Longevity begins with an old woman

Chapter 175 The third round

With a light step, Luo Qingchen's figure flew up from the crowd, and slowly landed on the ring.

"Is this the Gujian Peak disciple? He looks pretty good!"

Someone's eyes lit up and couldn't help but praise.

"No matter how good-looking it is, so what, wait a minute, it will be shot down!" Someone said disdainfully.

"It is said that two disciples of Gu Jianfeng have advanced to the third round. Even if they lose, it is an honor to lose. After all, they only have a few disciples!"

"Idiot! Can't you see her age? I guess I will be close to the bottom line of 30 soon! If I practice for so long, I can win the championship!"

Some people continue to despise.

"Oh I got it!"

While the crowd was discussing, the white-haired Bai Yingwu walked up the void step by step.

"Senior Sister Bai is mighty!"

"Senior Sister Bai will win!"

A disciple of Jijian Peak shouted loudly, but after shouting twice, he realized that no one responded, and quickly shut his mouth in embarrassment. Compared with Lu Baiyu and Lu Baiyu, Bai Yingwu's popularity was still lower.

However, the discussion below is quite lively.

Obviously many people know her and have heard of her, even many old disciples in the Foundation Establishment period communicate with each other via sound transmission.

"Bai Yingwu's talent is enough to be ranked in the top ten of this year's disciples. Winning is inevitable, but I don't know how many tricks are needed!"

A male disciple of the Foundation Establishment Stage with silver pupils smiled cynically.

"The game has not yet started, everything is possible!"

An ethereal and misty, surrounded by smoke and clouds, a stunning beauty who is not like a mortal, said in a flat tone.

"She's your sister, you don't think she will lose, do you?" the silver-eyed man turned his head to look at the woman and smiled.

"I never draw conclusions about something that hasn't happened, and she is my cousin!" The woman's tone remained flat.

"Haha! Not all the same! Anyway, I think sister Ni will definitely win. If you are not convinced, let's make a bet!"

"Not interested! Also, she is my cousin, who is a hundred years younger!"

The ethereal woman's eyes were slightly cold, and the silver-eyed man changed the topic with a haha.

This woman is as beautiful as she is beautiful, but she loves to get into the wrong end too much, and whoever marries her will be unlucky all her life.

The silver-eyed man cursed in his heart.

Other than the two, everyone else was talking about it, and the game was getting a lot of attention.

"You are not my opponent, you should admit defeat early! lest you get hurt in vain!"

Bai Yingwu, who was on the stage, said coldly, not paying attention to Luo Qingchen at all.

"You talk too much!"

Luo Qingchen replied faintly, pointed like a sword, and summoned his flying sword. It was a third-order flying sword with lead gray body and white cold air around it.

"Unbelievable!"

Seeing Luo Qingchen's actions, Bai Yingwu was not polite. With a flick of her cuff, she also released her flying sword. The blade of the sword was translucent ice crystal color, and it was covered with ice cracks like natural cracks. It's also filled with cold air, and its range is larger than Luo Qingchen's sword, but it still hasn't reached the level of a spiritual weapon.

There is a rule in the Dabi that magic weapons that exceed the fourth rank cannot be used.

Both of them are ice-type flying swords, which can be regarded as a kind of fate.

"There's something wrong with this woman's sword. I'm afraid Senior Sister Luo will suffer!" Shang Yaoyao frowned, and then she shook her head mockingly: "Anyway, it's a loss, it doesn't matter if you suffer or not!"

Xu Mu didn't answer, but just looked at Luo Qingchen on the ring, feeling that things would not be so simple.

He knew Luo Qingchen, although his character was tough, he was definitely not stupid.

Where did she get her confidence?
Xu Mu pinched his chin and thought.

Li Heng looked at Luo Qingchen on the ring with flickering eyes, as if he knew something, but he didn't say it.

Boom!
The melodious bell sounded from the hall, and the game officially started.

"Frost Shadow!"

Luo Qingchen took the lead, and under her control, the flying sword swayed slightly, splitting into dozens of sword shadows in an instant, and shooting towards Bai Yingwu.

"Tips for carving insects!"

With a pinch of Bai Yingwu's sword art, more than twice as many sword shadows were split and shot towards Luo Qingchen.

Puff puff!
The sword shadows of the two sides collided, and the sword shadows shot by Luo Qingchen were all scattered, while Bai Yingwu still had more than a dozen swords alluding to the past.

"Senior Sister Luo's kung fu has just advanced to perfection, and that Bai Yingwu's kung fu has reached the realm of a master. Both the quality and quantity of spiritual power are far superior to Sister Luo's!" Shang Yaoyao said with a sullen face.

What she meant was very simple, Luo Qingchen was no match for Bai Yingwu no matter how she looked at it.

So she really didn't understand, why would Luo Qingchen persist?
Both Xu Mu and Li Heng didn't speak, they just looked at the ring quietly, as if they were talking to themselves.

"Ice Shield!"

Facing the attacking sword shadow, Luo Qingchen hastily cast a spell, condensing blocks of solid ice shields out of thin air to resist, and at the same time distractedly wanted to call back the flying sword.

"Humph! It's late!"

Bai Yingwu snorted coldly, controlled her flying sword, and tightly entangled Luo Qingchen's flying sword, making it impossible for her to escape.

The sword shadow on the other side has already collided with the ice shield.

Click!Click!
The ice shield was shattered by the sword shadow and turned into ice crystals all over the sky. At the same time, the power of the sword shadow was greatly weakened, and Luo Qingchen finally avoided it.

But also because of resisting the sword shadow, Luo Qingchen's energy was distracted, and Feijian couldn't flexibly control the beaten ones to retreat steadily, in a panic.

"Even the difference in the sword formula is so big, what the hell is Senior Sister Luo doing!"

Shang Yaoyao said impatiently.

clang clang!

After resolving the sword shadow crisis, Luo Qingchen finally had more energy to control Feijian, but there was still a huge gap.

Roar!
Bai Yingwu controls the flying sword to turn into a solid ice dragon, trapping Luo Qingchen's flying sword tightly, squeezing it continuously, Luo Qingchen's flying sword is like a small snake imprisoned, every struggle will Knocked back by the opponent with a stronger force, he could only let out a pitiful and helpless whine.

For the two fighting swords at the same time, Bai Yingwu looked relaxed and comfortable, while Luo Qingchen was nervous and tried to support.

The gap between the two is clear at a glance, even ordinary people can see it.

Shang Yaoyao couldn't help but support his forehead, wondering what Luo Qingchen was still insisting on.

Bang!
After another collision, the aura of Luo Qingchen's flying sword dimmed, and a gap was knocked out.

"Senior Sister Luo still doesn't give up, can't you put Feijian in it?"

As far as she knew, the most precious thing on Luo Qingchen's body was this Tier [-] flying sword made of deep sea cold iron.

For a game that is impossible to win, it is really not worth taking such a precious flying sword.

"Don't talk nonsense, senior sister should do something!" Xu Mu said lightly.

Li Heng looked at Xu Mu in surprise, not understanding how he would know.

"Do it? What hand do you do? She still has... hiss!"

Shang Yaoyao's eyes widened suddenly, and he took a breath of cool air, a real cool breath.

Luo Qingchen on the field did not know what kind of secret technique was used, and his temperament changed rapidly, as if he had changed from a living person to an ice sculpture.

"She awakened the bloodline!"

(End of this chapter)