Chapter 636 (1/2)
The two were less than half feet apart. He Qin could even feel Luo Feng's breath and the hot breath that was sprayed on her ear, which made her feel a little different. The pink earlobe appeared a little scarlet.
However, when she listened to Luo Feng's words, Dai Mei could not help puckering up slightly and looked up at Luo Feng. There was some doubt in her eyes:
”just like this?”
”Well.”
Luo Feng nodded and said with a confident smile, ”in this way, you can win.”
He Qin and Dai Mei, looking at Luo Feng, suddenly asked, ”you were thinking about this just now?”
”Not bad.”
He Qin's eyes flickered for a moment, holding the cold snow sword in his hand, said softly, ”I will win.”
Brush!
With a little bit of tiptoe, he Qin seems to be a light flying snow, falling twenty steps away from Liu Ling's body.
Liu Ling touched he Qin's eyes, and he was stunned. He immediately said with a smile:
”it's a good look. It seems that you have the confidence to surpass me today.”
He Qin glanced at the stage and drew out the cold snow sword without expression. ”Today I have to win.”
”That's not easy.”
Liu Ling's face showed a charming smile, and his two swords shed a cold light like snow. Looking at he Qin, he said, ”so do I.”
They stand opposite each other. He Qin's skirt is made of snow color. Under the sword, the skirt is placed automatically without wind. Flakes of snow are flying in the air around. The cold flow is disorderly. The cold is not ordinary, but sharp.
Liu Ling's eyes were also sharp. The blue light from his two swords turned the Biwu platform on the half into blue, which was opposite to he Qin's competition.
The atmosphere of the two people filled the arena, as if the whole world had disappeared from their eyes.
”It's amazing.”
”It seems that after yesterday's World War I, both of them regard each other as rivals that must be surpassed. I don't know who can win today! ”
The crowd in the audience were all affected by the tension between the two people, and their eyes did not blink.
When the sword reached its peak, he Qin's eyes were as bright as snow and said, ”now, let's start!”
”Good.”
Liu Ling replied that he Qin was standing in the same place with a sword spirit.
He Qin's face remained the same. He Qin's wrists shook. The wind and snow around him were so sudden that a huge wind and snow sword Qi was formed to block the blue sword Qi.
”Thousands of mountains are covered with snow!”
Blocking Liu Ling's sword, he Qin's sword moves never stopped. He Qin's figure flew out, ignoring the distance of more than ten steps. He Qin's sword covered the front with countless snows and attacked Liu Ling's right side.
”Well?”
In Liu Ling's eyes, there was a flash of different colors. The two swords came out together. The green swords formed a turbulent flow of fierce swords and swept out.
Hiss, hiss, hiss
Two different forces meet in the air, and the broken sword Qi flies in all directions, which will tear biewutai into holes.
”It's a close match again. It seems that if the two want to separate the winner from the loser, at least after a thousand moves.”
In the audience, people saw two swords, regardless of the level, and a thought flashed through their hearts.
”Flying snow!”
Seeing Liu Ling block his attack, he Qin doesn't care. He moves lightly. The cold snow sword is wielded continuously. Every time, it's a strong and cold sword. It attacks Liu Ling's right side. It's a sharp Qi force that makes the competition platform dance in the wind and snow.
”This way again, isn't it...”
The smile on Liu Ling's face disappeared. He Qin looked at him with great solemnity, and there was a bad feeling in his heart.
”Maybe just by accident...”
An idea flashed through Liuling's mind, and the strong blue light burst out from her sword.
”Spring swallows fly together!”
The green sword Qi turns into a blue flying swallow, which makes a melodious sound and encircles Liu Ling for three meters.
Boom
The sword Qi and the flying swallow collide continuously, forming a violent wave. The whole Biwu platform is humming and chattering.
Fifty moves.
A hundred moves.
……
Two hundred moves.
Under the stage, Zihong looked at the two men who were fighting fiercely and frowned: ”it seems that this duel will end in a draw again.”
Zhou Zhiyun nodded slightly. He Qin understood the meaning of sword, while Liu Ling was better. The strength of the two men was comparable. Unless one side shows a fatal flaw, it is not easy to distinguish the winner from the loser.
Boo!
The sword Qi collides with each other.
”Another attack on my weakness...”
Liu Ling's figure flies back, his face is scarlet, she is breathless and looks at he Qin with great concentration.
It can also be explained by chance twice at a time, but it is not by chance that he Qin has been holding on to her weakness.
Or it seems to others that she and he Qin are close to each other now, but Liu Ling is the only one who knows that only two hundred moves can be found. She consumes more than eight hundred moves yesterday. If she holds a deadlock, she will surely lose. It seems that she can only end the fight as soon as possible.
”Two swallows fly together!”
With a flash of beautiful eyes, Liu Ling takes the initiative to attack. His two swords close together. The sword Qi forms a blue cyclone. With a sharp howling sound, he Qin is attacked. The speed is as fast as lightning, as if a white line has been pulled out in the air.
He Qin felt Liu Ling's urgency and did not change his face. His white wrist trembled, his cold snow sword drew half circle and stabbed two swords in a row.
”Wind, snow and clouds!”
The sword Qi drives the snow on the platform, which is even more powerful. The two sword Qi tracks are inconstant, left and right.