Chapter 124 Seven Swords Defeat the Enemy
Under the attention of the whole audience, a cold and proud figure dressed in a white dress, with a beautiful face and a refined temperament, stood out from the crowd surrounded by beauties. It was Ye Qiushui.
With a few taps of her toes, she landed on the central stage.
On the other side, among the disciples of Wuyin Peak, Ning Zhe looked a little gloomy, no longer as elegant as before, with his eyes full of resentment!
In this competition, the powerful Ning Zhe was quite confident, and his goal was to be in the top three, but he never expected that he would meet Ye Qiushui as soon as he entered the finals!
How terrifying is Ye Qiushui?
From the title of "Qianyuan Sect's Senior Sister" and the feat of only using one sword in each game since the competition, we can see some clues!
Needless to say, she has an ice-type spiritual root, and as early as ten years ago, Ye Qiushui had cultivated to the peak of the ninth level of Qi Refining.
As far as Ning Zhe knows, during these ten years, Ye Qiushui has repeatedly condensed his spiritual power, tempered his foundation, and suppressed his cultivation with all his strength. God knows how terrifying his strength has become!
Therefore, although Ning Zhe is confident, he has no confidence at all if he wants to beat Ye Qiushui.
In this way, Ning Zhe's ending is basically determined.
How can he not be angry and resentful in such a result?
As time goes by, people around him also start to look at him strangely. After Ning Zhe's face turned pale and blue, he finally walked towards the ring with a tingling scalp!
After all, if it is spread out in the future, it is better to lose in a battle than to admit defeat in fear of fighting!
Thinking of this, Ning Zhe gritted his teeth and jumped onto the stage, then quickly bowed to Ye Qiushui, and tried his best to pretend to be humble on his handsome face, and whispered:
"Senior Sister Ye is polite, and I hope you will show mercy when we fight later!"
Hearing this, Ye Qiushui on the opposite side did not show any expression, and still stood calmly on the stage, with no emotion in her eyes.
With the referee's order, the fight began immediately!
At this moment, a sharp flash suddenly flashed in Ye Qiushui's eyes!
"Clang!"
Only a sound of a long sword coming out of its sheath was heard, and Ye Qiushui stabbed the sword in the air with one hand, and then a long rainbow of sword energy whistled up and rushed straight towards Ning Zhe.
It was not difficult for the onlookers below the stage to see that the power of this sword was much stronger than Ye Qiushui's previous duels, both in terms of momentum and sword speed!
And Ning Zhe on the opposite side had an expression that was instantly solemn to the extreme.
Probably because at the moment when Ye Qiushui drew his sword, Ning Zhe keenly felt that a very strong will was locking him firmly!
This will is different from divine thoughts. It seems invisible but extremely sharp!
Ning Zhe was horrified and quickly sacrificed a white light flashing bead-shaped magic weapon suspended above his head. Under the surge of spiritual power, a layer of hazy white light poured down, protecting his body!
The next moment, the sword light slashed, the bead-shaped magic weapon trembled violently, and the hazy white light flickered.
But in the end, it gradually stabilized!
Seeing this scene, the people in the audience couldn't help but discuss privately, guessing how many swords Ning Zhe could withstand!
After all, since the big competition, this is the first time that someone has survived Ye Qiushui's sword without losing.
Ning Zhe on the stage was terrified, and quickly raised his hand to pinch the seal, condensing several spiritual shields in front of him.
Then Ning Zhe once again formed a seal with one hand, and three magic daggers with cold light flashing whizzed out, quickly forming a three-talent formation in mid-air, and then strangled Ye Qiushui.
Seeing this, Ye Qiushui on the opposite side did not even have the slightest defensive posture!
Seeing that the dagger magic weapon was only a few feet away from Ye Qiushui, Ning Zhe's eyes flashed a trace of cruelty, and under the crazy surge of his mind, the speed of the dagger was also a point faster.
But at this moment, Ye Qiushui's figure flashed and disappeared directly on the spot!
At the same time, as Ye Qiushui's figure disappeared, snowflakes began to slowly fall on the ring, and a bone-chilling coldness instantly spread!
The body skills are perfect! What a fast speed!
Seeing this situation, Ning Zhe had a bad premonition in his heart.
Almost at the next moment, a silver long sword suddenly came out from behind him and hit the defensive light curtain fiercely. The bead-shaped magic weapon was unstable again, and cracks appeared on the bead body!
When Ning Zhe turned around and focused on defense, Ye Qiushui's sword-holding figure disappeared again!
Then another sharp sword light quickly pierced the side light curtain.
After this attack, the crack of the bead-shaped magic weapon appeared again!
Seeing this, Ning Zhe hurriedly used his body skills to dodge, but in front of Ye Qiushui's speed, this move was tantamount to a futile effort!
And the three magic weapon daggers in the air, after Ye Qiushui used his body skills to launch a close attack, could only hover in the air like a headless fly, and there was no chance to take advantage!
In just a moment, Ye Qiushui kept appearing and attacking with six swords in a row.
Ning Zhe was sweating all over, his face was as pale as paper, and the magic weapon bead on his head was full of cracks.
Finally, when Ye Qiushui appeared again and stabbed with a long sword, the magic weapon bead let out a wail, and then suddenly exploded, turning into fragments and floating on the ground!
The silver sword stopped dangerously at Ning Zhe's throat without any resistance!
Cold sweat continued to flow down Ning Zhe's cheeks, but he did not dare to move at all, his eyes were full of fear and disbelief.
As the referee loudly announced the result of the fight, Ye Qiushui retracted his sword, made a beautiful sword flower, and returned it to the scabbard.
Then Ye Qiushui turned around and flew off the stage, leaving Ning Zhe standing there with a pale face!
From beginning to end, Ye Qiushui's expression and eyes did not change at all, as cold and arrogant as ever, as if winning this battle was just a common thing!
And until this time, the crowd watching the battle below the stage just heard a thunderous discussion:
"Seven swords! Only seven swords to defeat the top of Wuyin Peak!"
"Senior Sister Ye is too strong!"
"I don't think Senior Sister Ye used her full strength at all!"
"The first place in this competition must be Senior Sister Ye!"
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On the high platform, the dignified and elegant Master Yunxiu of Tingchao Peak looked at the figure of Ye Qiushui below, and a trace of pride appeared in his eyes.
After all, Master Yunxiu was proud to be able to train such a genius!
Even the head of the sect, Master Yunyin, opened his eyes at this moment, and praised Ye Qiushui's performance again and again!
The rest of the foundation-building masters, or the leaders of the affiliated forces, could not help but whisper to each other, obviously shocked.
As for Qin Tian, who witnessed the entire battle in the corner of the Cloud Square, he looked at the cold and arrogant back, his eyes filled with solemnity!
