Big Moon Ballad

Chapter 2571 Fierce Battle

Although there are many different ways for wind mages to fight, as is the characteristic of wind mages, no matter what fighting method they adopt, speed is their greatest advantage.

But no one thought that the mountain ghost could be so fast.

Those watching the battle nearby were all the top practitioners in the continent, some of whom had reached the Heavenly Stage for many years and were close to the second stage. These people had excellent eyesight, but still no one saw the route of the mountain ghost's movement.

The sharpest eyes in the world could not catch her figure.

Her speed is just like her name, ghostly.

There was a sound of metal and stone crackling!

The Sword of the King of Yue accurately blocked the tip of the Mountain Ghost's rapier, and the tip of the sword hit the blade exactly, without any difference.

Meng Shi, who saw this scene from a distance, gasped.

The thickness of the blade is much smaller than the blade surface. This is not a coincidence. Behind it is extremely precise calculation, perception, combat skills and control of timing.

Striking on the blade, this is a skill that is close to perfection.

The first attack of the two sons of God astonished the world.

Shan Gui’s attack was amazing, and Ji Mo’s counterattack was shocking.

What shocked the spectators even more was that until Ji Mo caught the sword, they suddenly discovered that Ji Mo had his eyes closed!

"To close one's eyes in such a high-level battle, what kind of strength does this require!"

When Meng Shi heard the exclamations of the practitioners beside her, she frowned, feeling that something was wrong.

She closed her eyes and moved away from her original position.

"queen!"

Meng Shi shook off the exclamations of the Northern Wei officials behind him and came to Ying Baoyue.

In a battle of this level, even if there is a risk of being affected, she must be at the closest place and imprint every moment in her eyes.

Ying Baoyue stood motionless in front of the barrier set up by the gods, and glanced at the woman who came to her side, "It's dangerous here."

"It's ok."

Meng Shi's breathing quickened. She grabbed Ying Baoyue's arm and looked up at the woman standing against the wind. In an instant, she felt as if she had turned back into the little girl leaning against Lin Baoyue.

"Why...Donghuang Taiyi wants to close his eyes?"

"This is not strength," Ying Baoyue knew what Meng Shi wanted to ask, "If Ji Mo opened his eyes, he would not be able to take this sword."

As soon as Murong Yin made a move, Ying Baoyue realized that this man had held back on her at Xiling Snow Mountain.

The strength of the mountain ghost is definitely not the worst among the eight gods.

Her speed has reached the limit of a cultivator. In other words, even Ji Mo cannot see her attack route with his naked eyes.

Ji Mo realized this as soon as Shan Gui made a move, so he chose to close his vision to enhance his other four senses, relying on the flow of true energy in the air to capture Shan Gui's sword path.

And then he did it.

Crack! Crack!

chap!

chap!

chap!

chap!

Everyone didn't see anything at all. They only saw Ji Mo closing his eyes, the King of Yue's sword flying up and down, sword fire rising into the sky, and a golden snake dancing wildly in the air.

After a breath, there was a very sonorous and crisp sound.

A white shadow appeared ten steps away from him.

Murong Yin's figure then appeared, standing with her back to Ji Mo, her white clothes fluttering.

This is... the end of the first round?

Everyone finally let out the breath they had been holding.

"Six, six swords?"

Recalling the sound of the sword just heard, someone asked tentatively.

"wrong."

Meng Shi heard Ying Baoyue speak softly, "It's thirty-six swords."

Everyone widened their eyes and saw that Ji Mo's feet were covered with sword marks, radiating from his toes, as densely packed as a hedgehog.

"How can it be……"

There were even practitioners from Southern Chu who were stunned all around. Even though they had known Ji Mo for many years and had seen him fight with others more than once, they still felt that the person in front of them was very unfamiliar. "Isn't the State Master famous for his fierce swordsmanship?"

Ji Jiashu was sitting in the carriage when he heard a Nanchu practitioner asking in a trembling voice.

This was indeed not the father that Ji Jiashu was familiar with.

Although the specific style of Shan Gui's swordsmanship has not yet been revealed, just looking at the delicate sword used by Murong Yin, one can tell that she uses the sword in a swift and light manner.

Murong Yin could indeed deliver thirty-six sword strikes in such a short period of time, but what shocked Ji Jiashu was that his father also counterattacked with thirty-six sword strikes.

Ji Jiashu has had many battles with his father since he was a child. Although he is a thunder magician, the first sword master who enlightened him was his father.

Just as the practitioners of Nanchu said, the fire sword of Nanchu's national master Ji Mo is famous for its fierceness.

The true energy is abundant and opens and closes widely.

This is Donghuang Taiyi’s fire sword.

No matter what tricks the opponent uses, Ji Mo will cut the Gordian knot and burn everything with the sword fire.

Ji Jiashu remembered that when he was young, many practitioners in the martial arts world would come to challenge his father, and he always stood aside and watched.

When he was young, his impression of his father's swordsmanship was a sea of ​​red.

Ji Mo held a long sword in his hand, and did not respond to the opponent's tricks. He just used the huge fire to burn everything. The opponent either admitted defeat or was burned by the flames and screamed.

But this time, during the battle between Ji Mo and Shan Gui, such a scene did not appear.

There were only tiny dots of sword fire flying in the air, and there was no scene of a raging fire burning the sky.

What everyone had imagined of the battle between the Sons of God was a grand scene with mountains collapsing, the earth cracking, blood and flesh flying everywhere. No one expected that the battle between Ji Mo and the mountain ghost would be so... elaborate.

Just like two people chopping chopsticks against each other, the people outside the barrier didn't even feel the huge force hitting the barrier.

The two people in the barrier remained motionless, holding their swords.

"……finished?"

Meng Shi asked in surprise.

"We're just getting started," Ying Baoyue's fingers trembled under her sleeves, "This is just the first test."

The exchange of sword moves is just the tip of the iceberg when it comes to heavenly-level combat.

This is also the normal order of fighting between the Sons of God. If the winner can be determined in the first round, there will be no need to make a big fuss and touch upon the origin.

When she fought Dongfang Yi and Xiang Jun, the winner was decided in the first round of swordplay. It was only when she faced Xu Canghai that she entered a deeper level of competition.

The thirty-six swords just now have allowed Ji Mo and Murong Yin to understand the swordsmanship strength of each other.

Surprisingly, they are evenly matched.

Since the strength of the first round of sword fighting competition was evenly matched, we can only compete in the highlight.

Ying Baoyue could hardly control the accelerated heartbeat. She was probably the only one present who knew what was going to happen next.

Before she finished breathing, the Heavenly Rank practitioners present suddenly realized something.

"The weather has changed?"

"Why is it so cold?"

"Cold? It's obviously hot!"

The two people who were speaking at the same time looked at each other and saw shock in each other's eyes.

Without anyone realizing it, the whole world has changed.

The viewing area was divided into two halves, hot as fire and cold as ice.

The whole world has become a world of ice and fire.

It would be really cool to watch the battle between these two people if it could be made into an animation.