Sword Mountain Tournament 17 Contradiction
In the end, Leng Can only occupied a quarter of the entire realm occupied by the two of them.
Ji Shufeng: "..."
Xi Chengming: “…”
Yin Yi: “…”
audience:"……"
Cong Mo: "Yes, it can open a realm."
The three of them looked at Cong Mo, then at Leng Can, their mouths twitching and they were speechless.
Mu Xue was speechless. She floated down and whispered to Leng Can, "Master, don't be so stubborn. Even ice isn't solid at your level."
"Hiss..." Leng Can bared his teeth, wanting to be angry but unable to say anything. He threw the sword to her and said, "Forget it, forget it. You can do whatever you want from now on. I won't give you any orders. Take those spirit stones I gave you. Use them when you can. Don't use your full strength if you can't. If you really can't win, just surrender."
"Oh...I understand." Mu Xue sighed.
Leng Can immediately stood up straight, his face filled with anger, and he said seriously, "I'll let you go. After all, you have to lose."
The opponent gritted his teeth, "I thought you were so powerful, but now it seems you are nothing. Go!"
The fire sword spirit opened its body, and several fire seeds grew all over its body.
"Is he going big?" Yin Yi asked.
"Not really." Xi Chengming said, "It's the intermediate form, Cong Mo, you should know better."
"Yeah," Cong Mo analyzed. "They're conserving their strength. With a score of 3 to 2, even if they win the remaining two games, they'll still lose overall. It's better to conserve their strength. But we have to try. After all, there's a reward for winning."
"Come on!" Leng Can shouted, "Muxue, you transform too."
Mu Xue glanced at him quietly, swung her tail and hit the ice, which slid from her head down her face to her body, forming a layer of fine ice chips, and even the sword in her hand was stained with coldness.
I won’t move unless the enemy does.
Both sides were waiting for the other to attack first.
Mu Xue didn't have that much patience. She swung her tail in annoyance, and the hand that was not holding the sword turned into an ice arrow and threw it at the other party.
The fire sword spirit was like a switch was touched, its body reacted, it rolled over to avoid the attack, and rushed towards her.
A few steps forward is the scorching ground. The two attributes are mutually exclusive. Although she can dissolve fire, it does not mean that she is not afraid of the scorching fire.
Although she could tolerate it, it was not conducive to her self-defense and attack.
The ice materials that can be used in the realm are too scarce, and it is impossible to build an ice wall or an ice cover for protection. In the first round, I cannot add all my spiritual power to it, so how can I break the deadlock?
Mu Xue stayed where she was, without moving, thinking about how to fight, continuously launching ice arrows to attack, just waiting for the opponent to come and fight.
The situation was tense, and he was obviously at a disadvantage. Leng Can did not have the mental strength as strong as Cong Mo, and could not change his state and extend it in the middle of the battle.
He didn't really want to admit that he was a waste, but he really couldn't handle the current situation. His spiritual power was weak, so why should he use injection in the first game? How should he deal with the next few games? He was a little panicked.
In the first game, Mu Xue must not be allowed to get hurt. If she gets hurt in the first game, the following games will only make it more difficult to deal with her, and he will definitely lose.
He didn't dare turn around to look at Cong Mo, and he didn't want Cong Mo to lose the game.
The fire sword spirit has rushed in front of Mu Xue. The two of them are fighting with swords in their respective areas of expertise. Fire and ice are entangled, and a strange light is splashed out.
The other side has not crossed the line and does not seem to want to suffer too much loss.
Leng Can looked at the two sword spirits fighting in the field, and understood.
"Master Jianyi!" He raised his hand, "I admit defeat in this round."
"What?" Xi Chengming yelled from the sidelines, "There's still a chance, damn it, why did you..."
"Xi Chengming!" Cong Mo held the sword against his chest, "I advise you to be more careful with your mouth."
"What did I say?" Xi Chengming said with disdain, "Obviously..."
"Brother." Yin Yi stepped forward to dissuade him, "Leng Can's choice is right. He can't beat the other party. Admitting defeat is the best way to preserve his strength."
"We've already secured victory," Ji Shufeng stepped forward and advised, "There's no need to start an internal conflict over this matter."
"How dare you protect him so much?" Xi Chengming demanded harshly, "If you can't defeat him now, do you think you can defeat him later?"
"He will try his best." Cong Mo raised his eyes, his dark eyes revealing a terrifying murderous intent, "We will definitely win too."
"You're him? You're us?" Xi Chengming was furious. "What gives you the right to guarantee this? Can you, f*cking, guarantee this for us? Can you go on our behalf? What gives you the right?"
"Is it enough for us, the Merciless Dao, to leave the Immortal Mountain if we can't get into the top three?"
In an instant, everyone quieted down.
Ji Shufeng clenched the hem of her clothes with her fingers, "Cong Mo, you..."
"Xi Chengming, we'll still be friends after we leave the battlefield, provided Leng Can recognizes you as his friend. If he hates you, I don't mind killing you with my sword. You have to know that if I want to do this, Xianshan won't necessarily go against me to protect you." Cong Mo's eyes were cold, and his words were icy. "And we have to be in the top three to stay in Xianshan. Since we're a team, I will be responsible for you to the end, but Leng Can, you can't touch me."
Leng Can came down from the battlefield and had carefully prepared an apology, but he saw several people on the verge of a fight. He asked tentatively, "Xiao Mo, you..."
"Nothing." Cong Mo dropped his sword. "Ji Shufeng, it's your turn. Maintain your strength. If you can't win, just admit defeat."
"Okay." Ji Shufeng and Leng Can glanced at him as they passed by sideways. "I wish you success."
Leng Can found it strange, and after she came on stage, he directly asked the remaining three people, "What happened? Did you have a fight? Could it be... because of me?"
Cong Mo didn't say anything. He pulled Leng Can aside and distanced himself from them. "Xiao Can, this has nothing to do with you."
"Xiao Mo." Leng Can rubbed her head vigorously, and bent down slightly, so that he was on the same level as Cong Mo. He looked at her and smiled widely. His light freckles trembled slightly with his smile, like a cute little bird flying through the woods. "Tell me what happened, okay? We agreed not to have any secrets from each other."
Cong Mo's tense expression relaxed slightly, "When did you say that? How come I didn't know?"
"You don't remember!" Leng Can exaggerated, "Xiao Mo is really bad, but I don't remember it either, so we're even. But now I've said it again, and we have to remember it between us!"
"Yeah." Cong Mo nodded vigorously.
Leng Can rubbed her head, hugged her in his arms, and stroked her back up and down.
He was comforting Cong Mo, and also comforting himself who had been frightened on the battlefield just now.
"I hug you, what are you going to do?"
Cong Mo paused and put his arms loosely around his waist.
"Xiao Mo is so good." Leng Can continued to stroke her fur, "So now there can be no secrets between us. You have to tell me what happened."
Cong Mo slowly explained the general situation to him.
Leng Can turned his head, his heart pounding, and he was very happy, "Is Xiaomo defending me?"
“…Yeah.” Cong Mo hesitated for a moment and nodded in response.
Cong Mo would not lie, and the answer he gave made his heart burn.
Leng Can tried his best to steady his breathing. "Xiao Mo, we are a team. Unity is important. If you quarrel now, it will be difficult to continue the battle in the future."
"But...he wants to hurt you."
"He was just a little impulsive."
Leng Can coaxed, "Let me handle this matter. If it fails, how about you teach him a lesson instead?"
"Yeah." After a long time, Cong Mo replied.
"Brother, you shouldn't be so impulsive." Yin Yi held his forehead. "Leng Can is important to Cong Mo. Besides, our victory is already decided. There's no need to keep arguing. Leng Can's approach is right."
"I was just angry for a moment, and since you all protected Leng Can, I got even angrier and said something I didn't think of." Xi Chengming shrugged. "Who knew Cong Mo would be serious?"
"You're the one who's been overly talkative. You just can't change this bad habit." Yin Yi said helplessly, "Cong Mo practices the ruthless way, and Leng Can also practices the ruthless way. They finally made it to the Immortal Mountain, and everyone wants to stay here. They want to win more than any of us, and you still say that to her."
"I..." Xi Chengming pursed his lips, "I know, I did say something too much, it's not enough to apologize to her."
But the voice became smaller and smaller.
"Brother..."
"Xi Chengming." Leng Can stepped in between the two of them, interrupting their conversation. "Are you an idiot?"
"you…"
"What do you mean by 'me'?" Leng Can rolled his eyes and pointed at his chest and cursed, "You can scold me, it's fine. After all, it's not your style for me to admit defeat and bow my head. I couldn't win and ran away early, so it's normal for you to think I'm embarrassed, but what's wrong with you scolding Xiao Mo? She's so good to us. She always thinks about how to win the game. This is also for you, right? You are so ungrateful. I really should have stabbed you together with Ji Shufeng in the illusion!"
"We are here to solve the problem, don't curse." Yin Yi held him back.
"What? Are you feeling bad? Why should I feel bad for someone who's as strong as a pig?" Leng Can was furious and started scolding everyone he saw. "Yin Yi, you don't even know how to offer some comfort."
"I tried to persuade him," Yin Yi complained bitterly. "Do you know how terrifying Cong Mo was at that time, and how murderous he was? I was so scared that my legs went weak. I was lucky enough to be able to speak."
Xi Chengming said helplessly, "Can't I just go and apologize?"
"Have an attitude." Leng Can pushed him down. "When Ji Shufeng comes down, I'll apologize to you too. Then I'll treat you to a feast at Chunfeng Tower in Beijing. It's delicious!"
"Thank you!" Xi Chengming waved his hand and slowly walked in front of Cong Mo, blushing. "Well... I'm sorry, I spoke too harshly just now. Don't be angry."
"I... am sorry too. No, that's not the right way to say it. You, don't be angry." He spoke haltingly, like a baby learning to speak, and Cong Mo had a blank expression on his face, not looking like he was apologizing at all.
The corner of Xi Chengming's mouth twitched, "Then... shall we make peace?"
Cong Mo looked at Leng Can behind him, and after confirming that Leng Can nodded to her, he also agreed, "It's reconciliation."
"Alright, alright!" Leng Can stepped forward and hugged one of them with one hand, "We are still good friends."
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