"Hey? They're here, they're here!"
Shen Qianxue strode confidently onto the stage, raised her hand to Shen Xi, and signaled the start of the competition.
Su Jinxia secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
It's good that he's here; we can't let him be criticized as well.
The rules for the second round are: each person goes on stage to draw lots, and whoever's name they draw becomes their opponent. So each person has two matches: one where they draw the lot themselves and one where someone else draws the lot.
Win both matches and advance directly to the next round.
Losing both matches means direct elimination.
If one wins and one loss, the outcome is yet to be determined.
One of the disciples from the ninth team went up to draw the first one and happened to draw Su Jinxia.
The atmosphere on the field became somewhat delicate again.
Fu Gang instructed Su Jin, "This person is Feng Mo. He's known for his ruthlessness in the Ninth Team. Be careful."
Su Jin nodded and walked onto the stage.
Feng Mo cracked his neck, his disdain tinged with ruthlessness, "I won't go easy on you!"
The three teams could easily admit defeat because they had no survival crisis; at worst, they would just not get the swords from the Sword Tomb.
Team Nine is different. As long as they win, they will be removed from Team Nine and become superior. Every place they advance will directly affect their future.
Su Jinxia gently curved her lips into a smile, "That would be perfect!"
I've been waiting for you!
Feng Mo drew his longsword from his waist. The tip of the sword hummed softly, producing a clear and melodious sound; it was a fine sword.
The second round of the competition allows participants to bring their own sabres, and often the outcome can be determined simply by looking at the swords.
At this moment, Su Jin only had a broken iron sword in her hand, which she had taken from the first team. Although it had been well cared for, the difference in craftsmanship could not be made up for by care alone.
Those present silently complained that their lord hadn't even given Su Jin a decent sword!
Because of Feng Mo's ruthless character, everyone is looking forward to this match, but what they are really looking forward to is what kind of embarrassing situation Su Jin will face after her defeat.
Will she be angry? Will Shen Qianxue be angry?
Will Feng Mo lose the favor of the Phoenix Lord because of this?
Shen Xi's expression was also not good. He also believed that Su Jinxia could not possibly beat Feng Mo, and even thought from the beginning that Su Jinxia's participation in the competition was a joke.
Now, both she and the Lord are in an embarrassing situation.
"The match begins." As the referee, he had to continue the proceedings.
Su Jin stood calmly, showing no intention of making the first move.
Feng Mo narrowed his eyes, rushed forward, raised his sword, and slashed down with the power to cleave mountains and rivers.
The crowd gasped in astonishment.
The difference in strength between men and women is most obvious. Su Jinxia has no chance of withstanding this move. Feng Mo intends to eliminate Su Jinxia in one fell swoop.
Feng Mo's figure magnified and slowed down in Su Jinxia's eyes. She gently turned to the side, and the sword slashed down from behind her. A few strands of hair slipped through the blade, were cut off, and fell into the air.
Su Jin narrowed her eyes slightly; her precious hair!
"He actually dodged it?"
"Her figure is quite graceful."
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and watched the match with bated breath.
Chen Xi's heart, which had been in her throat, slowly calmed down. Thank goodness!
He couldn't help but look at Shen Qianxue, thinking she must be extremely nervous, but to his surprise, his young master leaned back in his chair indifferently, showing no sign of worry.
The past...
Honestly, what does it have to do with me? Why should I be nervous!
On the field, after dodging Feng Mo's attack, Su Jin did not create distance. Instead, she turned around and slashed at Feng Mo with her sword. Her expression was solemn, her aura was fierce, and she was filled with anger.
Feng Mo reacted quickly, changing the direction of his sword to block Su Jin's attack. The two swords clashed, sparks flying.
Feng Mo could only withstand it for two seconds before he staggered back two steps. He looked at his arm, which had been numb from the shock, and murmured in disbelief, "Such profound internal strength."
Internal force has very distinct characteristics; it is a powerful force that can almost be felt as a tangible entity, fundamentally different from the force generated by the Glass Gu Mother.
So everyone can tell it at a glance.
"In a head-on confrontation, Feng Mo actually lost!"
"Didn't they say Su Jin hadn't been practicing martial arts for very long? How can you call that not long?"
"Such strong internal energy must have been achieved by someone who has practiced martial arts since childhood and has extremely high talent in martial arts."
"Such talent is comparable to that of the Lord and Shen Xi, isn't it?"
"It seems we underestimated her; she was hiding her true abilities!"
"That's true. After all, he's someone the Lord has taken a liking to; how could he be all looks!"
Those present seemed to have discovered a new continent, and they became more and more enthusiastic as they talked, even forgetting about Shen Qianxue on stage.
On the field, Feng Mo also became serious, no longer daring to underestimate Su Jin, and became more cautious in his moves, putting all his strength into every move.
Su Jinxia was not intimidated at all and stood her ground!
In fact, she is light and agile with a sharp eye. She could have used this advantage to fight, but she seems determined to prove herself and mostly opts for head-on confrontations.
This boldness and decisiveness impressed everyone present.
On the other hand, Feng Mo became increasingly less confident as the fight progressed. In his anxiety, he lost his composure and gradually fell into a disadvantageous position!
Finally, Su Jin kicked him out of the field.
"Great!" Li Hei shouted triumphantly as he stepped forward.
Xiaohua from Team Two shrugged. "I knew this would be the result. Those who looked down on Miss Su will be proven wrong, like Liu Qianqian from Team Two."
Liu Qianqian, not far away...
The others were stunned for a moment, then clapped their hands, agreeing that it was indeed a beautiful play.
Su Jin lowered her eyes with a hint of a smile as she gently looked towards the stage.
Shen Qianxue smiled gently at her, her eyes deep, filled with approval and satisfaction.
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