Big Moon Ballad

Chapter 660 Glory
The battle on the second day is indeed the second day.Looking at the two young masters on the battle stage, the surrounding crowd cheered excitedly for the ups and downs of the strong battle.

Chen Zihan and Mo Hua were originally inconspicuous figures in the teams of Southern Chu and Northern Wei who were full of masters.

But after so many rounds of experience in the preliminary ceremony, coupled with the exciting battle between the two of them yesterday, these two have become dark horses in the preliminary ceremony.

The nameless boy who was originally cheered by no one on the stage has now become a hot young talent who can attract everyone's attention on the stage.

This is also the reason why many young practitioners want to participate in the primary ceremony even after sharpening their heads.As long as you perform well in the primary ceremony, you can become famous overnight.

At this time, the battle between the two dark horses naturally excited the onlookers.

However, amidst the cheers of the crowd, Chen Zichu looked at the unremarkable young man opposite Chen Zihan on the battle stage, but heaved a heavy sigh.

"Did this kid's luck be infected by me? Why is he so unlucky..."

Of course it was Chen Zihan who said this.Everyone around looked at him when they heard it, Xu Yishan frowned and said, "How can you be more discouraged than you? Your younger brother's strength has recently improved a lot. Don't you know that you lost to him yesterday?"

Yeah, it's clear.

Chen Zichu took a deep breath.

He didn't mean to look down on Chen Zihan when he said that, he was the one who defeated him anyway.Among the remaining 64 people, Chen Zichu dared to say that his younger brother would definitely rank in the top ten in terms of strength alone.

But in the round of 64, who was not good to meet, happened to meet that unfathomable boy.

Mo Hua.

Following Chen Zichu's gaze, everyone also looked at the unknown boy on the stage.

This one was really unknown before the beginning of the primary ceremony.

At any rate, Chen Zihan knew of him in the aristocratic family and in the practice world, but he didn't publicize it too much because of the difference between his son and concubine.

But this Mo Hua, before the beginning of the primary ceremony, no one had heard of it.

Just looking at his appearance, this young man really looks like the kind of little junior who can be seen sweeping the floor in the mountain gate.In addition, he basically follows Meng Shi like a shadow whenever he appears, which can be said to minimize his sense of existence.

It's fine if the strength is not enough, but when people think of this person at this point, they will suddenly find that although this person is low-key, except for losing to Ying Baoyue in the war game, he has never lost at any other time.

Behind this ordinary appearance is his terrible record.

Once you realize this, you will find that Shaohua is special.

Chen Zichu's eyes darkened slightly.

From the time when the young man in the war of medicine and drugs was among the best, there were aristocratic families who inquired about the origin of this little follower who suddenly appeared next to his stepson in the Northern Wei Dynasty.

But surprisingly, nothing was found.

Chen Zichu had overheard a family head complaining at a Southern Chu family gathering before, saying that there was no way to find out the details of this young man.

All these endow this young man named Mo Hua with an indescribable mystery.

What's even more frightening is that since the preliminary ceremony has been going on, the battles have reached the top 64, and this boy has never used any obvious characteristic swordsmanship, making it impossible to guess his origin.

The bell for the battle rang, and Mo Hua and Chen Zihan drew their swords out of their sheaths at the same time.

It can be said that it is worthy of being the follower of Meng Shi, the stepson of the Northern Wei Dynasty. Let alone the name of the iron sword that Mo Hua pulled out, the bumpy appearance looks five copper coins cheaper than Meng Shi's iron sword.

In the last match, he used this sword to defeat a sixth-level practitioner within three moves.

"Who is this Mo Hua?" Looking at the two people facing each other, Chen Zichu expressed the doubts in everyone's mind.

"He... always feels..." Zhao Guang on the side pondered and was about to make some guesses, but suddenly felt a gaze from his side.

Li Ji glanced at him, Zhao Guang suddenly stopped and opened his eyes wide.

But everyone has no time to ask him questions at this time, just because...

Less than three breaths after the initial bell rang, the bell on the battle platform rang again.

This time it was the end bell.

All the people who applauded had not had time to put down their hands, and they were dumbfounded watching the scene on the high platform.

Because Mo Hua's iron sword was already on Chen Zihan's neck.

"What happened here?"

Chen Zichu took a deep breath. Although he was mentally prepared, the ending bell just after the start bell rang was beyond everyone's expectations.

In the first two matches today, it can be said that each match was played back and forth. Originally, people expected this match to be longer...

But the facts have proved that the longer the battle is, the shorter it is.

But even if it is short, I have never seen it so short.

Everyone looked at the high platform. One moment they just drew their swords, and the next moment they put their swords on the Northern Wei boy who was looking at his evenly matched opponent's neck. They gasped.

"What happened just now? Did this kid make three moves?"

Although Zhao Guang, as a sixth-level practitioner, saw the process, he didn't understand it at all.

At this moment, a male voice and a female voice sounded from the left and right beside him.

"It's not three moves, just three movements. Stab the sword, turn around to avoid Chen Zihan's stabbing sword, and swing the sword around the opponent's neck."

Zhao Guang was taken aback when he heard the words, and looked at Ying Baoyue and Li Ji who had said this in unison, and they looked at each other in surprise.

But in fact, they were not the only ones who said this sentence. Ji Jiashu's voice fell on the examiner's high platform, and Jiang Yuanyuan, who heard his explanation in front of him, widened his eyes.

"So this is a move?" Jiang Yuanyuan couldn't hide his shock.

"Yes," Ji Jiashu glanced at the young boy from the Northern Wei Dynasty who was on the stage with one move to control the enemy. "Although the movements are simple, the number of moves is indeed feasible."

Feasible is feasible, but in a normal battle, whose sword path can be so smooth.

As long as you stab out with a sword, as long as the opponent is not a target, they will definitely raise their sword to resist, and you have to use other moves to resolve it.

The simpler the action, the more difficult it is to perform in actual combat.

To be able to do all this requires extremely superb swordsmanship and speed.

There is only one situation that can guarantee the smooth flow of swordsmanship.

That is fast.

"I only used one trick..." Chen Zichu said under the tree in shock, "But my brother probably didn't..."

He wanted to say that his younger brother couldn't possibly be so weak. Although he knew that he might not be able to match this mysterious dark horse, he felt that he should at least be able to hold up two moves more than the other practitioners in the last match...

"It has nothing to do with strength or weakness, it only has to do with the sword moves the two of them took at that time." Ying Baoyue knew what he wanted to say, "Zihan is not weaker than Mo Hua's opponent in the last round."

Chen Zihan was not weak, but that boy from the Northern Wei Dynasty was too strong.

So strong...unimaginable.

(End of this chapter)