Princess Sets Poison Again Chapter 472: One stroke wins, fearless strength

Chapter 472 One move wins, I am afraid of strength

Seeing Xiang Liyang, Bai Li raised his eyebrows in surprise, cupped his hands and said, "Please enlighten me."

Xiang Liyang was also taken aback for a while, and then he cupped his hands, "Junior Sister Bai, please enlighten me."

In the audience, Xue Han became worried when he saw that Bai Li's opponent was Xiang Liyang.

"Why did Junior Sister Bai meet Senior Brother Shangxiang?"

Yu Wenbai frowned and looked at Xue Han, "Brother Xiang, how can he face Junior Sister Bai?"

Compared to Senior Brother Xiang, Junior Sister Bai is obviously more terrifying.

Xue Han glanced at Yu Wenbai coolly.

What does he know?

Although Senior Brother Xiang is not as talented as Zuo Yuqing, he has always been the hardest working student among them, and his cultivation is also the top among them. In Zixia Peak, under Zuo Yuqing is Senior Brother Xiang. The strength should not be underestimated.

On the stage, after the two saluted each other, they started fighting.

The white raccoon knew that Xiang Liyang's cultivation was not weak, so he didn't use Zhan Jie, so he directly used the Burning Heart Sword.

The two of them swung their long swords, hitting from the stage to mid-air, and then back to the stage from mid-air, it was very lively.

The elders on the high platform watched the competition between the two without blinking.

Although Bai Li's cultivation level is not as good as Xiang Li Yang's, judging from these sword moves, the two are on par.

After hundreds of moves, neither of them won.

The white raccoon frowned and narrowed his eyes.

She has always had a good relationship with Senior Brother Xiang. Originally, she wanted to compete with him in sword moves without using profound strength, so that it would not hurt anyone, but she didn't want their sword moves to be on par.

Actually, Xiang Liyang also had the same thoughts as the white raccoon. The white raccoon has always been kind to them since he went to the Zixia Peak, and even gave them a pill before. Whether he can hurt White Fox or not, he doesn't want to hurt her.

"Brother Xiang is careful."

The white raccoon let out a coquettish cry, then waved out a cyan black force with the Burning Heart Sword.

There is no other way but to use profound strength, it can't be wasted like this all the time, there has to be a difference between the superior and the inferior.

Looking at the swiftly flying cyan dark energy, Xiang Li Yang quickly used the dark energy in his body to block it.

With a "boom", the purple profound energy collided with the blue profound energy.

Xiang Liyang was repelled dozens of steps in an instant before barely stopping.

The disciples watching the game below all stared wide-eyed in shock when they saw this miraculous scene.

"Am I dazzled? The cyan profound strength is actually stronger than the purple profound strength."

"Junior Sister Bai is too good, Senior Brother Xiang was almost knocked off the stage by her."

"That's right, Senior Brother Xiang is only second to Senior Brother Zuo. She was able to repel him so easily, it's really amazing."

Not only the disciples below, even Xiang Liyang was surprised.

Although he already knew that the white raccoon was powerful, he never thought that she could knock him back so easily. The most important thing, he could see that she didn't use all her strength, and even weakened her own strength on purpose, because she was afraid of a sudden attack. If you shoot, it will hurt him.

Xiang Liyang regained his composure, and smiled at Bai Li, "Junior Sister Bai, you don't have to be polite, just make a move, even if Senior Brother loses, you can still lose happily."

The white raccoon froze for a moment, then laughed.

Brother Xiang is straightforward, since he doesn't like her letting him go, then she will obey him. Sometimes giving your best is the greatest respect for your opponent.

"Be open-minded to senior brother, then I will not be polite, just watch the trick."

As the white raccoon said, he waved two strands of profound energy towards Li Yang.

This time, the white raccoon didn't hold back his strength, but used his full strength.

Seeing Li Yang's situation, he immediately used his profound energy to block it.

With a "boom", the blue spiritual power directly swallowed up the purple profound power, and Xiang Liyang was even sent flying.

Looking at the stage far away from him, Xiang Liyang wanted to stop, but he couldn't stop at all.

At this moment, everyone was stunned.

Junior Sister Bai actually defeated Senior Brother Xiang with just one move, oh my god, how powerful this is.

This time, even the elders on the high platform were stunned.

Although Elder Tu and the others knew the power of the white raccoon, they were surprised when they saw it.

Xiang Liyang is definitely not weak in Zixia Peak, he can even be said to be the best, but he can't pass a move in this girl's hands. The key is that this girl is still Qingling. If she is promoted to Moling, Bai Spirit, how powerful it will be.

Even Bu Yangzi was stunned for a moment, and then he looked relieved.

This girl is indeed a prodigy in martial arts. If he, Bu Yangzi, can accept such two disciples in this life, he will be able to see clearly even after death.

Here, Rui and his party also nodded appreciatively.

Although he didn't teach her Hunyuan, he was really happy for her.

But regardless of whether she can be the first disciple of Fengshen, she is still his first disciple of Qingding Peak.

Although Yan Junxian who was sitting in front couldn't see anything on his face, there was relief in his eyes, and there was also a hint of pride that others couldn't detect.

Shijiu on the side was not in the good mood of the other elders, with a dark face full of displeasure.

I didn't expect this girl to be so powerful. I thought Zuo Yuqing would definitely win this match, but now it seems that it is not good.

Shi Jiu raised his eyes and glanced at Zuo Yuqing, but he also looked worried.

Zuo Yuqing clenched his fists and frowned at the white raccoon on the stage.

Even Xiang Liyang can be defeated with one move, what kind of quick method did this **** girl use to be so powerful.

Not to mention other people, Bai Li was also dumbfounded, staring at his hand in a daze.

She just confiscated her strength, and she actually pushed Senior Brother Xiang off the stage, when did she become so powerful.

But if Ah Mo puts all his strength, she will obviously be unable to survive a move in his hands.

"Xiang Shixiong!"

Seeing that Xiang Liyang was about to fall off the stage, Bai Li finally came to his senses and shouted anxiously.

Damn it, she clearly thought not to hurt him before, but who would have thought that she would hurt him just after she made a move.

Hearing the anxious voice of the white raccoon, Mo Beichen suddenly stretched out his hand.

The rich black spiritual power flew behind Xiang Liyang, and Xiang Liyang's body stopped in mid-air instantly.

The cold spiritual power penetrated into his body, and Xiang Liyang instantly felt that his internal injuries were getting better little by little.

The black spiritual power swirled in the air, and Xiang Liyang returned to the ground safely.

Seeing that Xiang Liyang landed safely, the white raccoon breathed a sigh of relief.

Xiang Liyang raised his eyes to look at the white raccoon on the stage, and a wry smile appeared on his lips.

After all, he is not as good as her. Although he never thought of being the first disciple, it always hurts his heart to be defeated by a disciple who is so younger than him.

Turn around to Li Yang, and bow to Mo Beichen, "Thank you, Junior Brother Mo, for your help."

Mo Beichen glanced at him indifferently, but did not answer.

Knowing Mo Beichen's temperament, Xiang Liyang was not annoyed, and turned around after thanking him.

Yu Wenbai, Xue Han, Chang Mingze and others stepped forward together and surrounded Xiang Liyang.

"Brother Xiang, what do you do?"

"Brother Xiang, are you okay, are you injured?"

Xiang Liyang smiled and shook his head, "I'm fine."

Junior Sister Bai's profound strength is indeed formidable, and he did suffer an internal injury just now, but it should have been healed by Junior Brother Mo.

Whether it is Junior Brother Mo or Junior Sister Bai, they are all beyond their reach.

At this moment, Xiang Liyang made up his mind to practice hard.

Although his talent is mediocre, hard work can make up for his weakness. I believe that one day, he will also have his own world.

Elder Yuan came back to his senses and raised his voice happily, "Bai Lier has advanced."

"Squad leader, squad leader..."

"Big sister, big sister..."

The disciples of the Yellow Character Class and the Qingding Peak cheered excitedly when they saw that the white raccoon had won.

The white raccoon turned around and bowed to the elders on the high platform, then flew off the platform.

The white raccoon flew in front of Mo Beichen and looked at him seriously.

"Thank you Mo."

Mo Beichen raised his eyebrows, "Thank me for what?"

The white raccoon's coquettish eyes flickered slightly.

Thank him for helping her save Senior Brother Xiang, she knew that he was always the last person to care about these things, and it must be because of her that he made a move today.

"In short, thank you."

The white raccoon winked playfully at Mo Beichen.

Mo Beichen chuckled, and stretched out his hand to take the white raccoon into his arms.

The white raccoon didn't struggle, and buried his head in Mo Beichen's arms, regardless of everyone's gaze.

The surrounding disciples were instantly stuffed with another mouthful of dog food.

Ming Lanqi over there looked at the white raccoon nestled in Mo Beichen's arms, and instantly blushed. Holding the bamboo stick tightly in his hand, even if the bamboo thorns were pierced into the palm of his hand, he didn't feel the slightest pain.

"Disciple No. 2 is on stage to compete."

Hearing Elder Yuan's voice, Che Shengjie immediately flew onto the stage holding a bamboo stick.

After waiting for a long time, I didn't wait for another disciple to come on stage.

Elder Yuan frowned and shouted again, "No. 2 disciple is on stage to compete, who is No. 2?"

After hearing the words, everyone looked at their bamboo sticks, and after confirming that they were not No. 2, they all looked at each other in blank dismay.

"Who is the second number?"

"I don't know, why haven't you come on stage yet? Do you want to abstain from voting?"

"Abstained, didn't Brother Che advance directly?"

Hearing everyone's discussion, Ming Lanqi came back to her senses, looked down at the blood-stained bamboo stick in her hand, and frowned suddenly.

Stuffing the bamboo stick into his sleeve, Ming Lanqi tapped his toes and flew onto the stage.

"Junior Sister Ming, why is it you?"

Seeing Ming Lanqi, Che Shengjie instantly widened his eyes in surprise.

Elder Yuan on the high platform also frowned.

I didn't expect that it would be the two of them in this round.

When these two disciples competed together, Elder Yuan didn't know whether to be happy or worried. He was happy that one of them would advance, but worried that one of them would be eliminated.

Compared to the astonishment of Che Shengjie and Elder Yuan, Ming Lanqi remained expressionless.

No matter what, she must advance.

Ming Lanqi glanced at Che Shengjie coldly, without saying anything, and started fighting with him.

Minglan's seven long swords swung around, and from time to time she swung out a few bursts of profound energy.

But Che Shengjie couldn't ignore it like this.

He has deep affection for Ming Lanqi, and he is not willing to use heavy hands, so he can only hold back his hands everywhere, not daring to use all his strength, for fear of hurting Ming Lanqi.

Even though Che Shengjie gave way in every possible way, Ming Lanqi still couldn't gain the upper hand, and the two of them were almost tied.

Looking at the competition on the field, the white raccoon squinted his eyes.

This Che Shengjie is not weak, and he is also an infatuated man, but even if he treats Ming Lanqi like this, then Ming Lanqi will probably not understand his painstaking efforts, let alone like him, which is a pity His affection.