Chapter 377: Die Together

"If you retreat any further, you will be out of bounds."

After forcing Wei Zixin to take more than ten steps back, Chu Yang suddenly reminded him.

Of course Wei Zixin knew her position, but Chu Yang was suppressing her and fighting, and there was no other way to resolve it if she didn't retreat.

"hateful!"

Wei Zixin took two more steps back, already stepped on the boundary line, and was about to be eliminated.

The Wei family members next to her were all sweating for her. It was so surprising that Chu Yang was able to force Wei Zixia to the point where he was helpless. Only her grandfather could do this, not even her father Wei Sizhe. arrive!

"Sister, you have to work hard, you must defeat him and make us vent his bad anger!"

Seeing this, Wei Zirui ignored his sore nose and cheered Wei Zixin at the top of his lungs.

"Noisy!"

Unexpectedly, when Wei Sizhe heard him say something, he slapped Wei Zirui on the face, knocking the guy unconscious.

After finally waking up, Wei Zirui realized why he was beaten. Now was the critical moment of the fight. He would definitely put pressure on his sister by shouting like this, and he might lose if he was distracted.

After understanding this truth, Wei Zirui also shut his mouth tightly, praying for luck to be on his sister's side and beat the bastard Chu Yang to the ground.

On the battlefield, the situation on Wei Zihun's side has become precarious. She doesn't understand why she is not as good as Chu Yang, a mid-level swordsman who has been practicing swordsmanship for more than sixteen years.

At this time, not only was he forced to defend passively, he didn't even have the slightest chance to counterattack!

Bah!

At the moment when she lost consciousness, the black iron sword held by Chu Yang cut through the clothes on her shoulder. Fortunately, Chu Yang's sword move just now was also weak and could only pose a small threat.

"Cousin, be careful, if you get distracted again, you will be hurt by me!"

Chu Yang chuckled lightly, and stabbed Wei Zi Xing with his sword again.

Wei Zixin felt sweat on his forehead, and the silver frost sword flew up and down, knocking away the black iron sword that was stabbing him.

However, Chu Yang used his strength to draw a semicircle in the air, and quickly swept towards Wei Zixin's path.

Bah!

There was another cracking sound, and a cut was made on Wei Zixin's knee. Everyone was startled by the sound. When they saw that there was no blood seeping out of her knee, they realized that her skin was not injured.

"It's so dangerous."

Wei Zixi clasped his hands together. On the one hand, he hoped that Chu Yang could win, but on the other hand, he did not want Wei Zixin to be injured. It seemed very contradictory.

Wei Yuxin was a little worried and couldn't help but look at Wei Sizhe and said, "Brother, I think we'll just stop here. If we continue to fight, we might really get hurt."

"I'm afraid it's not up to you and me to make the decision in this fight."

Wei Sizhe didn't want to stop. As a bystander, he clearly realized that his daughter was at a disadvantage. If the fight continued, she would probably lose.

However, if he takes the initiative to stop, Wei Zixin will naturally feel that she has lost, which will still have side effects on the training of her sword heart.

"It's really difficult!"

Wei Sizhe began to regret. If he had known it, he would have found an excuse to stop the fight. He would not have been helpless like this now.

As the fight continued, Chu Yang became more and more relaxed, and Wei Zixin became more and more difficult. She had already used what she had learned in her life, and just wanted to find the right opportunity to defeat Chu Yang with one sword.

It's a pity that Chu Yang, in addition to the swordsmanship of "Taiyan Tianxuan Sword" and the movement skills of chasing stars and walking on the moon, also has the blazing eyes and golden eyes, a big killer.

Since reaching the third level of cultivation, Chu Yang has discovered another wonderful use of his fiery eyes, which is that he can predict the direction of the opponent's moves in advance with his keen insight.

Wei Zixin retreated one after another, not only because she was forced by Chu Yang, but also because she deliberately showed weakness and paralyzed Chu Yang. As long as Chu Yang carelessly underestimated the enemy, when she found the opportunity, she might be able to turn the tide of the battle with one sword.

However, just because Chu Yang turned on his fiery eyes, the opportunities Wei Zixin was looking for more than ten times in a row were easily resolved, making her become restless.

"5, 6, 7..."

Just when Wei Zixin was angry, he heard Chu Yang mumbling words, as if he was counting.

Bah!

Before Wei Zixin could understand the meaning of these numbers, Chu Yang stabbed her sleeve with another sword.

"eight."

After Chu Yang stabbed the sword, he read out a number again.

Wei Zixin immediately realized that Chu Yang was counting the number of times he would stab him.

"He, he did it on purpose!"

Wei Zixin thought that he had been stabbed eight times in succession, but none of them really hurt his body, and he immediately understood that Chu Yang was deliberately letting things go.

If that were the case, wouldn't he have lost long ago?

Wei Zixin's face turned red instantly. This guy is so abominable. He clearly had an absolute advantage, but instead of taking advantage of the opportunity to win, he used this method to humiliate himself. It was simply despicable!

At this moment, Wei Zixin became extremely angry. Compared to being defeated in the competition, Chu Yang's way of teasing her made her even more angry.

In fact, in the eyes of the onlookers, there was nothing out of the ordinary in Chu Yang's approach. On the contrary, although he firmly held the advantage, he did not cause any real harm to Wei Zixin, which can be regarded as an interpretation of the spirit of competition. .

However, for Wei Zihun, a person with a strong self-esteem, this behavior was like a humiliation to her and would never be forgiven.

Once a person gets into trouble, his paranoid side will be infinitely magnified. It was precisely because Wei Zixin fell into this strange state of mind that he became so angry towards Chu Yang.

As they fought, Chu Yang also felt something was wrong. Wei Zixuan gritted her teeth, her face was ashen and weak, her eyes stared at him, emitting two terrifying rays of light, as if she was going to bite someone.

"Hah!"

Before Chu Yang could figure it out, Wei Zixuan instantly retracted her sword, gave up protecting her body, and then rushed forward with a cry. At the same time, the sword in her hand also stabbed out quickly, aiming directly at Chu Yang's throat!

"Damn it!"

Chu Yang was frightened by her sudden action. At this time, his black iron sword was facing Wei Zixuan's chest. With the opponent's quick and decisive action, he had no time to retract the sword.

In other words, Wei Zixuan had to risk being pierced through the heart by a sword, and desperately pierced his throat. More importantly, he had lost the best time to dodge in this moment of distraction!

"Ah!"

The sudden scene made everyone scream. Even someone like Wei Yuxin, who didn't know martial arts, could see that this was a fate of mutual destruction.

At this moment, everyone subconsciously closed their eyes, as if time and space would stop, and the two people on the field would avoid casualties.

"Tick, tick..."

After a while, the sound of water drops falling to the ground was heard in the quiet courtyard.

This faint sound seemed to be a spell to wake everyone up, making them open their eyes one after another.

Seeing the scene in front of them, everyone widened their eyes and showed an expression of disbelief.