Chapter 57

"I'm a little nervous." Su Moyu looked at the crowd under the challenge arena with his spare light.

"You'd better calm down, or you'll lose without fighting." Xiao Jianyang said.

Su Moyu nodded. He knew what the other party said was true.

From the past few games, Xiao Jianyang's means are often related to his opponent's mood, although he still can't fully understand the sword technique of heart sword flow.

"Now, please start!" after the adjudicator made the last instruction, he withdrew from the challenge arena and handed the whole challenge arena to two people.

"Please give me some advice!" Su Moyu didn't dare to hold it up. He first pulled out the Styx River and held it in his hand, and then took a step forward to attack it.

Cheng Jianxuan said that the sword skill of ghost sword flow mainly focuses on a "tricky" word. When facing the enemy, nine false and one true, so as to win with one blow.

However, in the past few battles, Su Moyu actually did not encounter a strong opponent, so he did not confront the enemy in strict accordance with Cheng Jianxuan's statement.

But this man is different.

When Su Moyu was about to rush in front of Xiao Jianyang, the sword in Xiao Jianyang's hand had been raised, but he didn't respond to the figure rushing in.

Because he knew it was just a feint.

Sure enough, Su Moyu's figure mysteriously disappeared in front of Xiao Jianyang, and then appeared not far behind him.

When!

When the two swords intersected, Su Moyu returned without success.

The two figures suddenly separated.

"This is the ghost King's step?" dexuan, who stood under the stage, didn't look so good, because he found that the old enemy seemed much stronger than he thought.

"It's still far away." Lu Rongting was talking. He was one of the few disciples of the whole sect who had seen the ghost sword flow sword technique.

Think about it, Su Moyu had no systematic sword skills except a primary self-taught sword skill since his cultivation.

His combat effectiveness was completely hit by two ghost sword flow experts.

However, this not so good-looking sword technique is surprisingly easy to use in battle. The two fought nearly 100 moves, but it was difficult to win or lose.

This fierce confrontation made everyone hold their breath. Even those who hate Su Moyu most forgot to abuse and slander. Many people began to have a doubt in their hearts: does Su Moyu really have a chance to break into the top eight?

At this time, Xiao Jianyang on the stage suddenly stepped back a few steps, and the glued battle scene on the field stopped.

"Sure enough, you're a genius in swordsmanship! But I'm not that simple. I'll try my best from now on. You'd better show all your skills to save regret!" Xiao Jianyang said, crossing his sword in front of him and slightly closing his eyes.

"OK!" Su Moyu answered and took a deep breath, thinking about what means to defeat his opponent for a while.

Most of the people on the stage didn't know why, but most of them were relieved when they stopped.

But Lu Rongting was not. He raised his face and said to the two younger martial brothers around him, "look! The next thing is the swordsmanship of heart sword flow. If you want to get results in the next competition, you have to face the guy of heart sword flow."

De Xuan and LV got used to it and looked at the stage.

Slowly, Xiao Jianyang opened his eyes. He ran wildly without aura and sword Qi. He just opened his eyes so simply.

But Su Moyu on the other side felt that the atmosphere seemed different, but he couldn't tell what was different.

"Come again!" Xiao Jianyang said. He leaned forward and came to Su Moyu in an instant.

Its speed is so fast that Su Moyu, who has the ghost King step, can't react!

Hiss!

The long sword cut Su Moyu's clothes. If he hadn't been wearing Tianlin clothes, he would have been injured.

"What's the matter? How could he be so fast?" Su Moyu was shocked.