My imagination has come true

Chapter 95
The setting sun on the horizon presses down on the green lake.

The arena in the Martial Arts Field seems to be much higher than before.

Mu Qingyun was standing on the east side of the arena, just in time to watch the sunset, but he still had some doubts in his heart.

Didn't she participate in the Anbang Ding National Competition, as Chen Yi said, gaining experience, hooligan qualifications, earning some money, so that her mother Yue Ling can live a more comfortable life?

It doesn't mean that it's not too bad to lose face, it's not too bad, just close to it.

Didn't you say that Zhaocheng is mainly for enjoying the scenery, relaxing, and shopping?
Chen Yi stared aggressively at Mu Luosheng in the audience, as if she wanted to call her brothers and sisters to fight in groups.

The people who were full in the stands shouted loudly: "We must win, Zhang Qingqing must win!"

"Miss Zhang, we must win!"

According to common sense, it is not easy for Mu Qingyun to win.

It's just that this battle cannot be defeated.

The faces of the audience outside the stadium were flushed with excitement and sweat rolled down.

The setting sun is still there, and lights are lit on the martial arts arena.

"Qingqing."

Chen Yi hurried over and handed a note to Mu Qingyun.

The note was written by Situ Qingshuang, and the handwriting was somewhat scribbled, obviously the person who wrote it was weak.

There were only a few lines of words on it, and it only said that Muluo was injured in the door of anger, and his true energy was greatly consumed. Maybe he persisted for a long time, so don't confront him head-on for now, try to delay the time and look for an opportunity to win.

Mu Qingyun rolled up the note and stuffed it back to Chen Yi, nodding with a smile.

She quietly looked at Mu Luosheng.

How to fight this Mu Luosheng?
Prior to this, Master Zhuo and a group of seniors had already analyzed the characteristics of the Midao Kingdom's Muzimen's moves for them, and analyzed Mu Luosheng countless times from head to toe.

Both the upper and lower sides of the wooden door use knives, but he only uses a sword, so his swordsmanship is very special, with both the agility of a sword and the power of a knife.

This person has abnormal physical strength and a calm mind. He will not relax when he has the upper hand, and he will never be discouraged when he loses the wind.

Regardless of whether the opponent he meets is strong or weak, he takes it seriously.

Mu Qingyun closed his eyes and recalled every battle he had fought, but couldn't find any flaws.

The 'delaying tactics' mentioned by Situ Qingshuang seems to be successful.

But is Mu Luosheng ready?
How much of the valve injury and weakness he is showing now is real and how much is appearance?
Mu Qingyun knew that the resilience of the people in Muzimen was abnormal.

And Mu Luosheng is actually good at strategy when fighting people.

"Well."

Perhaps, Mu Luosheng also thought that she would use such soft moves as 'spring's splendor' to overcome rigidity with softness.

When Mu Qingyun enters the group arena, it is needless to say that when he competes with ordinary opponents, when he competes with weighty opponents, he mostly uses softness to overcome rigidity, defeating the enemy and winning.

After 10 minutes passed, the referee hurried onto the stage, looked left and right, and said loudly: "Start!"

Mu Qingyun's spine tensed, and the long sword stabbed in the air, suddenly spinning out a brilliant sword flower.

The setting sun seemed to suddenly burst into more blazing brilliance.

The sky seems to be bright.

Mu Qingyun's sword is sharp and light, and the light of the sword is like thunder dancing in the sky, mysterious, dazzling, and dangerous.

"Crane Dream!"

All the warriors present who had seen Zhuo Yanfei's "Crane Dream" all exclaimed in unison.

Many people couldn't help taking a look at Zhuo Yanfei.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Qingqing would rush to attack!

This Hemeng sword technique is unbelievably beautiful, but also extremely fierce and fierce!

This sword is very good, but its difficulty is so high that it is rare in the world.

Even in the Yuncheng Martial Arts School, there are very few top masters in the previous ten years who can master this set of swordsmanship.

Everyone was skeptical at first, maybe after Zhuo Yanfei, the "Crane Dream" might become a thing of the past.

For a moment, everyone was shocked and exclaimed.

Mu Luosheng's eyes seemed to be blurred, but his sword was still as stable as a mountain, and he said lightly: "Okay!"

The epee swung out with his left arm, and the sword flew away like a mountain of rocks. The sword body seemed to be caught in a thundercloud, buzzing and trembling, and Mu Luosheng's face was flushed.

Everyone held their breath for a moment.

Mu Luosheng's sword is very fierce.

Mu Qingyun's sword is beautiful, but also fierce.

A thin layer of sweat appeared on the palm of Zhuo Yanfei's hands.

At this moment, Mu Qingyun took every sword with the intention of no regrets, and refused to leave any behind.

She seemed to be dancing on the tip of a knife that could cut her off in an instant.

In fact, Mu Qingyun was not at all relaxed.

Obviously Mu Luosheng was injured, and she could see where his injury was.

But even after seeing his sword, facing his eloquent attack without any fatigue, Mu Qingyun is still like a flat boat in a stormy sea.

Even so, Mu Qingyun's sword is getting faster and faster, and it is getting more and more dazzling.

At this moment, her desire to win overwhelmed everything else.

The body seems to be burning.

The system interface also seemed to be on fire, and the attribute points behind the sword technique rose rapidly.

Mu Luosheng lowered his eyes, and he fought faster and faster, and his moves became more and more ferocious.Not long after, sweating profusely and his clothes soaked, he suddenly realized that he thought he was wrapping the little girl in front of him with rhythm.

But in fact, he seems to have fallen into the opponent's rhythm a little bit.

It didn't matter before, but now, his physical strength and vitality are not enough to support such a rhythm.

At this moment, Mu Luosheng suddenly realized a little, and couldn't help smiling: "Forget it."

Mu Luosheng squinted his eyes, his body suddenly stopped, the strength of his whole body was concentrated in one place, his knees, waist, and spine converged on his left arm, and the speed of the epee tripled instantly.

last blow!
Mu Qingyun only felt the pressure rushing towards her face, which was several times stronger than before, but her thoughts were extremely clear at this moment.

It works!

As soon as her body lightened, Mu Qingyun's strength suddenly dissipated, and with the help of this sword wind, she swayed upwards, and her sword momentum also dissipated, like free water and spreading wind.

Mu Luosheng's face suddenly changed, the sword was empty, and his body finally lost its center of gravity.

Boom!

The arena collapsed, and Mu Qingyun's sword fell from the sky in the flying sand and rocks. Before the sword arrived, the wind of the sword rushed, and Mu Luosheng's body crashed down.

After a total of four or five seconds of silence, the referee said loudly: "The winner, Yuncheng Martial Arts, Zhang Qingqing!"

There was silence.

After a while, the audience in the stands woke up—"Ahhhhhh!"

"Won!"

Cheers all over the place.

Countless messy things were thrown into the sky.

Only the warriors present knew how miraculous this victory was.

Mu Luosheng was born in the younger generation under the age of 25, but he can rank among the top [-] masters.

It is said that the entire Sky Blue Continent is ranked.

How many young warriors are there in Sky Blue Continent?

There are at least tens of thousands of people in the Kingdom of Light!
Zhuo Yanfei tried her best to tighten the corners of her mouth, nodding and smiling gracefully.

Hey Hey Hey.

It was lively for at least twenty minutes before everyone remembered that they should also greet Mu Luosheng.

Mu didn't mind, took the medicine from his doctor, waited patiently for the doctors to gather around Mu Qingyun, asked each of them, checked the pulse once, got up and went over, and said with a smile: " Miss Zhang, what kind of sword technique is this?"

Mu Qingyun also showed the demeanor of a heaven and a kingdom, and said indifferently: "The deer sings and the flowers go out, and the crane dream returns in the rain. This sword and crane dream was created by Zhuo Gong!"

Zhuo Yanfei smiled.

(End of this chapter)