"And me, don't forget that all my fortune depends on you. Oh, and your own private money too." Ling Baobao said with a giggle, and stretched out his hand. From the look of it, he didn't take tomorrow's competition seriously at all.
Yue Xiuming looked at them in confusion. He really couldn't understand. Mu Hanyan was confident, but where did the others get their confidence from?
But soon, he put all his doubts behind him and stopped worrying about what he couldn't figure out. This seemed to be the tradition of the Yue family.
Feeling the strong fighting spirit of these people and their unreserved trust in each other, Yue Xiuming's blood boiled and he also reached out his hand.
"Okay, go to bed early. Tomorrow we will let everyone see our true strength." At this moment, Mu Hanyan withdrew her hand.
"Okay." Hua Yue and the others withdrew their hands at the same time, took firm steps, and went back to their rooms.
The courtyard that was full of fighting spirit just now immediately became deserted. Yue Xiuming stretched out his palms blankly, his mouth twitching slightly, his face full of resentment and helplessness.
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At dawn, before the horn sounded, the stands belonging to the major families in the martial arts field were already full, and the stands for civilians were even more crowded. Looking around, there was a sea of people.
After watching the two exciting matches yesterday, everyone was looking forward to today's final and even had trouble sleeping the whole night.
"Woo..." With the sound of the horn, the entire training ground became boiling.
"Today is the final of the Shangyue Royal Jianying Academy freshman competition. Participating in this final are Jing Jianjue, Qin Ba, Liang Qian, Lu Zhenhuan, Fei Qiuyi from Shangyue Royal Jianying Academy, and from..." The referee walked onto the stage and announced loudly, but before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the roar of the crowd below.
"Get out of here! You're the only one talking too much nonsense! Get out of here!" The audience, who were already impatient, had no mood to listen to his nonsense.
"Uh... both parties please come on stage." Seeing that rotten tomatoes and rotten eggs were about to fly onto the stage, the referee quickly cut to the chase and then retreated to the side in shame.
As soon as the words fell, Mu Hanyan and Jing Jianjue each led the crowd from the steps on both sides to the competition stage.
"If you have the chance, kill Mu Hanyan. If you don't get rid of this person, he will become a big trouble in the future."
"Your elder brother Wenliang was injured by Mu Hanyan. If you have the chance, you must kill her and avenge Wenliang." The voices of Wu Tianxiong and Tian An seemed to still ring in his ears.
Jing Jianjue looked at Mu Hanyan, his expression as cold as ever, his eyes as sharp as a knife.
Behind him, every person exuded a strong murderous intent.
Although this murderous intent cannot be compared with the murderous intent in Yi Xingtian's Tianxing Sword that seems to come from ancient times, it also makes people feel cold all over.
Mu Hanyan, Hua Yue and the others all had calm expressions on their faces, and their steps were unusually steady.
"It's strange, why do Mu Hanyan's servants not look afraid at all?" Someone said in surprise when they noticed the confidence and calmness on Hua Yue and the others' faces.
"Maybe he's just pretending to be calm," someone speculated.
"What's the point of pretending? Their true colors will be revealed once they start fighting. They were lucky in the first two games and didn't even have the chance to fight. They won't be that lucky this time." Someone said sourly.
Without even lifting a finger, he followed Mu Hanyan into the finals of Jianyin Academy's freshman competition. How embarrassing it must have been for those who couldn't even get into the academy, and jealousy was inevitable.
"It's a pity for Mu Hanyan's cultivation. If she hadn't been dragged down by them, she might have had a chance to win the championship of this competition. Alas." Someone also looked at Mu Hanyan and said sympathetically.
The others echoed the words one after another. From what they heard, they all believed that Mu Hanyan had no chance of winning, and the reason was Hua Yue and the others.
Mu Hanyan, Hua Yue and the others looked at each other and smiled knowingly. Today was their time to prove themselves.
"Can we start?" asked the referee.
Mu Hanyan and Jing Jianjue nodded at the same time.
"Start!" the referee ordered.
"Clang..." Five long swords were unsheathed at the same time, spreading a layer of frost.
The first to attack were Jing Jianjue and his five men.
Yesterday, Yue Fanchen forced him to reveal his true identity. Perhaps others could not see the clues, but it was impossible to hide it from Mu Hanyan's eyes, so he did not plan to hide it any longer.
As the long swords were unsheathed, light flashed on the bodies of the five people at the same time, and array runes that were difficult to distinguish with the naked eye appeared on their bodies. The mysterious aura tightly connected the five people, and their strength continued to increase.
Sword Master 8th Level Mid-stage, Sword Master 8th Level Late-stage, Peak, Sword Master 9th Level, 9th Level Mid-stage, Late-stage, Peak, 10th Level, Great Sword Master! Jing Jianjue's strength has actually been elevated to the Great Sword Master realm.
Qin Ba and the other four also reached the eighth level of swordsmanship.
Under the powerful pressure, even the audience sitting in the front row of the stands were frightened, not to mention Mu Hanyan and others who were the first to bear the brunt of the pressure on the stage.
Under the might of the sword, a strong wind whistled, blowing their clothes. At this moment, Mu Hanyan, Hua Yue and others looked as weak as saplings in the storm.
"The sword of the tyrant is unparalleled!" Qin Ba roared wildly, and sword beams enveloped the long sword, like a giant axe that could split the sky, containing a heart-pounding sword power.
"Meteor, sword moon!" Liang Qian hummed softly, and the long sword in his hand drew a crescent-like silver light, as fast as a meteor and as swift as lightning.
"Thousand Machines, sword changes!" Lu Zhenhuan stretched out his long sword, and the sword in his hand changed into thousands of shapes, which was endless and wonderful.
"Qingshuang, sword and shield!" Pei Qiuyi unleashed his sword, and a light blue light and shadow appeared in front of him, like a solid light shield.
The four of them attacked and defended, attacking Mu Hanyan in no particular order. Their pace was synchronized, their attack and defense were well-organized, and it was clear that they had been cooperating for a long time, with a perfect tacit understanding.
"Damn it, Juejian!" Jing Jianjue was the last one to fall behind, but the power of his sword far surpassed that of the others.
Everyone could see that although Jing Jianjue made the last move, his sword was the real killing blow.
This is no wonder. Mu Hanyan's sword skill in the battle against Yi Xingtian yesterday was too amazing. So even if he used the magic weapon of the temple to improve his strength to the level of a great swordsman, he did not dare to underestimate him at all.
Since he had already decided to kill Mu Hanyan, he naturally would not leave her any chance. He would first use Qin Ba and others to tie down Mu Hanyan, and then give her a fatal opportunity. This was the safest tactic.
As for Hua Yue and others, from beginning to end, he never took those servants who were originally guards seriously.
"Mu Hanyan is finished. I didn't expect that Jing Jianjue's teammates are so strong. If it was a one-on-one competition, it would not be difficult for Mu Hanyan to defeat them. But now she is outnumbered five, how can she possibly withstand it?" Seeing the sword skills of Qin Ba and others, everyone in the audience was shocked.
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