Female Match Counterattack: Goddess of Special Forces

Chapter 213 Not Worthy to Be an Enemy
Wu Daoxuan and the others looked at Qian Shanyue with a trace of surprise in their eyes, but it disappeared in an instant.

Obtaining strange treasures and strengthening their cultivation, they all had these before.

Qian Shanyue has been doing missions outside again, so it is not surprising to have a little adventure and get a little treasure.

"Brother, please!"

There was a smile on the corner of Qian Shanyue's mouth, and her well-understood eyes were calm and calm.

Mo Zhuochen nodded slightly, tapped lightly on the soles of his feet, and he was already standing on the middle stage of the competition.

The white clothes are like jade, and the tall figure seems to contain a huge power.

Like him, Qian Shanyue also wore a white Taoist robe.

Although she is also handsome, but standing next to Mo Zhuochen, she suddenly becomes a scene board.

Because of the two of them, all of a sudden, people gathered under the stage of the competition.

Some female cultivators couldn't help but blush.

Hua Qianning couldn't help frowning, she couldn't guess the outcome between them.

Before, Qian Shanyue's cultivation level was lower than that of the elder brother, so he must have lost.

However, now that his cultivation level is inexplicably higher than that of the elder brother, it's hard to say.

This person is thoughtful and has a lot of bad brains.

Although the elder brother is very strong in the way of swordsmanship, it is unknown how many times he will encounter such a treacherous villain.

"Senior Brother Qian, come on!"

Originally, Feng Luqing, who was supposed to be standing behind Wu Daoxuan, had already stood pretty and lively under the competition stage, cheering and encouraging Qian Shanyue in a charming voice.

"..."

Hua Manxue was still standing behind Su Muran, her face was slightly stiff, she bit her lower lip lightly with her white teeth.

She was so unwilling, she also thought, standing under the stage like that, cheering for Senior Brother Qian.

However, it is simply not possible now.

That Feng Luqing really has no sense of shame, senior brother Qian obviously doesn't like her, yet she still tries to get up to her.

She has already established her foundation, but she doesn't even participate in the big-competition, she's not a great talent!

Hua Manxue looked at her with contempt. This kind of woman is not worthy to be her enemy at all.

She, Hua Manxue, really disdains this kind of person.

At that moment, her eyes turned to the table again.

At this time, Qian Shanyue and Mo Zhuochen had already fought.

Both of them were sword cultivators, and the two swords touched together with a ding.

They are all in the Golden Core stage, and the aura emanating from their bodies will make everyone around them short of breath for a while.

The people who were crowded around the table all backed back involuntarily.

With a slight wave of the ice in Mo Zhuochen's hand, an icy blue light shadow roared towards him.

Accompanied by the powerful sword energy, a wave of blizzard also rushed towards Qianshanyue.

Qian Shanyue's expression froze slightly, and he blocked it with his sword guard. His sword seemed to be wrapped in water.

Around the sword, there seemed to be a stream of water, soft and not to be touched.

Probably, the sword energy of Mo Zhuochen was too cold, and the watery gas around Qianshan Yuejian was suddenly frozen.

Qian Shanyue frowned, and with a slight force in her hand, the ice on the sword body shattered into pieces.

With a light wave of his hand, like ice picks, they flew towards Mo Zhuochen.

With a slight sweep of the ice sword in Mo Zhuochen's hand, the snowflakes were wanton, and those ice picks were immediately pulverized into smoke and dust.

"..."

In Qian Shanyue's eyes, there is no longer a sliver of complacency, but a trace of viciousness seems to be added to it.

　
(End of this chapter)