Big Moon Ballad

Chapter 659 Winning
All the bystanders on and off the stage were also a little stunned.

He stared blankly at the girl who put down the sword and punched Ye Siyuan directly in the face.

This is probably...the first cultivator to use fists in the primary battle.

This sudden development made everyone a little overwhelmed, including Ye Siyuan.

"You..." The King Yue sword fell from his fingers, Ye Siyuan touched his blood-stained face, and stared at the girl in front of him, "How dare you..."

"Why don't you dare," but the girl glanced at him without hesitation and said, "This is the retribution you deserve."

Everyone's eyes widened, and their pupils shrank when they saw the next scene.

The next moment, facing Ye Siyuan who wanted to get up furiously, the slender girl on the stage actually grabbed Ye Siyuan's skirt and crushed his chest with one knee!

"Don't ask people to die easily, do you know what death is like?"

The girl looked down at the boy below her, and looked into his eyes coldly.

"Have you ever seen dead people everywhere?"

"Do you know the feeling of wanting to save but not saving?"

"If you haven't seen the world and seen all living beings, you are not qualified to say this."

"Boy who has never seen anything, don't talk about life and death."

Looking at Ye Siyuan, she paused every word.

"Say it one more time, it's disgusting."

Accustomed to the girl speaking calmly, everyone gasped when they heard these words.

Seeing Ye Siyuan lying on the ground with bloodstained cheeks swollen, everyone couldn't react again.

This is no longer a picture of a sixth-level practitioner facing a seventh-level practitioner. Ye Siyuan was lying on the ground and was about to mobilize his true energy, but only saw the girl in front of him raise her fist again.

His back felt cold, and his body stopped instinctively.

But when he realized what he had done subconsciously, he was so humiliated that he couldn't speak, but he still couldn't mobilize his true energy when he saw that fist.

An unimaginable aura enveloped him, making him unable to move.

It was different from any kind of murderous aura he had ever experienced. Looking at the girl's cold eyes, Ye Siyuan felt his whole body go stiff.

If he has been on the battlefield, he will understand that this is the real murderous intent.

Under the high platform, Meng Shi, who had been on the battlefield, took a deep breath and looked at the girl on the stage. The murderous aura on that usually quiet and gentle girl was stronger than any veteran she had ever seen.

Looking at the stiff boy on the ground, Ying Baoyue stood up.

The pressure on his chest suddenly eased, and Ye Siyuan was finally able to speak, "How dare you..."

"Is it true that no one has hit you like this since you were a child?" Ying Baoyue stood up straight and looked at the young master on the ground quietly.

"But with all due respect, you deserved that punch."

Childishness becomes cruelty if it is not guided.

Seeing Ye Siyuan, whose eyes were bloodshot on the ground and screaming for death, Ying Baoyue's eyes sank.

In her previous life, she had seen how killer organizations in Jianghu cultivated natural killers.

When a child doesn't stop when he destroys, he won't even bat an eye when he kills.

"The smell of blood on your body is not strong, so I won't kill you this time," Ying Baoyue said quietly looking at Ye Siyuan on the ground, "but if you really kill someone, I will kill you."

The girl's voice was serious, echoing in the mountains and forests.

That murderous feeling came again, and Ye Siyuan lay on the ground stiff again.

The examiner on the stage also stiffened into a stone statue. He never expected that a battle between practitioners would end in such a scene.

Victory and defeat.

No one can doubt it.

With the speed of that girl's punch just now, if she had used a sword just now, she would have stabbed Ye Siyuan to death.

And she knocked a sixth-level practitioner to the ground with one punch, and she couldn't get up again.

At this time, Ying Baoyue inserted the sword back to her waist, turned around quietly, and walked down the stage.

The examiner was embarrassed to be ignored, looked at Ye Siyuan on the ground and counted, "One, two..."

He dragged his voice any longer, but the man had no intention of getting up.

Ye Siyuan had already been knocked down to the ground, feeling the pressure of other high-level practitioners watching him, the examiner didn't dare not to ring the bell at this moment, who knows what amazing things will happen next.

On the battle stage, the bell rang.

The examiner's shout resounded through the forest, "Qianqin, win with the moon!"

win.

All the people looked at the girl who had already walked down the stairs, and it was like a dream.

"Won?"

"He actually won against Young Master Ye who was holding the Yue King Sword..."

From the beginning of the primary ceremony to now, that woman has done many amazing things, but no one expected that the last two days would give people another shock.

This was a long battle full of twists and turns, but the girl still won in the end.

Since then, she has become the first level 32 cultivator to enter the top [-] today.

And everyone knew that she was probably the only one.

"Quick! Get the stretcher!" Under the command of the examiner, the medical officer stepped onto the battle platform and carried away Ye Siyuan, who was lying on the ground, with a stretcher.

Ye Siyuan probably had the fewest scars on his body among the practitioners who were carried away on a stretcher, and the reason why he didn't get up all the time was because of physical injuries or other problems, it is unknown.

Looking at the girl who walked down the high platform, she had more scars than Ye Siyuan who was carried down, but she was the one who got down.

All eyes were on the girl at this moment.

Watching the girl walking all the way to the boy.

Ying Baoyue walked off the battle stage, looked in the direction where Gui Chen and the others were, turned her head, and found the person she was looking for.

She walked under the tree where Chen Zichu and Xu Yishan were, pulled out the dark blue long sword from her waist, and handed it to Xu Yishan.

"Brother, thank you for your sword."

Xu Yishan stared at her blankly, then looked at the sword in her hand and said calmly, "It's not my sword anymore."

Looking at the Duan Shui sword in front of him that has not been restricted for some reason, he looked into Ying Baoyue's eyes, "If you don't know how to impose a restriction, I can teach you."

If the sword is willing to submit to her without any restriction, it is self-evident who the owner of the sword should be.

However, Xu Yishan did not expect that the girl in front of him shook her head when she heard this sentence that no practitioner would refuse.

"This sword is your sword, Senior Brother. It is only because of your face that it is willing to help me." Ying Baoyue smiled and said.

"Help..." Xu Yishan was taken aback, but the girl in front of him smiled and said, "I have my sword, although I don't remember where it went now."

But she has her sword.

"But..." Xu Yishan stroked the scabbard, but suddenly found a wave-like light rising from the scabbard.

The boy was taken aback.

"Let me tell you a secret," Ying Baoyue looked at the sword in his hand, "It actually likes you very much."

The girl said this as if she could understand Jian's words. Chen Zichu stared wide-eyed, but suddenly found that his friends around him seemed to have let go of the burden on their shoulders, and let out a breath.

"Really," Xu Yishan said in a low voice, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth at the next moment, and he pushed the sword towards Ying Baoyue, "Then I'm relieved, let it help you to the end."

Because the primary ceremony is not over yet.

At this moment, the examiner on the stage also announced the candidates for a new match.

It caused waves among the crowd again, because this duel was...

"Southern Chu Chen Zihan is right..."

"Northern Wei Dynasty, Mo Hua!"

(End of this chapter)