The sunset over the blue lake.

The stage in the martial arts arena seems to be much higher than before.

Mu Qingyun stood on the east side of the ring, where he could watch the sunset, but he still had some doubts in his heart.

Could it be that by participating in the Anbang National Competition, as Chen Yi said, she could gain experience, gain some qualifications, earn some money, and make her mother Yue Ling live a more comfortable life?

It doesn’t mean that you can make it through one or two rounds, that it doesn’t mean it’s too bad and embarrassing, it just doesn’t matter.

Isn’t it said that the main reason for visiting Zhaocheng is to enjoy the scenery, relax and go shopping?

Chen Yi glared at Mu Luosheng menacingly in the audience, as if he wanted to summon his fellow apprentices to attack him in a group fight.

The crowd of people in the stands shouted loudly: "We must win, Zhang Qingqing must win!"

"Miss Zhang, we must win!"

According to common sense, Mu Qingyun is not easy to win.

But this battle cannot fail.

Hey hey hey, hey hey hey.

Mu Luosheng's expression suddenly changed, his sword fell in the air, and his body finally lost its center of gravity.

At this moment, Mu Luosheng suddenly had some enlightenment and couldn't help but smile: "That's okay."

She seemed to be dancing on the tip of a knife that could cut her in half in an instant. She was so happy and so relaxed that everyone under the ring and on the seats were broken into cold sweats.

But would Mu Luosheng be unprepared?

The injured valve and weakness he is showing now are true, and how much is a symptom?

Mu Qingyun knew that the people in Muzimen had extremely abnormal resilience.

After a long while, the audience in the stands woke up - "Ahhhhhh!"

Everyone on the wooden door uses knives, but he is the only one who uses a sword, so his swordsmanship is very special. It has the agility of a sword and the power of a sword.

Perhaps Mu Luosheng also thought that she would use soft moves like 'Spring Feeling' to overcome hardness with softness.

The note was written by Situ Qingshuang. The handwriting was a bit sloppy, and the person who wrote it was obviously weak.

There are at least tens of thousands of people in the Kingdom of Light!

Zhuo Yanfei tried her best to tighten her mouth, nodded gracefully and smiled.

The heavy sword was swung out with his left arm, and the sword flew away with rocks. The sword seemed to be caught in a thundercloud, vibrating and trembling with a buzz, and a flush appeared on Mu Luosheng's face.

This man has abnormal physical strength and a calm mind. He will not relax when he has the upper hand, nor will he be discouraged when he is behind.

How to fight this Mu Luosheng?

Prior to this, Master Zhuo and a group of seniors had analyzed the characteristics of Mishima's wooden gate moves for them, and they had analyzed Mu Luosheng from head to toe countless times.

The whole place was silent.

But even after seeing it, facing his sword, facing his eloquent attack without any signs of exhaustion, Mu Qingyun was still like a boat in the stormy waves.

The body seems to be burning.

This sword is very good, but its difficulty is very high, which is rare in the world.

Mu Luosheng was obviously injured, and she could see where his injuries were.

Mu Luosheng's sword is very fierce.

Mu Qingyun's sword is both beautiful and fierce.

Mu Qingyun's spine tensed, and his long sword flew forward, suddenly spinning out a brilliant sword flower.

The setting sun seemed to suddenly burst out with more blazing brilliance.

Even in the Yuncheng Martial Arts School, there are only a few top masters from the past ten years who can master this set of swordsmanship.

How many young warriors are there in the Sky Blue Continent?

Unexpectedly, Zhang Qingqing actually attacked!

The system interface also seemed to be on fire, and the attribute points behind the sword skills were rising rapidly.

For a moment, everyone was shocked and gasped.

At this moment, her desire to win trumped everything else.

In fact, Mu Qingyun is indeed not relaxed at all.

At this moment, Mu Qingyun was wielding the sword with no regrets in every move and refused to leave any behind.

And Mu Luosheng is actually good at strategy when fighting with people.

It didn't matter before, but now, his physical strength and energy are not enough to support such a rhythm.

Mu Qingyun balled up the note and stuffed it back to Chen Yi, nodding with a smile.

There are only a few lines of words on it, and they just say that Mu Luo's Qi Gate was injured, and his Qi was consumed a lot. He may not be able to hold on for long, so don't confront him head-on for the time being. Try to delay as much time as possible to find an opportunity to win.

The sky seems to be getting brighter.

With a slight movement of her body, Mu Qingyun's strength suddenly spread out. With this sword wind, her sword force also spread out, like free water or spreading wind.

Only the warriors present knew how miraculous this victory was.

But in fact, he seemed to have fallen into the other person's rhythm.

No matter whether the opponents he encounters are strong or weak, he takes them seriously.

Countless messy things were thrown into the sky.

The arena collapsed, and Mu Qingyun's sword fell from the sky amid flying sand and rocks. Before the sword could reach it, the sword wind rushed forward, and Mu Luosheng's body fell down suddenly.

Mu Qingyun closed his eyes and recalled every battle he had fought, but he couldn't find any flaws.

Mu Luosheng's eyes seemed to be confused, but his sword was still as steady as a mountain, and he softly shouted: "Okay!"

Everyone originally suspected that perhaps after Zhuo Yanfei, "He Meng" might become extinct.

The final blow!

Mu Qingyun felt pressure rushing towards her face, several times stronger than before, but her thoughts were extremely clear at this moment.

"Win!"

The sun was still setting, and the lights were on in the martial arts arena.

"Crane Dream!"

Mu Luosheng narrowed his eyes, and his body suddenly paused. All the strength in his body was concentrated in one place, his knees, waist, and spine, converging on his left arm. The speed of the epee increased three times in an instant.

Boom!

Ten minutes passed by in a flash. The referee hurriedly came on stage, looked around, grabbed the time and shouted loudly: "Start!"

It works!

All the warriors present who had seen Zhuo Yanfei’s ‘Crane Dream’ exclaimed in surprise.

Even so, Mu Qingyun's sword became faster and faster, and it became more and more dazzling.

This He Meng swordsmanship is both incredibly beautiful and extremely fierce and fierce!

I’m talking about ranking the entire Sky Blue Continent.

After four or five seconds of silence, the referee loudly shouted: "The winner, Yuncheng Martial Arts School, Zhang Qingqing!"

Many people couldn't help but take a peek at Zhuo Yanfei.

"Qingqing."

Chen Yi hurried over and handed a note to Mu Qingyun.

She looked at Mu Luosheng quietly.

Mu Qingyun's sword is sharp yet light, and the sword light is like thunder dancing in the sky, mysterious, dazzling, and dangerous.

Mu Luosheng lowered his eyes, and continued to hit faster and faster, and his moves became more and more fierce. After a while, he was sweating profusely and his clothes were soaked, and he suddenly realized that he thought he was using his rhythm to coerce the little girl in front of him.

A thin layer of sweat appeared on Zhuo Yanfei's palms.

The ‘delay strategy’ mentioned by Situ Qingshuang seems to work.

Everyone held their breath for a moment.

Cheers spread.

When Mu Qingyun enters the ring competition, it goes without saying that when competing with ordinary opponents, whenever he competes with powerful opponents, he usually uses softness to overcome strength and defeat the enemy.

"Hmm."

The spectators outside the venue were so excited that their faces were red and sweat was pouring down their faces.

Mu Luo was born among the younger generation under the age of twenty-five, but he was ranked among the top thirty masters.

The excitement lasted for at least twenty minutes before everyone remembered that they should greet Mu Luosheng.

Mu didn't mind. He took the medicine from his doctor and took it. He waited patiently for the doctors to gather around Mu Qingyun. After asking each one and checking their pulse, he stood up and walked over, smiling: "

Miss Zhang, what kind of swordsmanship are you doing?"

Mu Qingyun also showed the demeanor of a heavenly king, and said calmly: "The deer croaked and the flowers went away, and the crane dream came back in the rain. This sword crane dream was created by Zhuo Gong!"

Zhuo Yanfei smiled.
Chapter completed!