But we must win.

But for some reason, she felt vaguely uneasy, as if she was being stared at by a pair of dangerous eyes.

Could it be Mi Xingli?

She raised her head and looked around, only to find Mi Xingli sitting cross-legged in meditation.

It was Ying Wuque who was looking at him with a smile from a distance.

this……

Why not look at Mi Xingli?

Zhao Ning frowned slightly. Could it be that he was so sure that I could win that he was studying the next opponent in advance?

Although neither he nor Mi Xingli revealed their trump cards, judging from their previous performances, he was stronger.

But this look doesn't seem to be used to study the next opponent.

Ying Wuji also noticed this scene.

He couldn't help but frowned.

The look was very strange. It didn't seem like a fighting spirit, but instead contained a hint of mockery and cruelty.

It's like looking at a cricket, intending to tear off its calves, thighs, wings and antennae one by one, and finally kill it.

Very creepy.

Zhao Ning snorted coldly: "Wuji, he seems to be sure that he can win?"

Ying Wuji did not comment, because he did think Ying Wuque had a higher chance of winning.

Especially Zhao Ning's body of Emperor Zhuanxu has not been exposed yet.

In Ying Wuque's eyes, he was an existence that could be abused at will.

But the odds of winning are unknown.

He wasn't particularly clear either.

Because in this world, no one can accurately judge how big the gap is between the twelfth and thirteenth floors.

He also couldn't judge whether this gap could be made up by the Chongli Sword and Zhuanxu's Blood Burning Technique.

It is true that Brother Juanzi’s performance was outstanding, but in fact he had only fought against Wu Lie, who was temporarily comparable to a first-grade spiritual fetus after taking drugs, and they were restrained in various ways, so winning would not mean anything.

Ying Wuji had never even seen the full strength of a first-grade spiritual fetus.

Wait for this time when Zhao Ning and Mi Xingli have a fight.

He should be able to estimate the chances of winning.

Ying Wuque is such a jerk.

Are you planning to use harsh force on the people around me and forcefully provoke my emotions?

Taoist Qingxu glanced at everyone and said calmly, "The next match is Zhao Ning versus Mi Xingli!"

As soon as the words fell.

The two of them stood up together and stepped into the Hanguang Formation.

This time the scene is a wilderness with stars and the moon shining together.

Mi Xingli drew out her Moye sword and said with a smile, "Your Highness, please show mercy later!"

Zhao Ning smiled faintly: "Of course, of course! I have heard that you are extremely talented. Today is just a competition. Please give me some points and save some face for me in Li country."

Mi Xingli smiled and nodded: "Okay, okay!"

"start!"

As soon as the words fell, the smiles on their faces disappeared at the same time.

Their bodies were as fast as lightning and they rushed into battle immediately.

“KANG!”

“KANG!”

“KANG!”

The sound of the swords clashing made one's scalp tingle.

No one expected that the two would launch such a swift attack right from the start.

The Ying and Mi families are both descendants of Zhuanxu, and their family talents, martial arts and fighting skills are even more powerful and originated from the same clan.

The more you said "show mercy" just now, the more stable the friendship is.

Now the sword techniques used to attack the opponent's vital points are becoming more and more fierce.

only.

Even though they are from the same clan, there are still differences in their performance.

Although Mi Xingli's every move had the demeanor of a master and it was obvious that she had been taught by a famous teacher, there was no murderous aura in her.

However, Zhao Ning rushed out from the battlefield. She had chopped off many heads with the Chongli sword alone. The same moves, when used by her, were full of bloody murderous aura.

In the first few moves, the two of them were fighting back and forth.

But after a while, Mi Xingli couldn't stand it anymore.

But she was not panicked at all.

Just by chanting a spell, countless starlight descended from the Hanguang Formation and condensed on the Moye Sword.

The Moye sword seemed to have lost all its weight, and she swung it in her hand with ease, as light as a feather.

However, it seemed as if there was an extra force of tremendous power, as if all the stars in the sky had melted into the sword, causing the Chongli Sword to buzz.

Somewhat familiar.

I seem to have seen it somewhere...

Taoist Qingxu was shocked: "Isn't this my sword move? What kind of monster is this girl? How could she remember it after just one look?"

Ying Wuji grinned.

My father-in-law had said before that Mi Xingli's comprehension was unique in his life, but he didn't expect her to be so abnormal.

It's a bit too much to learn it just by taking a look.

The most basic things in Zhuanxu's ancient calendar are the solar calendar, the lunar calendar and the star calendar.

In recent months, Mi Xingli has been wishing to get into the ancient calendar of Zhuanxu. It is not difficult for her to find out the secret of Taoist Qingxu's sword moves.

But even so.

This level of understanding is also quite outrageous.

What a pity.

I have learned the sword moves.

But I'm not particularly skilled in using it.

Mi Xingli seemed to have not yet fully adapted to the feeling of her sword being as light as a feather, and her sword moves were not that precise. No matter how strong her attack was, it was easily resolved by Zhao Ning. In the end, she could only defend herself.

Zhao Ning smiled faintly: "Young lady, if you continue like this, you will definitely lose. Why don't you let me see what you have learned from the ancient calendar of Zhuanxu!"

"Okay!"

Mi Xingli took a deep breath and immediately dispersed the starlight in the sword.

He forcefully blocked Zhao Ning's sword move and his body floated backwards.

She smiled faintly, stretched out her right hand, and clenched the air with her five slender fingers.

Then.

The entire space... nothing has changed.

Just nothing has changed.

The scene is still the same, there is no difference.

But it can make people feel a weird sense of distortion.

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