng Qianqiao, she just admitted defeat, there was no such thing as a situation where both sides would suffer.

Not being able to defeat Feng Qianqiao is not something to be ashamed of, and this is not the first time she has faced Feng Qianqiao, she knows his methods well.

However, Mu Qian had already stood on the competition stage, but Feng Qianqiao hadn't appeared for a long time.

Asked about Guanzhi Lingyuan, but no one has seen Feng Qianqiao.

He is like this on weekdays, he doesn't play many games, and even less when he appears, it can be said that the dragon never sees the end.

The people in Guanzhi Lingyuan are the same as everyone else, they can only see him during the competition.

Mu Qian stood on the competition stage for a while, and she said, "There's no need to wait, he won't be late if he wants to fight, if he doesn't come by now, he won't fight."

do not fight?What does this mean?
Could it be that Mu Qian was allowed to win because they were brothers and sisters of the same school?

Such a beautiful little junior sister can't do it?

The people below were all guessing, Feng Qianqiao played triumphantly all the way, invincible, but he didn't come in the final?
What the hell is he trying to write?
This is the finals, the glory and rewards of reaching the top are just a matter of reaching out for him!
As long as he appears, he can take the first place without any effort at all!
Who doesn't know his strength?
Mu Qian looked at the non-stop discussion of the people in the competition stage, puzzled, surprised, and even looking for him.

Mu Qian was just surprised at first, but soon figured it out.

Who is Feng Qianqiao?How could he appreciate such a poor reward from Jiugong Mountain, and that illusory first title?

The only explanation is that he started to act.

Everything is ready, only Dongfeng is owed, and this Dongfeng is probably today's final.

Mu Qian didn't want to care about Feng Qianqiao's affairs at all. She just stood silently on the stage and let others guess and decide.

But she knew in her heart that if Feng Qianqiao didn't show up, the people in Jiugong Mountain would be very happy.

In this way, there is still a chance to be the number one in Jiugong Mountain, and there is no need to fight pitifully for the second place.

So they will definitely announce that Feng Qianqiao has given up the game and will directly count as the third place.

Sure enough, as Mu Qian had expected, before a quarter of an hour had passed, the sect master had already made a decision, announcing that Feng Qianqiao would forfeit the match and be sentenced to third place.

As soon as the decision was made, many people felt sorry for him.

Mu Qian thought it was funny, Feng Qianqiao didn't care at all, he was just using the game as a cover.

He discards the fame and fortune rewards that others can only dream of, and this is the difference between people.

Mu Qian's expression was normal, but Ruan Yangxia, who walked up to the competition stage and stood opposite her, felt a little unnatural.

"I'm very sorry for Feng Qianqiao's abandonment of the race. Bai won a higher ranking than him."

"The ranking is for people to see. It's good to know the outcome of the strong and weak, so there is no need to be sad."

Ruan Yangxia was stunned for a moment, and after a while, he smiled with some shame: "You are much more transparent than me."

"Fight"

Mu Qian drew out her Xihe Sword, and a burst of sword light flashed, a little dazzling.

At the same time, Ruan Yangxia was already holding a long sword, but after a while, the two of them fought together.

This is the first time that the audience has seen the fierce confrontation between swords and swords, and the high-level battle between swordsmanship.

Mu Qian is not particularly proficient in swordsmanship, and there is no swordsmanship in the Lingjue she has learned.

But she seems to have an innate intimacy with the sword, which made her choose the sword without hesitation.

But Ruan Yangxia's swordsmanship is much more subtle. At the beginning, Mu Qian used Ruan Yangxia's swordsmanship that he had learned and used before.

But Ruan Yangxia's swordsmanship was more proficient than his own, no matter in terms of attack points or disadvantages, so Mu Qian didn't have any upper hand at first.

"If you don't have your own swordsmanship and just use what I used last time, you will lose. You'd better choose your advantage, Lei Huomu, it's fine." Ruan Yangxia reminded.

Mu Qian pursed her lips and smiled, and didn't answer, but the sword style changed. From before, Ruan Yangxia's strong and sharp style suddenly became reckless and free-wheeling.

Ruan Yangxia was taken aback for a moment, she hadn't adapted to Mu Qian's sword style, and was suddenly put at a disadvantage.

He was about to adjust himself to Mu Qian's swordsmanship, but he discovered that Mu Qian's swordsmanship had no swordsmanship at all.

There is no trick at all, it seems that whatever comes to mind, there is no trace of it.

This made it difficult for him to deal with it for a while, and did not turn the tide of the battle.

In the auditorium, everyone couldn't help being surprised to see that Ruan Yangxia, who had the upper hand, suddenly lost the upper hand.

"What kind of sword technique is this? It's so messy!"

"But it's so beautiful to dance, it's like dancing, moving with the wind."

"Looks good? Seemingly random, the sword is murderous, and I sent it to Hades to watch it by accident! What kind of sword technique is this, so exquisite!"

"Yes, only those who use swords can see the mystery."

Everyone was talking about each other, but Qing Zhi on the seat restrained his smile at some point, and looked at Mu Qian on the competition stage with a dazed expression.

"It's been a long time since I haven't used it, it's a bit unfamiliar." Qing Zhi whispered.

Ruan Yangxia was beaten back inch by inch by Mu Qian's seemingly messy, but unpredictable, seemingly elegant, but actually sharp and strong sword wind.

Unexpectedly, in the single-round swordsmanship, he actually lost to her.

But she obviously knows such exquisite swordsmanship, why did she secretly learn from him in the first place?
Ruan Yangxia was puzzled, but the current situation did not allow him to make mistakes, so he withdrew his sword.

"All swords are fired at once!"

In the next moment, the sword in Ruan Yangxia's hand turned into thousands of swords and attacked Mu Qian.

Seeing this, Mu Qian calmly clasped the sword in her hand and used it to block the thousands of swords flying in front of her.

At the same time, Mu Qian's figure flashed, one Mu Qian, and another flash, another Mu Qian appeared in front of him.

Flash after flash, many Mu Qian appeared in a series. Each Mu Qian held a long sword in his hand, and blocked the flying sword attacking at an extremely fast speed.

Just in the blink of an eye, when the ninth Mu Qian appeared, her sword had already reached Ruan Yangxia, and she stabbed towards him.

At this time, Ruan Yangxia's tens of thousands of swords were attacking Mu Qian, but he didn't have any sword in his hand to resist Mu Qian!
(End of this chapter)