The evildoer is in love with the beauty and the beauty is proud of the sky

Chapter 130

A smile flashed in Hua Wushuang's green eyes, he pulled her out of his arms, patted her face affectionately, and said, "Don't worry, I will admit defeat later, you will definitely win , I was sent to protect you, don't doubt it, you don't know that someone wants to take your life!"

"Ah, who is it? It can't be Guan Dongshun, the son of the Minister of War, right? It's all my fault, I played too much!" Xiaoxue was shocked, and the person who committed her crime was nothing more than that person, but she forgot That blue-haired beauty, Anye...

"Okay, the competition will start right away, let's go to the ring first." Xiaoxue was interrupted from thinking, Hua Wushuang took Xiaoxue's hand and walked towards her ring.

Seeing the blue-haired boy holding Xiaoxue's hand so affectionately, Yun Tian and the others had an unfathomable look in their eyes, why did they have another "rival in love"!Their lives are so miserable!
Those who win the first round can enter the second round, and now Xiaoxue and the others have started the competition.

On the arena, Mo Feng and Murong Jie were on each side, gray eyes met black eyes, both of them looked so calm, so calm, smiling, not angry, not happy, disrespectful, not chaotic, indifferent The temperament exudes from the two of them, giving people a feeling of inscrutability.

Murong Jie was accompanied by a sword, that sword seemed to be new, his original sword was given to Xiaoxue, so he forged another sword himself, the threatening cold air was released from the sword, it was almost suffocating.

Mo Feng still smiled gently, but he didn't bring a sword, so is he going to attack with bare hands?In this way, will Mofeng be in danger?
The crowd around the arena looked excitedly at the two people on the arena. These two people are outstanding, very powerful characters. Watching the battle of masters will definitely be a joy to everyone's heart!How can they not be excited, not excited?
Murong Jie said coldly: "You really don't use a sword, do you?" Even though he already knew that he was an Onmyoji, he still didn't know exactly what he could do. If he didn't use a sword, what would he use to compete?
Mo Feng smiled lightly and said, "Everyone has something they are good at. I am not good at using swords, but I am good at using illusions. Intangible things are more difficult to deal with than tangible things, aren't they?"

Murong Jie was startled, and then smiled knowingly: "So I underestimated you. Illusions are indeed difficult to break, but there are always loopholes."

"I'm looking forward to your breaking it!" Mo Feng smiled lightly, and then assumed an attacking posture, which happened to be a punching posture.

Murong Jie was taken aback, is he good at boxing?

Murong Jie's complexion suddenly became serious, and he clenched the long sword by his side with his right hand, and said coldly: "Due to time constraints, I have to use all my strength to deal with you, but I know that Xiaoxue also attaches great importance to you. Do your best too!"

A bright smile was drawn on the corner of Mo Feng's mouth, and he nodded imperceptibly. Naturally, he never thought of hurting Murong Jie: "Then accept the move!"

As soon as the words fell, Mo Feng's figure appeared in front of Murong Jie like lightning, and he punched out, and went straight to Murong Jie's face. The distance between people is fixed there, but the figure keeps receding back.

It's just that at a place where everyone's eyes couldn't see, the fist seemed to be stretched, and it hit Murong Jie's face directly. Murong Jie was punched in the face. Before he could react, Mo Feng suddenly turned around and gave His punch also directly hit him in the face, but because of the previous agreement, the two of them would hit as far as possible, so Mo Feng's force was not that hard, and Murong Jie's injury was not particularly serious.

At this moment, both of them retreated, and there was a distance between them, which was enough for them to rest for a while and find a countermeasure.

Murong Jie knelt down on one knee, quietly thinking about his boxing just now, obviously he had calculated the correct distance and would not hurt himself, but he was still unable to guard against it, as he said, maybe what he saw was just a kind of Illusion, is this the so-called illusion?Use illusions to confuse the opponent's eyes, making the opponent think that they have escaped the attack, but they still fall into the trap unexpectedly.

Learning swordsmanship by himself, he was able to understand other people's moves, but this time he thought he had read his moves and the hidden changes, but that was just a way to confuse him, so his judgment from the beginning to the end was Wrong, the result can be imagined.

Mo Feng was still proud and independent, exuding a refined temperament, with a warm smile on his face, followed Murong Jie on the ground and said: "Illusions can confuse people's eyes, you have to try to figure out and feel it with your heart, I think you still have some Can other sword techniques break this illusion? If you can't break this illusion, then you won't be able to stay in this arena for a minute."

Mo Feng smiled faintly. In fact, from the moment you saw me, you had already fallen under my illusion without knowing it. Even the me you saw was just an illusion. This kind of unpredictable feeling It must be very annoying to you, right?There are not many things in the Onmyoji Association, and they are not impossible to decipher. What will you do?

Murong Jie stood up, drew out his sword and held the sword in both hands, the tip of the sword reached Mo Feng, and said indifferently: "It really is an illusion, this time it may be really troublesome, you must first break your illusion before you can get close to you."

At this moment, there was commotion in the crowd, and they all looked at this scene in bewilderment, what would Murong Jie do to break Mo Feng's illusion?
"Hey, what's the posture of Mr. Chasing the Wind?"

"How do I know, you can see for yourself, I don't know anything about swords."

"..."

Murong Jie narrowed his eyes slightly, this is another set of swordsmanship, using static braking, no matter what changes the opponent makes, he can immediately deal with it, this kind of swordsmanship is similar to Yuntian's defensive swordsmanship, focusing on defense and attack Although he was much weaker, he could at least buy time to break his illusion.

"Have you finally used this trick? This is a very ancient sword technique that focuses on defense. Even if I use illusion, it can't hurt you, can it?" Mo Feng's eyes flashed a smile, and sure enough Well, Murong Jie is not as weak as I imagined, but I am pretty good at forcing him to do this!

Murong Jie just concentrated on one point, at this moment he decided not to be distracted for a moment, he had to concentrate on his movements.

Mo Feng came towards Murong Jie again, ghostly figures appeared in front of him in an instant, and the outstretched phantom fist gradually approached Murong Jie.

(End of this chapter)