Emotional fluctuations are a good thing, even if it is crisis, anger, and...fear.
On the stage, Xie Xuan was holding a wooden sword in his hand, looking down with a hint of confusion.
"Brother Li, what are you doing?"
"Wait a little longer, just a moment."
Li Mo shook his head, but he didn't look nervous, and his eyes were not on Xie Xuan at all.
"Waiting for what?"
Xie Xuan was confused.
Then, he heard a shout from the nearby arena: "Fairy Han wins!"
Ying Bing, who had just come on stage, came down again in less than a minute.
She walked down coldly, with the momentum of having just cut off Jiang Chengling's weapon with a single sword still lingering on her body, as if compared to the princes and nobles, she was truly invaluable and her majesty was inviolable.
Walking in front of Li Mo, she tilted her head:
"Why don't you go up?"
"Waiting for charging."
"......"
Ying Bing noticed that many eyes around her were looking at her. Her expression quickly turned cold and her fingertips couldn't help but curl up.
But she still put her arms around Li Mo's waist and hugged him quite tightly.
"come on....."
"Well, I will definitely be in the top three!"
As we all know, the stronger Qi Tiandou's fighting spirit is, the stronger his combat effectiveness will be.
Student Li's fighting spirit instantly rose.
"???"
"What are you doing, Li Mo?"
"You hit Xie Xuan, why are you hitting us?"
Amidst the uproar in the audience, Li Mo climbed onto the podium.
Xie Xuan's scalp was tingling, and he felt like he had already lost before the fight even started.
After thinking about it, Xiao Li still didn't say "she doesn't love you at all". Mr. Xie is a nice person, he wouldn't be that bad.
And he wanted to win once with a fair sword.
Since it’s for the dream, let’s not fight Wang Aoyi for now.
"The flowers in the hall intoxicate three thousand guests, and the light of a sword chills fourteen states!"
"Sword!"
The Celestial Sword flew upside down from the stage. If it had any expression, it would probably be speechless now.
The swordsman Xiao Li is elegant and graceful:
"Thank you, please!"
“So neat…”
Xie Xuan muttered to himself.
Why do I feel like he is more of a peerless swordsman than I am?
For some reason, the pressure built up, as if I was the one asking the other person for advice.
No, you are a fucking idiot! What the hell are you talking about when your sword lights up the fourteen states? May I ask?
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PS: Please allow Xiao Pujie to take a few days off, firstly to give his hands a rest, and secondly, Xiao Pujie wants to try to have a stable updating schedule, so I will post two chapters together so that they will read more coherently.
Looking for charging supplies, muah-3-
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