Everyone subconsciously looked at Mu Hanyan, but without any sympathy or pity. Duan Heshan had fought with all his strength, and even though he was defeated, he still won honor. How could they have the right to sympathize or pity her?
They were even a little envious. If they could have a fight with Duan Heshan like this, it would be a great honor even if they lost like Mu Hanyan.
That's right, although Mu Hanyan hadn't made a move yet, in everyone's eyes, he had already been defeated. How could Mu Hanyan, who had just joined the academy half a month, be able to compete with Duan Heshan, who was giving his all and was like a god of war?
Jiang Qiling showed a hint of sneer on her face: Sure enough, this is the Duan Heshan she knows. His strength is not comparable to Zhuang Xingfeng at all. Even she herself does not have the confidence to compete with him. Her father actually said that Duan Heshan could not defeat Mu Hanyan. This time, he was wrong after all.
Everyone held their breath and stared at the competition stage intently.
Under the terrifying and domineering sword power, time and space seemed to have come to a standstill.
The towering sword light slashed towards Mu Hanyan, and it seemed so slow. However, the power of the sword made people feel nervous and feel fear and awe from the bottom of their hearts.
Mu Hanyan held the hilt of the sword, motionless.
The sword light flew down, getting closer and closer to him, as if it would chop him into pieces and turn him into nothingness in the next moment, but Mu Hanyan remained motionless.
"What's going on? Is he scared silly?"
"If it were you, you would probably be scared silly too."
"If it were me, I would have been so scared that I would have knelt down and admitted defeat long ago, and I wouldn't have even waited until I was scared silly."
Finally, someone in the audience couldn't help but speak out.
They didn't notice the excitement and excitement in Mu Hanyan's eyes.
At this moment, countless sword shadows intertwined in Mu Hanyan's mind, forming a series of exquisite and invisible sword styles, which was the Star-Falling Sword.
Although he had comprehended a lot of sword intent from the Heavenly Sword Seven Killing Formation, the Star-Falling Eight Desolations Sword was too profound. No matter how hard Mu Hanyan tried to comprehend it, he could only vaguely grasp some of the sword's essence and was unable to use it.
Until now, under the domineering sword power of Duan Heshan, endless pressure poured towards her like a tide, as if to crush her body and destroy her will.
But it was under the pressure of the sword's might that a heavenly humming sounded in his mind, and the countless sword shadows intertwined and became extremely clear.
Duan Heshan's domineering sword light was getting closer and closer, as if it would chop her into pieces in the next moment.
Duan Heshan had a serious expression on his face, with no intention of stopping at all.
Mu Hanyan knew that this was not because he had any hatred towards her, but simply because of his respect for her - the respect between swordsmen.
And she will never let Duan Heshan down!
Below, everyone held their breath and calmed down, so nervous that they could hardly breathe. Mu Hanyan could even hear their heartbeats that were about to burst out.
Finally, just when the towering sword light was about to fall on Mu Hanyan's head, the Hanxiao Sword finally took action.
An unstoppable sword force also spread out.
The light of the cold sword was so brilliant and dazzling, like the first ray of dawn piercing the darkness in the early morning, or like the first lightning that tore through the dark clouds when a storm came.
Under the sword light, Duan Heshan's towering figure, like a god of war descending to earth, suddenly became tiny, and the sword power that had originally made it difficult for people to breathe also faded away.
"Stars fall, the eight wastelands!" Mu Hanyan shouted softly.
The sky was clear and blue, but at this moment, thousands of stars appeared. However, with Mu Hanyan's light shout, all the stars fell like meteors, just like the fall of the gods in the legend.
"Boom!" There was a loud noise.
The solid competition platform was broken open and turned into ruins.
When the dust settled, Duan Heshan appeared at the edge of the competition stage, kneeling on one knee with a trace of blood oozing from the corner of his mouth.
Mu Hanyan, however, remained standing. The Hanxiao Sword had returned to its scabbard, as if it had never moved.
At this moment, Mu Hanyan was like a god descending from the sky. Although her sword was not as domineering as Duan Heshan's, nor as vicious and cruel as Jiang Qiling's, it gave people a sense of righteousness and made people involuntarily respect her.
"I lost." After a long time, Duan Heshan exhaled a breath and said with difficulty.
Mu Hanyan said nothing, drew out the sword again, slowly raised it in front of her, held the sword in one hand and touched her chest with the other, expressing her most sincere respect to Duan Heshan.
Duan Heshan also stood up, raising his sword in salute to Mu Hanyan. Not long ago, everyone believed that Mu Hanyan would have the opportunity to fight him with all her might, and even if she lost, it would be a glorious defeat and a great honor.
But now, Duan Heshan knows that being able to fight Mu Hanyan is his greatest honor.
Looking at the two people on the stage who admired each other, Jiang Qiling's face turned pale. He was defeated. Duan Heshan actually lost.
The domineering sword that Heshan wielded just now was so powerful and earth-shattering that even she had no confidence of winning against it, and she couldn't even resist it at all.
But in the end, Duan Heshan was defeated. It turned out that his father was right. Mu Hanyan was not that simple. Even if Duan Heshan took action, he still couldn't stop his progress.
Although she had been disguising herself since she was a child and concealing her talent by using the image of a willful young lady, Jiang Qiling had never doubted her qualifications and strength. But at this moment, her confidence was unconsciously shaken. Looking at the heroic Mu Hanyan on the stage, she even felt a little powerless.
In the audience, after being shocked, the others also looked at Jiang Qiling with a hint of mockery in their eyes.
Originally, they also thought that Mu Hanyan would definitely lose this challenge. After all, Jiang Qiling defeated Zhuang Xingfeng, and Mu Hanyan, let alone defeating Duan Heshan, would never be able to pass the assessment under him.
But now, they know they were wrong. Jiang Qiling used five swords to defeat Zhuang Xingfeng, while Mu Hanyan only used one sword to defeat Duan Heshan. The key point is that Duan Heshan's strength is not comparable to Zhuang Xingfeng at all, and he is much stronger than him.
Who is strong and who is weak? Need I say more?
Jiang Qiling actually dared to challenge Mu Hanyan in this way. In their opinion, it was a complete joke.
"Let's go." Noticing the mocking looks from the people around her, Jiang Qiling no longer had the nerve to stay and observe the assessment. She said coldly and walked out with the two young swordsmen who were like followers.
In her shame and anger, she didn't even notice the strange looks in the eyes of the two young swordsmen.
Just as Jiang Qiling was leaving, thunderous cheers finally erupted in the martial arts arena.
(I see that everyone clearly remembers what I said, that if Yue Hanyan doesn't return to her female form, I will eat the keyboard during live broadcast. I'm still a little nervous, but in order to avoid eating the keyboard, I will try my best to burst out and write this. So, my dears, are you ready to throw the monthly tickets at me?)
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