Rebirth of the Strongest Seventh Prince

Mo Xue and Richie stood opposite each other, one was the biggest dark horse of this session, and the other was the champion of the previous session. Both of them showed extraordinary strength, and it remains to be seen who will win in the end.

Offstage, Chu Lingfeng teased, "My dearest sister, isn't Richie chasing you so hard? So, are you tempted? At least a little bit!" This time, the beautiful Chu didn't pinch anyone's ears. She said with a gloomy face, "I just can't have that kind of love feeling for Senior Richie. I've told him many times before, but he just won't listen!"

Chu Lingfeng smiled and said, "That guy wants to impress you with his perseverance. I have to say, he really put his heart into it. Don't you plan to give him a chance?" Chu Feiyun said helplessly, "Don't talk about him. I get a headache when I mention his sister."

"Okay, let's not talk about him, let's talk about this game. Who do you think will win?" Chu Lingfeng pointed at the two people on the stage.

Chu Feiyun tilted her head and thought for a while, then said, "It should be Richie. After all, his strength is obvious to all and he has more experience. Although Mo Xue is also quite capable, he has never participated in a competition before."

Chu Lingfeng leaned close to the beautiful lady Chu's ear and said mysteriously, "If I tell you that Mo Xue's strength is level seven, do you still think Richie has a chance to win?"

Chu Feiyun's eyes widened, and she asked in disbelief, "Are you sure?" Chu Lingfeng nodded affirmatively, and looked at Richie on the stage with some sympathy and said, "So, your pursuer is in trouble, and your championship is no longer secure!"

There was a gleam in Chu Feiyun's eyes, and no one knew what she was thinking.

In the arena.

Richie smiled and bowed, "Richie from Grade 4, Class 1 has met Junior Sister Mo Xue. She has extraordinary skills, and I admire her very much. I hope you can teach me something!"

Mo Xue's voice was still cold: "Mo Xue from Class 3, Grade 3, nice to meet Senior Richie. Senior, you are too polite. I don't deserve the title of 'give me guidance'!"

Richie shook his head and said, "Junior sister, why are you so modest? Others may not know, but how could I not know that my junior sister's strength has broken through to the seventh level? If we were to fight with only fighting spirit, I would not be her opponent."

As soon as Richie finished speaking, there was an uproar in the audience. Li Wan's face turned pale. She had always believed in her brother's words. If her brother said that Mo Xue's strength was level seven, then it must be level seven. Then wouldn't her brother be...

Mo Xue frowned slightly. She didn't expect that Richie had already seen her strength, but she was soon relieved. When she was competing with Ouyang Wanku a few days ago, she did use some power beyond the sixth level at the last moment. Richie should have seen it at that time. After all, he was at the peak of the sixth level and was very sensitive to the power of the seventh level.

On the high platform.

The four deans were also watching the two people on the stage at this time. Richie was He Yuntian's favorite student. In order to avoid suspicion, the four deans could only watch the game on the high platform.

"I really want to know, which old monster's disciple is this Mo Xue? He is already a great swordsman at such a young age, so amazing!" Xiao Xingtian sighed and looked at Mo Xue with a wonderful look.

Hu Bugui nodded, and said with a slightly ashamed tone: "I also want to know. You know, when I graduated from Saint Violet, I was only at the sixth intermediate level, which was far behind others!"

Shui Lingna looked at He Yuntian with a gloating look on her face, and said heartlessly: "Old He, your favorite student is going to suffer a setback this time, and his championship title is no longer secure!"

The corner of He Yuntian's mouth twitched fiercely, and he said unhappily: "Don't bother with your old witch. How could my disciple He Yuntian only have such little ability? Although Mo Xue is a seventh-level swordsman, Richie's family swordsmanship is not to be underestimated. Who will have the last laugh is still unknown!"

Being called an old witch by He Yuntian, Shui Lingna's mouth twitched, and then she sneered: "What a joke! You're showing off your lousy sword skills. Didn't you hear what Old Xing said? That Mo Xue must be the descendant of some old monster. How could she not have good fighting skills? In my opinion, there's no hope for your apprentice!"

"You..." He Yuntian pointed at Shui Lingna and was speechless for a long time.

"Okay, okay, you are already old, why are you still like children, quarreling at every turn!" Xiao Xingtian smiled and acted as a peacemaker.

Offstage, Chu Feiyun had an ugly look on her face. She had thought that Chu Lingfeng had lied to her, but she had not expected Richie to say the same thing. Judging from Richie's character, what he said was most likely true.

Seeing that the beautiful lady Chu didn't look happy, Chu Lingfeng smiled and comforted her: "Sister, even if Mo Xue is at the seventh level, so what? Don't you still have a sixth-level peak Hong Luan? It shouldn't be a problem to deal with a seventh-level great swordsman!"

Chu Feiyun said depressedly: "Relying on a magic pet to win is never bright, I would rather use my own strength to win, but with my strength, I can't deal with a seventh-level swordsman, I can only rely on Hongluan!"

After hearing what the beautiful Chu said, there was a bit more appreciation in Chu Lingfeng's eyes. It was really amazing that the beautiful Chu could think of this.

"when"

The bell rang, and the referee stood up and said loudly: "The first match of the semi-finals of the 198th Saint Violet Martial Arts Competition has officially begun!"

"Zheng"

Richie and Mo Xue drew out their swords almost at the same time, and swung their swords to emit sword energy at each other. The two sword energies collided in the middle, creating gorgeous sword flowers. This was a small test between the opponents.

"Junior sister, be careful!" Richie greeted, then his body trembled slightly and split into three, and three figures flew towards Mo Xue at the same time.

Mo Xue frowned slightly. Richie's body movements were not simple. The two clones were not illusions and had a certain attack power. It was difficult to identify which one was the real one. However, Mo Xue only frowned slightly. Richie's tricks could not embarrass her.

At the moment when Richie's three figures pounced over, Mo Xue moved, and his graceful body flashed past between two figures. The speed was so fast that Richie didn't even have time to react before Mo Xue easily escaped from the encirclement of his three figures.

The first encirclement and suppression failed, but Richie was not discouraged. The three figures turned around quickly and attacked Mo Xue again. However, this time Mo Xue did not give him the chance to surround him. His body spun in the air, and a half-moon-shaped black sword energy swept out. The seventh-level sword energy smashed Richie's two clones like a broken bamboo, and Richie himself was forced to retreat again and again by the sword energy, and his long sword was hit by Mo Xue's sword energy and made a "clang" sound.