High-priced businesswoman: Princess does not compete for favor

Chapter 162 Family Competition 5
Immediately afterwards, the big knife in Bei Mingxing's hand swung towards Murong Yihan again, this time the blade was infused with fighting spirit.

Murong Yihan was not ambiguous either, the long sword was also infused with battle energy, and his figure rushed forward, heading towards Bei Mingxing.

Bei Mingxing's broadsword drew a semi-arc in front of Murong Yihan, Murong Yihan leaned back, and the long sword in his hand blocked the blade in mid-air.

In an instant, the swords collided, and a few sparks overflowed from the collision, and the figures of the two retreated again.

After several rounds, there was still no winner.

Bei Mingxing was obviously a little anxious, and the victory or loss in the first round was related to the next competition.Bei Mingxing's heart had already begun to panic.

The long knife shot completely lost the sharpness and momentum just now. Obviously, the mood of the players is also the key to the victory or defeat of the game.

Bei Mingxing swung his broadsword in front of him, sweeping a thousand troops with one move, Murong Yihan seized the opportunity, turned his figure around, and moved to Bei Mingxing's side.

As soon as the long sword in his hand came out, the sword was already on Bei Mingxing's neck.Bei Mingxing was startled, and the long knife in his hand fell to the ground.The situation was already in Murong Yihan's favor, so he had no choice but to shout out unwillingly, "I admit defeat."

The referee also announced the result of the match, with Murong Yihan scoring one point.

The common people who were onlookers all stood up and applauded Murong Yihan as a gesture of goodwill.Bei Mingxing returned to the viewing seat of Bei Hades in frustration.

"I'm sorry, Grandpa."

The old man Bei Ming patted Bei Mingxing on the shoulder, although he was unwilling, but considering his grandson's future aspirations, he said comfortingly.

"Xing'er, the victory or defeat of a military strategist is a daily matter. You are still young, go back and practice hard. In the future, you will definitely be no worse than Murong Yihan."

"Yes, Grandpa."

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On the other side, old man Murong nodded in satisfaction when he saw Yihan Victory.Murong Yihan was also very happy after receiving appreciative glances from his grandfather and father.

The magistrate's voice also resounded at this moment. "Please Xuanyuan Hanshuang, who is also the third contestant, come on stage."

In the first match just now, Xuanyuan Hanshuang's mood fluctuated too much, and when the referee called his name, he was even more shocked.

Seeing Han Shuang like this, old man Xuanyuan felt very sad. Thinking about Shuang'er's lack of training experience, it was the first time he was sent to participate in a formal competition, and it was indeed a bit reluctant.

But Mr. Xuanyuan, no matter how reluctant he is, his grandson is not allowed to retreat like this. He must go forward bravely and face it bravely.

"Shuang'er, it's your turn to play." The second elder brother Xuanyuan Hanfan who was sitting beside him pushed Xuanyuan Hanshuang who was in a daze.

"Oh, okay." Xuanyuan Hanshuang walked onto the stage amidst a small amount of laughter.

Coming to the arena, Xuanyuan Hanshuang and Murong Yihan clasped their fists together and bowed, making a gesture of invitation.

After the two greeted each other, the long swords were drawn out and pointed at each other, and a fierce battle began again.

The two exchanged moves, filling their long swords with fighting energy one after another, and the swords collided and split apart. This fight was not only for strength but also for the foundation of fighting energy.

For a moment, the battle qi surrounding the handles of the two swords formed a circle of battle qi, as if the two had injected all the battle qi into that circle.

For a moment, it was as if thousands of contests had been fought in front of the two of them. After a long time, the figures of the two separated and retreated.

I don't know if it was because of Xuanyuan Hanshuang's ignorance or because of his mental strength, the long sword in his hand sprinted out as soon as he stood firm on his feet.

When Murong Yihan saw Xuanyuan Hanshuang's fierce sword light coming towards him, his figure actually stood there without moving.The people under the stands held their breath at this moment, for fear of disturbing the competition on the stage.

Just when Xuanyuan Han's long swords approached the two parts of Murong Yihan's neck, Murong Yihan's figure moved at this moment.

He quickly grasped the hilt with both hands, and the long sword in his hand was spinning at lightning speed, as if he was being pulled by something, turning the blade.

After Xuanyuan Hanshuang saw Murong Yihan's move, he even forgot to change the posture of his hands.Because the trick that Murong Hanshuang is using at this moment is the trick that old master Murong used to become famous back then.

Murong Yihan's long sword not only blocked Xuanyuanhan's double stabbing long sword, but the tip of the sword went straight to Xuanyuanhan's double neck.

It was only a tiny bit away, and he was about to touch Xuanyuan Hanshuang's skin, but Murong Yihan didn't choose to continue attacking, but flipped his hands over, holding the long sword, and pointed straight at Xuanyuan Hanshuang.

This sudden change made everyone break into cold sweats for both Xuanyuan Hanshuang and Murong Yihan.Xuanyuan Hanshuang knew that he was not Murong Yihan's opponent, so he had no choice but to put away the long sword in his hand, walked up to the magistrate, said 'admit defeat', and retreated to the side in desperation.

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It's really impossible for Xia Xia to write fighting articles, but Xia Xia will work hard.

Tomorrow's battle will be even more exciting.

　4th, over
　　
　
(End of this chapter)