Super Upstart System

Han Yan has not been a beginner for a long time, and his cognition of fighting and war is also general.

She only saw that the elder martial sister on the stage was equal to her opponent on the scene, but she didn't know why the elder martial brother vowed that the elder martial sister would win.

"Why?" she asked.

Xiao Jianyang smiled and said, "the scene is indeed close, but if you look carefully, you will find that LV Shi has done his best, but elder martial sister is still calm."

Han Yan heard the speech and looked at the stage. Sure enough, he saw some clues.

At this time, LV Shi's breath was already a little short. Although the offensive was still strong, he felt a little embarrassed.

On the other hand, the eldest martial sister, although she didn't have many advantages on the scene, she seemed to be comfortable in the face of LV Shi's attack.

"I see." Han Yan nodded.

At this time, the battle on the stage has lasted for a long time, and from the beginning to now, the battle intensity on the field has not been reduced even a little.

By this time, everyone had realized that something was wrong.

LV Shi was obviously tired, but he was forcibly dragged into a high-frequency attack by the other party.

Finally, after a long time.

Poop!

LV Shi, who had lost his strength, collapsed on the challenge arena. With his mouth open and gasping, he could hardly stand up.

The eldest martial sister opposite, however, only slightly sweated on her forehead. Obviously, she still had spare strength.

"Incredibly... There is such a way to win." when LV Shi was carried off the stage, someone couldn't help sighing.

"Next time, the Heavenly Sword flows Jiang Qingwen, and the heart sword flows needle with light." the adjudicator has been impatient for a long time. Seeing that the battle is over, he hurried to the stage to announce the third fight.

After Jiang Qingwen's name was called out, everyone under the challenge arena began to shout madly.

Of course, the cry came mainly from the male disciples.

In this almost crazy atmosphere, Jiang Qingwen stepped on the stage.

"She deliberately procrastinates to make that guy recover his strength, isn't she?" Jiang Qingwen's face is obviously not very good-looking.

"I don't know." needle Tongguang is a character who doesn't like to talk. Even in the silent popular heart sword stream, he is the most silent one.

"Let's make a quick decision," said Jiang Qingwen, and fifteen Tianluo swords appeared on her side.

"Secret sword, wind and rain!" Jiang Qingwen came up with a big move.

Su Moyu once saw Kou Yuanbao, the master of yanyunfeng, use this secret sword. Compared with him, it is naturally less powerful when it is used by Jiang Qingwen.

But it has a full sense of beauty.

But in Su Moyu's eyes, the beauty seemed a little bitter.

"It seems that she really hates me to the bone," Su Moyu sighed helplessly.

The needle Tongguang on the stage was even more embarrassed under Jiang Qingwen's rapid offensive.

So that after thirty moves, there was no room to fight back.

"She's really powerful." the elder martial sister of xinjianliu didn't know when she came behind Su Moyu.

Su Moyu quickly got up and saluted her.

"If you let her grow up for a few more years, maybe Lu Rongting and I will be surpassed by her. The genius of Tianjian is really worthy of its reputation." her eyes are still looking at the stage.

Su Moyu followed her eyes, looked at the dancing figure on the stage, and suddenly asked, "elder martial sister, is there any female disciple of tianjianliu stronger than Jiang Qingwen?"

The master shook her head and said, "there are no disciples of the third generation, but there are several of the second generation."

When Su Moyu heard this, he was delighted and asked, "among the second generation of female disciples, who can summon dozens of Tianluo swords at the same time?"

The eldest martial sister thought seriously, shook her head and said, "there are not many female disciples of Tianjian. Although several of the second generation disciples are better than Jiang Qingwen, I haven't heard of those who can summon dozens of Tianluo swords at the same time."

Su Moyu was stunned when he heard this.

Thinking of the figure in the stone forest, she can indeed summon dozens of Tianluo swords at the same time. She is neither Jiang Qingwen nor the second generation disciple of Tianjian flow.

So... Is it the first generation of old witch?

Su Moyu shuddered at the thought of this possibility.

At this time, the battle in the challenge arena is coming to an end. Under Jiang Qingwen's constant oppressive attack, needle Tongguang can no longer hold on.

At the 80th move, raise your hand and admit defeat.

There was another uproar under the challenge arena. In the eyes of those male disciples, Jiang Qingwen's victory was naturally the best thing.

"Sorry, elder martial sister." needle Tongguang stepped down from the challenge arena and said in front of elder martial sister.

"Nothing. It's not a shame to lose to her." the eldest martial sister replied.

The needle nodded with the light, turned and walked behind the crowd.

Su Moyu suddenly looked up at the elder martial sister and said with a smile, "speaking of it, I don't know what you call elder martial sister?"

The eldest martial sister was silent for a moment and said, "I have no name."

Su Moyu was stunned and said, "how is it possible?"

"I was picked up by my master. It is said that it was the seventh day of the twelfth lunar month, so I have a nickname called the seventh day of the twelfth lunar month, but I don't have a big name." the master sister said faintly.

While they were talking, the voice of the adjudicator came from the challenge arena: "in the fourth game, xuanjian liurongting vs. cold sword liufengmu!"

As soon as his voice fell, two people had jumped onto the platform.

"Please be merciful, elder martial brother!" Feng Muyi's expression seemed a little nervous.

"Come!" Lu Rongting took off his sword directly from behind.

Everyone in the audience is watching with bated breath, especially Su Moyu. He has heard people talk about Lu Rongting more than once. Now he finally has the opportunity to see each other's means.

"The secret sword is frozen for thousands of miles!" Feng Mu dared not be careless, and sent out a big move as soon as he came up.

Su Moyu had seen this move, but Dexing, who used it at that time, was not at the same level as fengmuyi in front of him.

When the wind wood spoke, a large amount of ice chips suddenly appeared on the challenge arena.

This is a move integrating attack and defense, which is extremely difficult to deal with.

But the opposite Lu Rongting was completely unmoved. He waved his sword and rushed directly to his face.

He didn't use the secret sword, but completely resisted with strength. The sword in his hand was straight forward without any fancy. He bumped into Fengmu's icy sword Qi.

"Close!" Fengmu drank one by one, and all his coldness gathered to the front, forming an ice shield in front of him.

When!

Lu Rongting's sword hit the ice shield and made a crisp sound.

As soon as Fengmu bit his teeth, he thought: he finally blocked his sword.

But just then, there was a crackling sound in my ears.

Fengmu was surprised. When he raised his eyes, the ice shield in front of him had cracked several cracks.

"Bad!" he whispered, trying to avoid, but it was obviously too late.

Lu Rongting's sword completely broke his ice shield and appeared in front of him.

"I admit defeat!" Feng Mu shouted quickly.