Many people were surprised to see a little girl walk into the middle, because most of them did not recognize her. However, seeing the great sword that was almost as tall as a person, no one dared to underestimate her.
"Xiangli family, Xiangli Yanran! Who will come forward to offer guidance!" Once she entered battle mode, the little girl was completely different from usual, her eyes suddenly becoming firm and her face full of seriousness.
"Little sister, you should go home and play! Otherwise, your brother might hurt you later." A young man carrying a sword walked out from the side of the ten great families and said with a wicked smile.
"Get out!" Xiangli Yanran shouted with a look of disgust.
"You brat, you'll see how powerful your Brother Ximen is later." The young man, embarrassed by Xiangli Yanran's rebuke, said darkly.
“That Nangong Wentian was a descendant of the Zhao state. This man is from the Ximen family, named Ximen Qiao. He’s a notorious playboy, and supposedly from the Yan state, but I don’t know if that’s true or not,” Qin Yue said, her face also full of disgust.
"Hehe, the royal families of the six kingdoms, a group of them were killed by the First Emperor and another group was killed by Emperor Gaozu of Han. Where are the real direct descendants? They are just some remote collateral branches that have nothing to do with each other, living on under different names." Huang Yuqi said with a disdainful smile.
Xiang Liyanran's expression changed, her eyes flashing with anger. Without saying a word, she pushed off with her foot and slammed her greatsword down.
The young man from the Ximen family didn't expect Xiangli Yanran to move so fast. Before he knew it, the heavy sword was in front of him. He didn't even have the thought of dodging. He just subconsciously blocked with his sword.
With a clang, the heavy sword struck the weapon, and with undiminished force, it slammed into his shoulder along with the sword.
The young man from Ximen couldn't take it anymore and fell to his knees with a thud.
"Hmph! It can't even withstand such a small amount of power. It's just a showy but useless thing." Xiangli Yanran sheathed her heavy sword and sneered with disdain.
"Pfft!" The young man from Ximen was both angry and furious, and the shock from the heavy sword made him unable to hold back any longer, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Haha, it really is a silver spear with a wax head!" Qin Yue, who had just returned, laughed loudly.
He was met with a glare from Qin Yue, followed by a furious look as she said, "Yanran is just a young girl who doesn't understand, and you're spouting nonsense too!"
"Uh!" Qin Yue immediately stopped smiling awkwardly, lowered his head, and pretended to be dead.
Of course! He didn't see Qin Yao's dark face not far away, otherwise it would have been more than just awkward.
The poor young man from the Ximen family was knocked down before he could even give his name. He dared not continue fighting Xiangli Yanran, this delicate little girl. Just now, Xiangli Yanran had only used her physical strength, while he, although he had only defended hastily, had already used his bloodthirsty energy.
With a gloomy face, he returned to their side, his eyes filled with resentment as he looked at Xiangli Yanran, and of course, Qin Yue, who was laughing loudly.
"Wangpu Wuyi is here, who will enlighten me?" A young man carrying a sword walked to the center and bowed.
Qin Yue picked up her bronze longsword, walked over, and returned the greeting with clasped hands, saying, "Qin Family! Qin Yue! Please enlighten me!"
"Please!" Huangpu Wuyi was not as frivolous as the young man from the Ximen family; he was ready for battle from the moment he stepped forward.
"Watch out!" Qin Yue didn't hold back, shouting as she flicked her longsword and thrust it forward, several sword flowers enveloping Huangpu Wuyi.
Their fight wasn't as intense as Sun Hu's, but it was still very entertaining. Swords flashed, and a bloodthirsty aura filled the air. The two fighters moved nimbly, constantly shifting and leaping. Occasionally, the sound of weapons clashing, like raindrops hitting banana leaves, could be heard.
The two exchanged blows with lightning speed, quickly going over thirty moves in a short time. Seeing that Qin Yue couldn't gain the upper hand, and remembering that she was a woman, Huangpu Wuyi decided to use brute force. So he withdrew his sword, channeled his bloodthirsty energy, and forcefully thrust his sword at Qin Yue.
With a clang, the bloodthirsty aura exploded on the two weapons, and then again, and again.
After ten hard-fought blows, Huangpu Wuyi felt his blood surging and his arms going numb. Only then did he tragically discover that Qin Yue was not weak, and her blood and killing intent were even stronger than his.
Left with no other choice, he had to change tactics again. With a light step, he moved around Qin Yue at lightning speed, thrusting out his sword with increasing speed.
"Little girl, don't be nervous, the Qin family girl is going to win," Luo Cheng said to Xiangli Yanran.
He wasn't usually a talkative person, but seeing her clutching the hem of her clothes with both hands and looking worried, he couldn't help but offer some words of comfort.
"Why? Sister Yue isn't good at speed," Xiangli Yanran asked, looking up.
"Although the Qin family girl is a bit slower, her strategy of using stillness to control movement is actually more advantageous. You see, although she hasn't counterattacked, she's very composed. When her opponent's bloodthirsty energy is exhausted, that's when she'll win," Luo Cheng explained.
This demonstrates the power of keen insight. The experts present all recognized Huangpu Wuyi's predicament, and he himself understood this as well. After all, they were merely warriors with limited qi and blood energy, and he could not sustain such rapid attacks for long.
As soon as Luo Cheng explained, Qin Mu understood. Just like when he used poetry to create illusions, his righteous energy would dissipate after two uses. He couldn't help but complain, "It's not lasting, it really doesn't work!"
Huangpu Wuyi was indeed very fast when he picked up the speed, while Qin Yue was more used to battlefield warfare. On the battlefield, it was essential to keep an eye on everything and listen to everything around him, so he dealt with it very easily.
"A sudden storm!" Huangpu Wuyi suddenly appeared, letting out a low shout. With a light step, he charged towards Qin Yue, accompanied by dozens of sword lights. He had seen through Qin Yue's weakness and wanted to achieve victory in one fell swoop.
"Night Battle in All Directions!" Qin Yue shouted in return, using her sword as a knife, disregarding the opponent's strength or weakness, and wielding it to create a blizzard to protect herself.
Qin Mu hadn't understood why he had to shout out his moves before. Only when he practiced did he realize it was to build up momentum; exhaling and shouting made the attack faster and more powerful. Shouting out the moves also served two other purposes: first, it could confuse the opponent and disrupt their concentration; second, it acted as a warning. When you say something, your brain will definitely think about it, making your move more reliable and reducing mistakes.
Of course! Not every move requires that shout; it's usually reserved for when you're gathering momentum for a decisive blow. Many times, it's simply a matter of taking a deep breath, letting out a shout, and simultaneously swinging your weapon.
Imagine you're fighting someone, and suddenly a loud shout rang out. Wouldn't that make your opponent tense up? You could say it's like disturbing the enemy.
Meanwhile, in the arena, the sword light disappeared, and Huangpu Wuyi had retreated to a distance of ten meters. His sword was stuck in the ground, and he was holding the hilt, breathing heavily.
"Miss Qin's skill is superior; I humbly admit defeat." Taking a breath, Huangpu Wuyi said with a reluctant bow. It was clear to everyone that Qin Yue still had energy to spare, while he was utterly exhausted.
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