Yunchuan looked at Xing Yun and his opponent Yin. One had a blank expression and a gloomy look on his face, while the other had an arrogant attitude and didn't take the other seriously at all.
"How about it, am I awesome?"
Su Xuan jumped up to Yunchuan and showed off.
Perhaps she herself did not even realize that her every move and gesture, which used to be as heroic as a man, had actually become a little feminine.
"I've already told you not to underestimate yourself. You can still defeat Wang Xian and Luo Tian."
Yunchuan smiled slightly.
Su Xuan herself knew that Wang Xian and Luo Tian were most likely no match for her, but she was just being modest. Why was Yun Chuan taking it so seriously?
"Then who do you think will win the next match between Ye Wudao and Mo Xie?"
Su Xuan asked in a low voice.
"Moye!"
Yunchuan spoke without thinking.
"Why? Ye Wudao and Mo Xie are at the same realm. Even if there is a difference, it should be very small, right?"
"It should be difficult for the two to determine the winner."
Su Xuan spoke out her own views.
"It's very simple. Did you notice Mo Xie's aura?"
Yunchuan raised his finger and pointed at Moye.
"What's wrong?"
Su Xuan was a little confused, she really couldn't feel it.
"That Mo Xie exudes an aura of destruction from head to toe. It's obvious that he cultivates the Way of Destruction, a Dao with the strongest killing power and the most terrifying destructive power. Ye Wudao, on the other hand, is just an ordinary swordsman. Apart from that sharp sword intent, I can't tell anything else about him."
Yunchuan waved his hand and looked at Moye.
Su Xuan nodded as if she understood.
"Next match! Ye Wudao versus Mo Xie!"
After cleaning the arena, three old men stepped forward and together they formed a protective barrier around the arena.
Ye Wudao was the first to step onto the arena, the big knife in his hand trembling, as if the knife was already hungry and thirsty!
Moye, on the other hand, walked onto the arena with bare hands and a lazy look on his face, taking one step at a time!
The three elders signaled the start of the match. Ye Wudao could no longer contain his excitement and rushed towards Moye first, the sword in his hand like a blood-thirsty tiger!
Mo Xie slowly raised her head, and the moment she saw Ye Wudao, her expression changed completely!
A pair of eyes like poisonous snakes stared at Ye Wudao, and a blood-red gas visible to the naked eye slowly emerged from his body!
"Destroy!"
Mo Xie exhaled softly, and a tangible blood-red gas suddenly rushed out, instantly covering the entire arena!
"cut!"
Ye Wudao's eyes were determined, he gripped the sword in his hand tighter, and slashed out!
boom--!!
Ye Wudao's sword was seen floating in the air, blocked by the blood-red gas, unable to move forward at all!
Ye Wudao looked at Moye coldly, and increased the strength in his hands again!
"cut!"
The aura of the ninth level of the Tianxu Realm completely erupted, and the arena was shaken to pieces, but Moye remained calm and suddenly shook!
Ye Wudao was blown away in an instant. A powerful force swept Ye Wudao away directly, leaving him with no ability to resist at all!
The two seemed to be at the same level, but the difference in strength between them was like an insurmountable chasm!
Mo Xie did not hold back, and the blood-red gas pressed forward again, blasting Ye Wudao's entire body into pieces!
But Ye Wudao still forced himself to stand up with his blood-covered body.
"You, don't you admit defeat?"
Mo Xie narrowed her eyes, and her eyes became clearer.
Ye Wudao suppressed the urge in his throat and swallowed a mouthful of blood, "I haven't lost yet!"
The words fell!
Mo Xie's body had disappeared from the spot, and Ye Wudao couldn't help but twitch his brows!
"Then you will most likely die!"
As the voice rang out, Mo Xie's body appeared in front of Ye Wudao, and there was no trace of pity in her eyes!
He threw a light punch, seemingly powerless, but in the next second, it actually shattered the protective barrier that the three old men had condensed together!
boom--!!
Ye Wudao's eyes suddenly widened, and his pupils were no longer their normal appearance, but were completely covered in blood!
The three old men did not hesitate and instantly moved to the three sides of the arena to work together to repair the protective barrier.
Ye Wudao fainted on the arena, while Moye left the arena on her own without even looking at Ye Wudao.
"This battle! Mo Xie wins!"
As the elder announced Mo Xie's victory, Su Xuan was also stunned. She looked at Yun Chuan, who still had an expression that said, "I had guessed this a long time ago."
"This Mo Xie is so scary!"
"Is the gap between people of the same realm so huge?"
Su Xuan swallowed.
"Of course, Mo Xie's Way of Destruction has long been superb, and Ye Wudao only has a stronger sword intent, so it is normal for him to be crushed."
"But what I didn't expect was that I thought Ye Wudao would only show this powerful sword intent on the surface, and that he should have some hidden cards. But it turns out that this sword intent is the only thing he can show. It seems that I have overestimated him."
Yunchuan curled his lips to himself.
"It's easier to talk while standing."
Su Xuan rolled her eyes at Yunchuan.
"If you meet this Mo Xie in the next round, just admit defeat and avoid physical pain."
Yunchuan continued.
"I know. I have a clear understanding of my own strength. Going head-on with Mo Xie is like throwing an egg at a rock."
Su Xuan looked at Yunchuan, and Yunchuan also looked at her.
Su Xuan's eyes gradually changed, and she looked at Yun Chuan as if he was a fool.
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