Ghost King’s Medical Consort Chapter 307: Han Bing Delicate Body【2】
There is no doubt that Fengyue Pavilion will win this game.
Looking at the competition stage, Mu Rufeng's eyes couldn't help but reveal a trace of tension that he didn't even notice himself.
"Brother, don't worry, Xiaoxiao will be fine, the sword in her hand is not simple." Mu Qianyue looked at him sideways, pursed her lips and smiled.
Mu Rufeng's cold face flushed slightly and nodded.
Suddenly, Tian Shuo's shocked voice resounded in Mu Qianyue's mind, "Hanbing Linglong Body? Hiss! I didn't expect to meet Hanbing Linglong Body here!"
Mu Qianyue was slightly startled when she heard the words, and replied in her mind, "What is the Frost Ice Body?"
"Hanbing Linglong Body is a very mysterious physique that has been handed down since ancient times. People with this physique are basically women, no, only women can have this physique, but not just anyone. A woman can have such a physique, which is rare in thousands of years. The speed of cultivation of the Hanbing Linglong body is very fast, and there are no restrictions." Tian Shuo explained, and his consciousness swept the Tong Xiaoxiao on the test stand. , continued, "It seems that her physique is not low."
"Listening to what you said, it seems that this Frosty Ice Body is better than my Qinglong bloodline." Mu Qianyue's eyes flashed brightly, her eyes staring at the figure on the competition stage.
"The power of the Qinglong bloodline should surpass that of the Hanbing's exquisite body. In ancient times, there were six major bloodlines coexisting: Yanhuang, Qinglong, Suzaku, Xuanwu, Baihu, and Tengshe. Among the six major bloodlines, the Yanhuang bloodline was the leader. , Qinglong is second... Beneath these six bloodlines, there are seven strange physiques, among which is this Frost Ice Exquisite Body." Tian Shuo said slowly.
Six major bloodlines, seven major constitutions!
Mu Qianyue suddenly felt that she knew too little about this world, it was just the tip of the iceberg, and she was more like a grain of sand in the world. If it weren't for Tian Shuo by his side, it is estimated that the planes that he could contact and understand would be even more pitiful!
At this point, the competition on the stage has already begun.
"Rainbow Meteor!" Tong Xiaoxiao shouted softly, and the Ice Thunder Divine Sword in her hand quickly danced.
The swordsmanship is elegant and light, and the blue long sword pulls out dazzling blue rays of light in the air. The sky is like a meteor shower, like a dream.
The graceful posture and swordsmanship are breathtaking, even making people forget that this is a fierce battle, more like a wonderful dance!
The footsteps flickered, and in the blink of an eye, the entire competition table was covered with small figures of children, and the blue sword shadow even wrapped the entire competition table.
Ding ding ding...
Clear collisions sounded one after another, and the fire flashed. Facing Tong Xiaoxiao's powerful attack, the Qin disciples and Fang disciples hurriedly used their swords to resist, but it didn't seem to be of any use. From the expressions on their faces It can be seen that the two of them were forced to retreat again and again under the overwhelming sword light, and they could only resist blindly, not even a single active attack.
This scene made people stunned, especially the Fang Family Master and the Qin Family Master. The expressions on their faces were extremely ugly, as if they had eaten a fly, and they were extremely uncomfortable. Damn, how can this woman be so strong! Such a strong explosive force, both of the fourth rank, and facing the attack of the two, can still prevail!
If this match is lost, the last match will not be needed at all. Fengyue Pavilion can completely occupy half of the usage rights of Monan Qingyuan!
That's a big loss for them! The original intention of the game was to attack Fengyue Pavilion. It was better to break up Fengyue Pavilion, rather than send it to the territory of Qingyuan in Monan.
"Thousands of Mountains Twilight Snow!"
Suddenly, Tong Xiaoxiao gave a light drink, and the swordsmanship that was dreamlike and airy before became fierce and domineering.
The sword shadow like a meteor shower condensed icy blue snowflakes in the air. The temperature in the air seemed to drop suddenly. The disciples shot away.
Countless snowflake blades hit the two of them, followed by two screams, and the two of them were knocked out at the same time, and fell off the competition platform, falling to the ground in pain. of howling.
The faces of the Fang family and the Qin family turned completely gloomy, their hands were tightly clasped together, anger surged on their faces, and they lost again!
Both contests were lost without a doubt! Originally, according to the strength of Fengyue Pavilion, it was impossible to win. Except for Tong Xiaoxiao, the others were very weak, but suddenly three young men and women came to Fengyue, and the situation seemed to have changed a lot.
In addition to sending Tong Xiaoxiao and Ye Hanqing from Fengyue Pavilion, there is also a girl in purple and a man in white who did not move. Intuition told them that the strength of these two people is even more terrifying! Stronger than Tong Xiaoxiao! If that's the case, the third game doesn't need to be compared at all!
However, they are unwilling to just give up the territory of Monan Qingyuan!
Fang Yiran looked at Tong Xiaoxiao with a bit of jealousy. She was about the same age as herself, but her strength was far from what she could compare to. It was really hateful. Moreover, this Tong Xiaoxiao seems to be constantly pestering Rufeng, and Rufeng doesn't even look at herself now, it must be because of her!
A flash of surprise flashed in Ling Feng's eyes. Whether it was Tong Xiaoxiao or the girl in purple, they were obviously much better than Fang Yiran. Before, he thought that Fang Yiran's talent was excellent, but now, he felt that she was weak, except for the beauty of Kong, but it seemed that even her appearance had become dull at this moment.
"The third game, I'll come." Mu Qianyue's mouth curled into a sneer, her beautiful face was as cold as frost, her steps were lightly lifted, and she was about to walk towards the competition stage.
Patriarch Fang suddenly stood up and shouted, "Wait."
"I don't know what advice Fang Patriarch has?" Mu Qianyue turned around, a look of contempt flashed in her dark eyes.
"Elder Xietian, City Lord Lin, I want to change the rules for the last competition." Fang Patriarch looked at Xietian and City Lord Lin and said.
"Oh, let's hear it." Qin Patriarch's eyes shone brightly, and he said quickly, he also knew that he would lose without a doubt, and he might only get half of Monan Qingyuan in the end. , of course he will not be reconciled.
"You can say it and see." City Lord Lin also nodded.
"Speak." Xie Tian said lazily.
Fang Patriarch's face showed a light of calculation, turned around to look at Mu Rufeng and the people beside him, a strange cold light flashed in his eyes, "The last competition was changed to send three disciples from each family. Go to Monan Qingyuan to hunt the dragon eagle, and whoever can hunt the dragon eagle before the sun sets, then the territory of the Monan Qingyuan belongs to whoever belongs, including our family's territory."
"You mean the previous games don't count?" Mu Rufeng sneered, it's really a good calculation, if they do something in Monan Qingyuan in the last game, it must be Fengyue who suffers Court.