"You've eaten all my dessert, why don't you tell me..."
Yan Quan was helpless. The sword wind below was getting more and more violent. Disciples of Tianxuan Palace or passers-by kept coming to the stands to watch.
"Wonderful...wonderful..."
"This is amazing! This guy with the ball head is so sharp and aggressive, and his swordsmanship is so coherent. This is the first time I've seen this. If it were me, I wouldn't be able to block two moves."
"What do you know? Baifa's swordsmanship is truly superb. It combines offense and defense, and he always manages to catch the opponent by surprise."
"Do you know these two fairies? They are so strong..."
“…”
Several Tianxuan Palace disciples and passersby were discussing the battle situation fiercely, and Yanquan could only listen to Long Caile's incomplete live broadcast.
"Ah, just now, it seems that both sides almost attacked each other."
Long Caile's sudden shouting made Yan Quan's heart tighten.
In fact, winning or losing doesn’t matter. What if the opponent really doesn’t show any mercy? What should we do then?
"Haha, you've learned a lot of my senior brother's swordsmanship...
But unfortunately, you are still far inferior to him."
On the sparring stage, Chu Ruoxue easily dealt with Tong Ranran's attacks and taunts.
In the past, when she and Yan Quan had sparred, she had never even lasted five moves...
Although she always hopes to use her right to speak to make a scene without holding back.
"You are not as powerful as I thought. Master's strength plus my own understanding are enough to deal with you."
Tong Ranran replied coldly and increased the speed of her attack.
Several phantoms instantly appeared on the field, making it impossible to tell which ones were the real ones...
"Bang!"
Suddenly, after a fierce collision between clouds and frost, thick fog floated on the field.
Everyone in the audience fell silent, as the clash of swords soon ceased. The winner had been decided!
"Tsk, what a thick fog."
Long Caile frowned, stood up and waved his hand. Suddenly, a strong wind blew up and the fog on the sparring stage was blown away in an instant.
Only after the fog cleared did everyone see the final situation...
Chu Ruoxue pointed her ice sword directly at Tong Ranran's neck, while the latter's jade sword was lifted up not far away.
However, Tong Ranran had a faint smile on her lips, holding a jade pendant with a broken rope in her hand. The front and back of the jade were engraved with the word "snow" and the word "power" respectively.
“Give it back to me!”
Chu Ruoxue was anxious, and the ice sword moved forward a little further.
She didn't expect that Tong Ranran's last wave of flawed attacks would target the jade pendant on her waist.
Although the winner has been decided now, Tong Ranran broke her jade pendant, which means she lost a move.
"I didn't expect you still believe in the sect's legend of love, uncle, this should be the sect's flower jade."
Tong Ranran whispered that her goal had always been this jade pendant, and if she could win one move, she would be able to fulfill her master's wish.
Moreover, ever since she noticed this jade pendant, she has disliked it very much. When the time comes and she brings her master back to the sect, she will also make one for him.
"I said give it back to me!"
Chu Ruoxue was very excited. Seeing her jade pendant being held by another woman, she felt it was a defilement.
Her eyes began to darken, and her hands began to exert force...
"Ahem, the competition is over, Ranran, give me the things."
Just when Chu Ruoxue's sword was about to touch Tong Ranran, Yan Quan suddenly appeared on the stage and pulled Tong Ranran away.
"You, Yu Jian, performed well.
But when facing a senior, you still have to be humble and ask for advice. Give me the jade pendant."
Yan Quan said calmly and handed the jade sword to Tong Ranran.
"Hiss... She didn't do it on purpose. Look, the jade pendant is still fine, isn't it?
Eh? Isn't this the time you asked me to carve a flower jade long ago?
Yan Quan said, and handed the jade pendant to Chu Ruoxue.
"Where's yours?"
Chu Ruoxue asked coldly, without retracting the ice sword or taking the jade pendant.
"ah……"
Yan Quan was stunned. Yes, where is his share...
"I left it at the hotel and didn't bring it out."
Yan Quan said seriously that he couldn't say that he didn't know where he put it now, so he took Chu Ruoxue's hand and asked her to put it down.
"Look, I fixed it for you."
Yan Quan tore a piece of clothesline from his body and put the jade pendant back on Chu Ruo, and then personally put it back to her waist.
Chu Ruoxue looked at Yan Quan fiddling with her waist, and the serious expression on her face gradually relaxed.
"Humph, your little disciple does have some problems."
Chu Ruoxue turned her head away, not wanting them to see the blush on her face.
"Is it over? Come on, I want to compete too. Who wants to fight me? Who wants to fight me?
Whoever wins the right to speak in the end gets to rule!"
The colorful-haired dragon girl suddenly jumped onto Yan Quan's back and shouted loudly.
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