"It was the first time I saw what the sword spirit looked like, although it only appeared for a moment, which was a bit of a pity."
Mu Chongxi stabbed with his sword, and Qin Huai chose to grab the sword in his hand at the same time.
Mu Chongxi immediately kicked Qin Huai in the chest. He did not hold back and two of Qin Huai's ribs were broken. He stopped, turned around and stabbed him again. He was injured to varying degrees during the fight.
Their strengths are equal, and their spiritual swords are of similar level. If this continues, whoever runs out of spiritual energy first will lose.
Mu Chongxi quickly distanced himself from him, threw the Chaoxi Sword into the air, and stepped on it.
He slowly took out the talisman that Ye Qiao and Ming Xuan had stuffed into him from the mustard seed bag.
There are also the pills given by Xue Yu.
"I'll reward you with a talisman." Mu Chongxi said as he scattered it on the ground like a lunatic to comfort Qin Huai.
Qin Huai: “…”
If it was just an ordinary talisman, he would not be afraid, but Ye Qiao's talisman had little killing power and was extremely insulting. He did not want to make a fool of himself in the competition.
Qin Huai could only keep dodging in a panic, and once he stopped, Mu Chongxi would become even more ferocious.
Qin Huai held the Qingfeng Sword in his hand, looked up, and said irritably: "Come down."
Mu Chongxi stepped on the sword, scattering talismans crazily, and sneered back: "Come up."
The two of them stayed like this for a whole day.
When they were almost exhausted, Qin Feng could no longer control himself and said, "Come down if you have the guts."
"Come up here if you can."
"..." Ye Qiao was so sleepy that he leaned against the side and almost fell asleep.
“This is the longest match I’ve ever seen.”
"I don't know who will win, I just know I'm going to be exhausted to death."
The other disciples silently shed tears of envy.
Why don’t they have a junior sister who can make pills and draw talismans?
Whoever has more resources wins.
If it drags on, it will depend on who runs out of spiritual energy first.
Mu Chongxi took advantage of the small gap and when Qin Huai finally couldn't hold on and showed signs of decline, Mu Chongxi seized the opportunity to knock him to the ground and kicked him off the stage. After Qin Huai got off, he also lay on the ground.
Like a salted fish without any dreams.
I’m so tired…
I should have known this earlier, so I didn't teach him personally.
"Win?"
"We won." Those behind us also realized it later.
"Fuck it, it's finally over. Your dad is so sleepy."
“Who won?”
"Mu Chongxi."
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