My imagination has come true

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Zhuo Yanfei looked solemn: "Situ, my girl didn't become famous by Mu Luosheng!"

How old is Qingqing?Zhuo Yanfei had high hopes for her, and in the usual martial arts competitions between his brothers and sisters, he would give a few words of advice to let everyone know the severity of the attack, so as not to damage Qingqing's confidence.

Situ Qingshuang nodded: "I will win."

Mu Qingyun has only practiced martial arts for half a year, although she is nuanced, her internal strength is still shallow. Xu Ping is the youngest daughter of the Xu family, and she is only seventeen this year.

The 17-year-old girl didn't even reach the microscopic level, she could enter the semi-finals, even she herself felt that this must be a metaphysical event.

I don't know what's going on, she fights all the way up, and all the opponents stretch their hips.

She almost met all the guys who came to play around in the entire Ampang Dingguo Competition.

There are only two famous opponents that she can't beat.

One was vomiting and diarrhea before going on stage, and his legs were weak. After getting into the ring, he had only passed two moves, and he quickly conceded defeat. He wanted to rush back to fight.

The other one was even more unlucky. After leaving the dormitory, everyone arrived at the martial arts arena. Suddenly, he received a letter from his junior sister, saying that her husband had eloped with his cousin, and he had already left the city gate.

This is a good time, if you still have the mind to fight, leave Xu Ping and rush to beat her husband.

I heard that this man beat her man into a pig's head, and by the way, beat her uncle, uncle, aunt, sister-in-law, all kinds of friends and relatives who were helping her husband until their noses and faces were bruised.

Xu Ping was promoted with a sullen face, not happy at all.

She really couldn't understand, why would a man dare to fall in love with a real martial arts master?

So you are not afraid of death?

Anyway, Xu Ping's current level is really not enough to match Mu Luosheng.

It has no value at all.

Xu Ping obediently sat on the ponytail, a 17-year-old girl with a childish look on her face.

Zhuo Yanfei looked down at her, covered his face with his hands, and sighed sullenly.

He didn't say anything after all.

He didn't tell Qingqing not to win against Xu Ping.

Early in the morning of the second day, Mu Qingyun got up, and Chen Yi fed her until she was half full, and then went to bring a new suit of clothes over.

A layer of light and soft wire armor was sewn inside the new clothes, all of which were woven from extremely elastic metal wires.

Then sew two layers of inner lining on the innermost side, so as not to damage the skin.

Mu Qingyun knew at a glance that this was done by Chen Yi and several senior sisters, and the way of tying the knot was Chen Yi's usual habit.

She couldn't help smiling: "Not bad, very light."

"Well, I hope it never comes in handy."

Dressed neatly and doing some activities, Mu Qingyun was still as light as a swallow, and hurriedly set off to draw lots.

At this time, the inside and outside of the martial arts arena were densely packed with human heads.

Most of the people in Zhaocheng sat in the stands.

Warriors gathered from all over the place.

Mu Qingyun successfully drew Xu Ping.

In the early morning of autumn, the wind is already a bit chilly.

Mu Qingyun stepped onto the ring with a big stride, turned around and looked around, and various banners were displayed one after another in the stands.

"One leaf knows the autumn, and you will win!"

"Zhang Qingqing, come on!"

"Xu Ping, the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold, you can do it!"

Countless spectators shouted excitedly.

In the last few games, the audience's sense of participation is obviously much stronger than at the beginning.

At the end of each game, these spectators would get together and make a similar analysis.

Which competitor has what kind of trick, what characteristic little moves will appear on the field, and even all kinds of gossip outside the field have become hot topics.

Mu Qingyun got the nickname 'One Leaf Knows Autumn' after fighting a light kung fu master from the Swallow Sect.

At that time, the referee raised the topic first, saying that Mu Qingyun had a delicate mind and excellent eyesight, and could see through all the opponent's weaknesses at a glance.
The referee's words were obviously a compliment, but they were actually somewhat of a complaint.

Who made Mu Qingyun only love to use one trick, but it is so unpredictable and hard to figure out. Every time he is a referee for her, he must concentrate on it, and dare not be negligent for a moment.

In a group arena match like this, the winners and losers are clear at a glance, what does the referee do?It is to ensure that no matter the winner or the loser in the arena, they can still live with all their arms and legs.

In fact, the responsibility is heavy, meeting a martial artist with such cunning methods as Mu Qingyun, he will lose a lot of hair.

The competition has progressed to the point where all the outstanding players have their own loyal 'fans'.

Mu Qingyun laughed, lowered his voice and said, "Senior Sister Xu?"

Xu Ping understood: "Twenty tricks?"

"to make."

Mu Qingyun drew his sword suddenly, and whispered in his mouth: "Ande Yitian Sword, cross the sea and cut off the long whale!"

Once the sword was released, it was like a silver sword piercing through the Milky Way, just touching Xu Ping's sword.

Xu Ping smiled, the Xu family's swordsmanship opened and closed, even if it was entrusted by her, she was full of aura.

The two fought together in an instant, the sword light flickered like a dream, like a rainbow interlaced with the sun, tense and dangerous everywhere.

The full house of spectators screamed.

A group of fighters in the stands, as well as these people from the competition committee, looked at each other, tried their best to suppress the twitching of the corners of their mouths, and honestly put on a serious look.

Some reporters came to interview, even if they were the historian's note-takers, they all looked calm.

"Who will win? There are various possibilities on the battlefield. Zhang Qingqing's Baiyun Sword and Xu Ping's Xu Family Sword are both majestic and righteous swords, and they are both excellent."

Anyway, it's just a bunch of things that seem to be very professional, but they are similar to Che Jilu.

Several historical writers laughed, and wrote a few sentences seriously in spring and autumn style, and finally praised the competition as the second, and friendship as the first.

There is nothing wrong with the purpose of Anbang to stabilize the country.

Not long after, Zhuo Yanfei stood up suddenly, no longer relaxed, and looked at the other arena, with a hint of nervousness in his eyes.

On the ring, Situ Qingshuang's sword suddenly became extremely quiet.

"got windy."

Zhuo Yanfei closed her eyes.

I saw a 'thunder' attached to the sword body, and all of Situ Qingshuang's energy was raised to the limit at this time, turning into this earth-shattering move.

Thunder wrapped around the long sword, rolled up whirlpools, and roared away, as if no matter who was facing him, he would be completely buried.

For a moment, the sword light was fierce, and even Zhuo Yanfei in the stands closed his eyes.

boom!
Zhuo Yanfei's face lost all color in an instant.

Situ Qingshuang flew upside down, hit the guardrail, vomited a mouthful of blood, and fell to the ground. He struggled to get up twice, but couldn't help but vomited two more mouthfuls of blood. When his eyes went dark, he lost consciousness.

The sword light dispersed on the ring, but Mu Luosheng was standing still.

There was also a trace of blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, and his chest was split open, revealing the silvery light inside.

Mu Luo grew up exhaling: "What a powerful sword!"

"...What a powerful soft gold armor!" Zhuo Yanfei whispered softly, and suddenly turned to look at Mu Qingyun and Xu Ping.

Mu Qingyun's expression was solemn, seeing Xu Ping's false move, which instantly turned into a killer move, with awe-inspiring killing intent.The long sword trembled slightly, stuck to the sword in an instant, and sent Xu Ping off the ring together with the sword.

Zhuo Yanfei: "There's no need to wait for tomorrow."

The competition committee immediately announced that the final battle of Anbang Dingguo will start in 10 minutes.

Mu Qingyun got off the ring, passed Mu Luosheng naturally, and went to the big ring in the center first.

Zhuo Yanfei took a deep breath and said in a low voice, "Can I find an excuse to kill this kid now?"

(End of this chapter)