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Latest website: Wang Shuyue hooked her lips and smiled at her. Xu Rong was startled, and Wang Shuyue immediately rushed towards her.

In the first four days, Wang Shuyue was almost passive, and Xu Rong hadn't missed every game, so she designed a new trick specifically for Wang Shuyue's passive moves.

However, she never expected that she would take the initiative to attack?

Seeing Wang Shuyue condensed a large sword made of wood element spiritual power in her hand, and when she slashed her head at her, Xu Rong's heartbeat was almost half beat.

She sinks, and since she can't escape, then fight it!

With a little toe, the relay jumped into the air, and the giant sword swung into the air.

Seeing that the two swords were about to collide together, something unexpected happened.

The big sword in Wang Shuyue's hand suddenly swayed from side to side, it turned out to be a soft sword, not a hard sword.

When the big sword fell, it bounced back. The sword in Xu Rong's hand was touched with the force of a mountain and sea. Xu Rong only felt a heartache from the tiger's mouth, and the pain was so painful that she felt that her entire arm was about to be broken. I couldn't hold the sword at all.

With a "clang", the sword in his hand was directly released and flew down the ring.

Xu Rong looked up in horror, and met Wang Shuyue's sorry smile, "I'm sorry."

Before the words fell, the sword flicked like a whip, and directly shot her out!

"Hiss~" Xu Rong took a deep breath, and regardless of the pain in his arm, she grabbed the long pole with the flag on the edge of the ring, so that she could stay on the edge of the ring so as not to lose too ugly.

"Acceptance." Wang Shuyue fell from the air, Shi Shiran clasped her fists.

Xu Rong stared at her for a moment, seeming to be accepting the fact of her fiasco, until she calmed down a little bit, then she turned and jumped off, picked up her sword, and left in shame.

"younger sister!"

Seeing Xu Rong walked straight out of the game, Xu Hao hurriedly called: "There is another one. Where are you going?"

Xu Rong left without looking back, Xu Hao looked at her father Xu Wuya worriedly, "Father!"

Xu Wuya shook his head lightly, preventing Xu Hao from trying to chase after him, and sighed lightly:

"It's a good sword to grind, so it's okay to let her know that Xu Rong's deeds is nothing, and kill her spirit."

Upon hearing this, the guests nearby cast admiring glances at Xu Wuya.

Worthy of being the master of a village, this pattern is extraordinary.

Xu Hao had no choice but to suppress the worries in his heart and continue his final competition.

Right now, there are only six people who need to compete on the court.

After the two-by-two duel, the judges will decide the rankings according to their scores.

Wang Shuyue glanced at her current ranking, she ranked fourth with one point more than fifth.

The rules of this last game are different from before. The six monks can choose their opponents by themselves. If the selected opponent agrees, the two will automatically pair up successfully.

If the selected person disagrees, it can only wait for the last remaining person.

Another point is that the selected two sides, as long as one side wins, the other side can get all the points of the other side.

Wenqi ranks first in the current score.

If she can get her points, Wang Shuyue will be able to secure the first place.

But as long as she wins any one of the other four, she will be able to enter the top three, firmly rank second, and choose the magic weapon she wants.

However, the premise of this is that after Wenqi won the first place, she would not choose the light water sword.

Therefore, when the referee announced that he had started to choose freely, and seeing Wen Qi walking towards her without hesitation, Wang Shuyue was panicked and a little bit happy, and her mood was quite complicated.

This **** fate~

It is strange to say that after so many matches, Wang Shuyue and Wen Qi have never been up against each other.

So, why Wenqi, who has always been thinking about having to compete with Wang Shuyue, would miss this only opportunity?

"Come on." Wen Qi's voice couldn't hide his excitement, and the blood all over her body was clamoring to defeat Wang Shuyue, with a strong fighting spirit.

Wang Shuyue asked helplessly: "If Senior Sister loses, she will miss the top three. Are you sure you don't consider changing your personal choice anymore. Let's have a win-win situation?"

Wen Qi raised her eyebrows coldly, and sneered: "They are not worthy of being my opponent."

Wang Shuyue: "......" Then should I feel honored?

"Doesn't Senior Sister want that sword very much? You really don't think about it anymore?" Wang Shuyue finally confirmed with an embarrassing and polite smirk.

"No, if you can beat me this time, the grievances between you and me will be wiped out." Wen Qi's expression is rarely serious.

Wang Shuyue asked slightly, and couldn't believe that Wen Qi let go of her hatred so easily.

"If you have all chosen, let's enter. Who is the first to be on stage?" The referee and chief Xu's parents always asked on the stage.

Wang Shuyue took a deep look at Wen Qi, and the two raised their hands at the same time.

"US!"

The audience suddenly boiled over, and you can see the first place match-up finals. Nothing is more exciting than this.

"Okay, please, those two please."

The elder smiled and stepped back, looking forward to the good show.

Wang Shuyue and Wen Qi came to the middle of the ring, and the two stood on each side. Without words, their fighting spirit rose instantly, making their clothes rustle.

The audience off the field felt this coldness and immediately fell silent.

Wen Qi has long been unable to feel everything from the outside world, in her eyes, only the opponent in front of her.

The same goes for Wang Shuyue, she just wants to win.

The wisps of chill spread across the ring, and the chill climbed from the soles of the feet to the back, and Wang Shuyue immediately felt the pressure from the opponent's realm.

The two of them looked at each other quietly, despite the horrible sword aura spreading, but they didn't see any action.

The sword in Wenqi's hand has not even been out of its sheath.

But no one dared to question her speed of drawing the sword.

This is the first sword sect, and the disciple of the head of the Yunhe sect, he has learned the indestructible and ruthless sword intent, so powerful that it can't be destroyed at all.

Some people admire Wang Shuyue's courage, but some others are optimistic about her.

It is not easy for people with complex emotions to be ruthless.

At least in Wang Shuyue's view, Wen Qi's ruthless practice is not yet home.

She turned on her eyesight ~www.readwn.com~ and stared at each other closely, like a hunter waiting for her prey, not missing the slightest flaw in her.

There is only one chance, she must seize it!

Suddenly, Wen Qi moved, and the four fingers holding the hilt tightened tightly. She tapped her thumb on the hilt slightly, a "buzz" sound of the sword sounded, and the sharp sword came out of its sheath and stabbed like electricity. .

This speed was so fast that only afterimages remained, as if there was a teleport, two points and a line, moving together, people had already arrived in front of Wang Shuyue.

Wang Shuyue was still standing, as stable as Mount Tai, Wen Qi's sword could hardly see any flaws, and even if it had, it would not be enough to inflict a severe blow on her.

Therefore, Wang Shuyue could not choose a sword.

She was chanting the tactics in her mouth, and at the moment the sharp sword stabbed, her figure flashed, avoiding the sharp sword, and came to Wen Qi's back.

A strand of broken hair fell down. It was the broken hair around Wang Shuyue's neck. Wen Qi frowned. She was very dissatisfied with the result!