Since Bai Er is so confident, she naturally has to believe him.
Yun Zheng slightly raised the rattle in her hand, and at that moment, a light pink smoke quickly came out and gathered in the middle of the ring.
A rough and unbridled laugh rang out from the audience. "I want to see what the spirit of this rattle looks like. Could it be a three-year-old baby? Hahaha..."
Soon, the voices of the crowd stopped.
Because the human form that appeared was really shocking.
His long pink hair fell behind his shoulders. His face was pale, but his facial features were very handsome. He had an indifferent expression, and he stood tall in a long gown. His dark eyes seemed to hold a feeling of contempt for the world. He held the handle of the rattle in his left hand.
Although Bai Ershi is shorter than the old man's sword spirit, the auras of the two are evenly matched.
The moment Xiye Weifeng saw Bai Ershi, she was a little surprised, but she soon calmed down, because when she saw the rattle in the hand of this young friend Yun, she intuitively felt that this rattle was an extraordinary item.
Now it seems that she guessed right.
The old sword spirit raised his eyes and stared at Bai Ershi seriously, "My name is Qing Teng."
Bai Ershi: "Fourteen twenty."
After the two men introduced themselves to each other, the atmosphere on the ring instantly became tense.
The people who had been belittling the rattle were now speechless, because it was obvious that the spirit of the rattle was not someone to be trifled with!
Although he is not easy to deal with, he cannot defeat the sword spirit Qing Teng.
The next moment, everyone's attention was instantly drawn to it.
On the stage, the sword spirit Qing Teng took the lead in attacking Bai Er. With the sword intent as a guide, Qing Teng conjured up the phantom of the green-patterned ancient Teng sword in his palm and suddenly attacked Bai Er's chest.
Bai Ershi stepped back a distance with an expressionless face.
As he raised his right hand slightly, a sharp mysterious force quickly hit the shadow of the long sword.
Bang!
With a loud bang, the powerful aura and pressure from both sides spread out instantly.
Almost everyone under the ring felt a palpitation.
So strong!
They knew that the sword spirit Qing Teng was powerful, but they didn't expect that the spirit of the rattle was also so powerful. This really proves the saying: Don't judge a book by its cover; don't judge the depth of the sea by its depth!
This scene fell into the eyes of Dai Xiuzhu and others, and they were also very shocked.
"Junior Sister Yun..."
Dai Xiuzhu muttered to himself in amazement, "To think he had such a powerful trump card! You have to know that the opponent is the sword spirit of the Qingwen Guteng Sword! In Langzhou, there are almost no artifacts that can match it. As far as I know, the dean's White Bone Divine Sword is one of them!"
"Great job, boss! Great job, boss's spirit too!" Qi Po shouted excitedly.
Seeing this, Sun Zi was also infected by Qi Po's emotions. He also raised his hands and shouted madly: "Come on! Come on!"
Mu Yin scoffed, "Childish."
But when he saw Bai Ershi actually forced the old sword spirit back a few steps, his eyes lit up and he couldn't help but shout excitedly: "Shi Si Ershi, don't be polite, beat him! Bring out your swagger! Come on, hurry up!"
Yan Chen: “…”
Feng Xinglan: “…”
When Sun Dongling heard their shouts, she felt a little uncomfortable for some reason. She looked up at Senior Brother Yuezhou beside her.
Senior Brother Yuezhou’s gaze will still fall on Senior Sister Yun.
Why did the people around her always focus their attention on Senior Sister Yun after she came? She knew that Senior Sister Yun was excellent, but she just didn't want Senior Brother Yuezhou to look at other women.
Senior Brother Yuezhou had been bullied before, but his heart was not with Qiu Manlan and the others.
But now...
Dai Xiuzhu noticed that Sun Dongling was silent and thought she was unwell, so he asked with concern: "Dongling, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell? Do you want to go and rest first?"
Yue Zhou also heard these words. He turned to look at Sun Dongling and asked softly, "Dongling, are you feeling unwell?"
Sun Dongling was wearing a mask, so no one could see the subtle expressions on her face. She nodded silently, "Senior Brother Yuezhou, I have a headache. Can you sit with me for a while?"
Yuezhou was about to say "OK", but Dai Xiuzhu beat him to it unexpectedly.
"Yuezhou's cultivation is low, so he can't protect you. Let Senior Brother Dai take you to sit nearby."
After Dai Xiuzhu finished speaking, he immediately took Sun Dongling's arm and walked through the crowd towards the outside.
"Senior Brother..." Sun Dongling hesitated to speak, and kept looking back at Yuezhou. He was so anxious that he almost broke free from Dai Xiuzhu's hand.
"Senior brother is here." Dai Xiuzhu responded naturally.
Sun Dongling was so depressed that she felt anxious.
She didn't want Senior Brother Dai to accompany her, but she wanted Senior Brother Yuezhou to accompany her!
Now, she felt even worse.
…
The battle on the ring was very fierce.
Bai Er's movement speed was extremely fast, and he could almost avoid 60% of the sword spirit Qing Teng's attacks, while the remaining 40% were blocked by Bai Er's active counterattacks.
The two weapon spirits remained in a stalemate.
Bai Ershi never used the rattle in his left hand, and the sword spirit Qing Teng did not use his true strength. It seemed that the previous rounds were just tests.
Nishino Weifeng looked at Bai Ershi, then raised his eyes to look at the little girl standing in the distance opposite. Although the little girl was young, she had a natural aura when she stood there, which should not be underestimated.
Which family's younger generation could this be?
Sudden--
Qing Teng's figure flashed and landed on the ground. His palms faced downwards and his five fingers suddenly closed together.
In an instant, his hand pulled out a sword from the gap in the space below. This sword was dozens of times stronger than the sword shadow just now.
As the long sword came out, the entire arena was suddenly enveloped by a powerful sword energy, and the air flow in the space made a crackling sound.
In mid-air, one could faintly see some lightning and sword intent that had turned into substance.
Flashing!
Everyone widened their eyes when they saw this scene.
Even Feng Xinglan's expression turned a bit solemn. What a powerful thunder sword intent. No, the weapon spirit itself is the sword intent. To transform the sword into intent, and to give birth to life from intent, this is the way of the sword!
At this time, Yun Zheng's expression became a little more serious.
These sword intentions that turned into substance were somewhat beyond her expectations, but also within reason.
She stared at Bai Er's back.
At this moment, Qing Teng raised his sword, and his figure moved so fast that his shadow could not be seen. He came in front of Bai Er, the sword was out, and the sword intent instantly burst out and attacked Bai Er's chest!
clang!
The lightning sword intent that had materialized in the air had transformed into a formation without anyone noticing.
Boom boom boom——
Use the sword formation to control the range within which Bai Ershi can escape, and launch the most maximized and effective attack!
Just as the long sword was about to pierce Bai Er's chest, Bai Er suddenly raised his eyelashes slightly, and his gray face looked a little scary.
Boom!
Bai Er moved the rattle in his left hand.
In an instant, the long sword was abruptly stopped in mid-air.
Qing Teng's expression changed slightly, and he glanced at the rattle in his hand with fear. He quickly put away his sword, and then swept the sword away again!
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