A five-year-old junior sister, she is the group favorite of four crazy critics

This was definitely an amazing competition.

The cold sword shone brightly, and the seemingly fragile and delicate ice-carved sword body was like the hardest rock. It collided with the bamboo sword and did not lose the upper hand at all.

Strong sword winds collided, and in the first move, the two men fought head-on. It seemed that the two were evenly matched, and no one had a clear advantage.

"Come again!"

Bei Wan gritted his teeth, raised his sword with his backhand, spun around and jumped up, using his short legs to attack Qi Youqing's lower body.

A sword cultivator relies not only on the sword, but also on himself. He is his own sword, and every move is integrated with the sword.

Qi Youqing also gradually got into the state. The cold sword in his hand became more and more in harmony with him, and he dissolved the little girl's attack without any leaks.

The swords collided with each move being fierce, and their speed was so fast that some people with the same level of cultivation could not see clearly, and it took them some time to react.

Those with lower cultivation levels could only see two afterimages moving back and forth across the arena. The sounds of breaking wind and colliding weapons allowed them to roughly guess how ruthless and fast the two men were.

The sword skills exchanged between the two can be said to be the best among their peers.

The elder of Xizhou College said: "Your Ancient Desolate Clan is also full of talented people. Your swordsmanship, although not superb, is also outstanding."

The elder of Dongzhou College, who is also the ancient clan, laughed and joked, but he was a little unhappy in his heart.

Gu Huang Wu Shu was a big trouble to them. They needed Gu Huang Wu Shu's talent, but they did not dare to share the real power in the clan with him. He could only be a puppet.

But now, this kid’s talent and brilliance are a little too strong.

Among the young people today, the default first-tier genius in the past was Zhao Yujiao from the Zhao Yu family in Beizhou, while Leng Jing and others were in the second tier.

Even though the first and second tiers are next to each other, people treat people in the first and second tiers completely differently.

because……

There is only one strongest person, and this person, if nothing unexpected happens, will be the next head of the family. He will bring endless glory to the family and become the idol of many younger generations in the family.

Jun Beiwan, a man from Cang Yan City who suddenly appeared and could even crush Zhao Yujiao, suddenly appeared.

Cang Yan City became famous in an instant, and the attention and curiosity were the beginning of subsequent worship and vassalage.

But now, if Guhuang Wushu defeats the little girl from Cangyan City, the Guhuang clan doesn't know how many disciples will start to worship and believe in him, and Guhuang Wushu will be difficult to control. This is not the scene they want to see.

Qi Youqing retreated backwards, leaving a terrible mark like a cold sword on the hard ground of the arena, before he stabilized his body.

He swallowed the bloody taste in his throat, and the hand holding the cold sword trembled slightly.

Although the Ru Han Sword is powerful, this is the first time he has cooperated with the Ru Han Sword. Even though there is a natural fit between the man and the sword, it is still inferior to the cooperation between the little girl and the Bamboo Zhuo Sword.

Bei Wan's hand holding the sword was also numbed by the shock. Her petite figure rolled backwards under the impact, and then she stabilized herself.

If senior brother only fights with her with swords, he will probably suffer a loss.

Just as she was thinking this, she saw the graceful senior brother opposite her giving her a very faint smile.

He opened his thin lips slightly, and his voice was neither sad nor happy, but like heavenly music, with a sacred and otherworldly tone that made people feel tight in their hearts.

"Disperse."

coming!

Bei Wan perked up instantly. She had never experienced the power of her senior brother's spiritual power before.

It is estimated that apart from the enemies, the fourth senior brother is the only one in the sect who has experienced the confinement of the power of words.

And relying on his understanding of his senior brother's spiritual power, Bei Wan's first thought was:

What exactly does the word "scatter" that senior brother just mentioned mean?

Jun Shuci, who was sitting in the audience, curled the corners of her lips slightly, and a hint of interest appeared in her beautiful eyes.

"He was able to discover the most special attribute of the Ruhan Sword so quickly."

Mu Yuya was puzzled: "What attribute?"

Jun Shuci tapped her knees lightly with her fingers, then raised them and pointed at the ring: "Look!"

Mu Yuya knew that Sister Jun was happy. What a refiner loves most is that his unique design features can be discovered and recognized by others.

On the stage, the whole body was as clear and beautiful as a cold sword. The moment Qi Youqing opened his mouth, it was like scattered starlight, dissipating in a dream.

The cold sword disappeared, but she was not affected at all. The little girl lowered her eyes slightly, and for a moment she couldn't guess what her senior brother was going to do.

"Entangle." Qi Youqing spoke again.

Lines of soft, water-like light blue energy appeared in the air. They were as soft and gentle as silk and had no lethality.

But only Bei Wan, who is deeply involved in it, knows how difficult these things are.

Zhu Zhuo Jian was completely defeated at this moment.

The flexible water-attributed silk seemed to be a natural nemesis of any weapon. It could not be cut or pierced, and the entire Bamboo Burning Sword seemed a little awkward.

The Phoenix Fire was not afraid of the ice attribute of its senior brother, but it could not do anything to the transformed Ruhan Sword. Once the fire attribute touched the annoying silk ribbon, the silk ribbon would immediately dissipate and turn into dreamy stars, and then recombine in the air.

If the wood attribute is used, it will be even more troublesome. Water can produce wood, but that is ice. The implicit restraint puts Bei Wan in a dilemma.

It's like a deadly quagmire that can drag people to death.

Bei Wan knew that he couldn't be entangled, and he couldn't follow the thinking of his third senior brother.

Bei Wan has always placed her position in a positive light. In terms of scheming and cunning, even though she has been trained by the fourth senior brother for a long time, she still doesn't have much chance of winning against the third senior brother.

The sword...is no longer usable.

For a Word Master, close combat is a weakness, but for my senior brother, it is not the case.

Born in the Cang Yan Sect, he had been beaten since childhood. Even though he later lived alone on the Third Peak and looked frail and sickly, he could still kill a person with one punch.

Qi Youqing looked at his junior sister not far away, his eyelids slightly closed, and his thin lips opened again: "Decided."

He had just used the power of the spirit of words on Ru Han Jian, but Ru Han Jian had no intention of resisting. Moreover, the sword had special properties, the ice and water attributes combined with his ever-changing skills, so he hardly had to expend any effort.

Now, with just one word, Qi Youqing's face suddenly turned pale.

Junior sister, you’re not easy to control!

Bei Wan felt the invisible restraint coming from all over his body, as well as the strange feeling that his soul and body were being separated.

Is this... the feeling of being controlled by the Word Spirit?

It's really not that wonderful.

The dreamy starlight floating in the air instantly condensed into several cold swords, and the sword tips flashing with cold light were all aimed at the little girl from top to bottom.

Everyone in the audience and on the stage had their heartbeats quickened.

Is this a sign that the young genius from Cang Yan City is going to be defeated?

However, the little girl who was surrounded by swords and whose body was controlled by the art of words looked up and revealed a very light and gentle smile. Her expression was serene, as if she was in a sea of ​​flowers instead of being surrounded by sharp swords.

Qi Youqing frowned slightly and suppressed the emotions in his heart. He still looked the cool and noble flower on the mountain top.

The hand hanging by his side moved slightly, and the sword hanging in the air stabbed downwards mercilessly.