Big Moon Ballad

Chapter 2577 Heartbroken

Upon hearing this, the White Tiger God's eyebrows twitched.

"awesome."

The expression on his face was exactly the same as when he was praising Murong Yin, but Ji Jiashu knew clearly that the person he was praising was not Murong Yin.

Only a small number of practitioners watching the battle could understand what was happening in the battle, and most people only cared about the outcome of the battle.

"What's going on? Is the fight over already?"

"Who's winning?"

"Did the King of Former Qin fight seriously? He didn't even fire a sword, and the fight is over already?"

Everyone was confused and there was unusual noise all around.

Murong Yin, standing in the center of the battlefield, looked at Ying Baoyue, who was lying on the ground with his chest heaving, and a smile appeared on her cold face for the first time.

"here you go."

After she finished speaking, she waved her hand, and all the wind blades she released in the air disappeared in an instant.

Having lost the power to resist, the other wind blades all flew towards Murong Yin's vital points.

"Master's wife?"

Ying Baoyue suddenly raised her upper body, but she was not able to control the wind blades flexibly.

Murong Yin still had a faint smile on her face, and her empty hand remained motionless.

The next moment, ripples appeared in the air. The wind blade released by Ying Baoyue disappeared like a drop in the ocean the moment it was about to hit Murong Yin, and disappeared in the wind surrounding Murong Yin.

At this time, accompanied by the crisp sound of hail, the ice and snow in the air fell from the air due to friction with each other.

"what……"

Ying Baoyue felt exhausted and lay back down in the snow.

Although she comprehended the deeper mysteries of wind magic in the blink of an eye between life and death, she was still not as good as Murong Yin.

Murong Yin walked over to her, squatted down, took out a snow-white handkerchief and wiped the bloodstains on Ying Baoyue's face.

"I was so scared, I almost thought I was going to kill you."

Ying Baoyue smiled bitterly, feeling so sore all over that she couldn't speak.

She now completely understood that her master's wife was just a sesame-filled glutinous rice dumpling.

It looks white and soft, but it's actually black inside when you cut it open.

No wonder her master gave the right to host the high-level ceremony to this person.

In a sense, her mistress and her master are really alike. They are the type of people who, when teaching people to swim, would just throw them into the water and watch their apprentice either drown or learn how to swim.

Ying Baoyue slowly turned over and sat up, "If I don't understand, will you really kill me?"

"I don't know," Murong Yin was stunned and smiled, "Once the wind blade is released, it cannot be taken back."

Open the bow without turning back the arrow.

only……

Murong Yin smiled slightly in her heart, perhaps at the last moment, she would stand in front of Ying Baoyue.

Of course, she wouldn't tell Ying Baoyue about this.

"You can block my wind blade, but I can't kill you," Murong Yin stood up and lowered his head to Ying Baoyue who also stood up with a sword in his arms.

"King of Former Qin, this battle is your victory."

The originally noisy practitioners watching the battle suddenly became quiet, followed by an uproar.

Murong Yin took the initiative to admit that she lost!

Up to now, this is the first battle with a clear outcome.

Ying Baoyue frowned, seeming to disagree with Murong Yin's words.

As soon as she opened her mouth, a finger suddenly pressed against her lips.

"You have learned my strongest method. You blocked my attack without using the fire sword or the water sword. This is your victory. No more words are needed."

"Baoyue, you've become stronger," Murong Yin reached out and tucked the strands of hair on Ying Baoyue's forehead behind her ears, "You've become stronger than before."

I really want to show Lin Shubai this scene.

Murong Yin still didn't say this.

But Ying Baoyue had read her thoughts from her eyes. Ying Baoyue looked into Murong Yin's clear eyes, feeling uncomfortable with the complicated emotions in his chest.

"Go."

Murong Yin smiled and said, "Go and become stronger."

After saying that, she walked out of the battle barrier, leaving Ying Baoyue standing there alone.

……

……

This battle was really like the wind, it started suddenly and ended suddenly.

"What does Lord Mountain Ghost mean?"

"What do you mean Baoyue is stronger than before?"

Ji Jiashu's heart seemed to be floating in the wind. If Li Ji hadn't held him back, he would have rushed out of the carriage long ago.

Li Jiren was still sitting in the carriage, but he didn't look calm.

The only one who remained calm in the entire carriage was the White Tiger God.

"Why is Ji Mo's son so stupid?" The young man in white glanced at him speechlessly, "Ayin means that the girl is stronger than the Shao Siming in the past."

"Stronger than the previous Shao Siming?"

Ji Jiashu was stunned for a moment before he reacted.

Is Ying Baoyue stronger than his previous self before rebirth?

Really?

For practitioners of their generation, Shao Siming is an invincible myth.

Although Ying Baoyue has become very powerful in this life, Ji Jiashu was deeply impressed by Ying Baoyue's state when he was at a low level.

In Ji Jiashu's mind, it was still hard to imagine for a moment that Ying Baoyue had actually surpassed his past self, surpassing that peerless genius who was born at level six.

is it possible?

"What's your expression?"

The White Tiger God looked at the stunned boy with amusement, "Although her starting point in this life was a bit low, at least she is already at the same level as the second level."

In this life, Ying Baoyue also learned wind and water methods that Lin Baoyue had never mastered. Is it so surprising to say that she surpassed Shao Siming of the past?

Li Ji listened to the conversation between White Tiger God and Ji Jiashu without saying a word.

He looked at Ying Baoyue who was standing alone in the battle barrier, and his hands on his knees slowly clenched into fists.

"what happened?"

"I'm not angry even though my son of God lost," the White Tiger God glanced at him, "What are you angry about?"

"why?"

Li Ji stared straight at Ying Baoyue's direction, "Why did you teach her the Wind Sword?"

"You, the Son of God, are already the strongest wind mage. Can't the mountain ghost handle matters related to wind magic?"

"Why do you have to teach Baoyue these things in such a harsh battle?"

Li Ji seemed to be suppressing some emotion.

"What? Is it your business to help that girl become stronger?" The young man in white was speechless.

"Why do you think Ayin wants to participate in the rank ceremony? She doesn't care about any rank!"

If it wasn't to make Ying Baoyue stronger, why would Murong Yin go down the mountain and get involved in this mess?

"Don't forget, Yun Zhongjun knows wind magic," White Tiger God said coldly, "If that girl doesn't learn some self-defense skills, she won't be able to survive even three moves from the evil cultivator."

Li Ji clenched his fists tighter on his knees, "Why must Yun Zhongjun be her opponent? Are the other sons of God just going to stand by and watch? Is Baoyue the savior of the world?"

"Hey, what are you doing?"

The White Tiger God frowned, thinking that this guy was simply incomprehensible.

Could it be that when a God is reincarnated as a human, his personality will change as well?

He was about to start scolding when he suddenly reacted.

"Wait, you can't be..."

The young man in white opened his eyes wide, "Are you heartbroken?"