C211 Hidden Deficiency

"This person flew up onto the stage. His body was light, his feet tapped on the ground lightly, and his skills were exceptional. If I'm not wrong, it should be Li Fei." It was said that back then, his master was also the most famous person in the martial arts world for his Qing Gong. However, when Li Fei met Xiao Yun, one used his sword, and the other used his Qing Gong. "One is offense and the other is defense. It's hard to say who will win and who will lose."

Shen Haoxuan shook her tasseled fan and introduced it to Xuanyuan Chen and Xie Qingrong.

Xie Qingrong's gaze did not shift from Xiao Yun's shoulder to Li Fei's toes, as though she was only interested in their speciality.

After watching for a while, when the two of them were still evenly matched, Xie Qingrong turned boring. She shifted her gaze away, lowered her eyes, and leaned against the table with her elbows on the table, taking a break.

However, in the time it took Xie Qingrong to rest, Li Fei had already lost, and Xiao Yun had won yet again.

Shang Zhiqing sighed: "This Xiao Yun's skills are not bad. He has a solid foundation and good sword arts, but too bad he only knows how to attack and not defense. If a person were to come with a speed even faster than his, he will definitely be defeated. "

Finally, after the matches ended, one of the four people who had held onto the red invitation cards went up the stage, fiercely rushing towards Xiao Yun, who was gradually losing, and losing.

He smiled like a gentleman and left the ring.

In the last stage, there seemed to be only these four special individuals who were competing. The closer they got to the final moment of the competition, the more fascinating and extraordinary it became.

The attacking and defending postures were as beautiful as dancing, but they were also as cold and ruthless as the Black and White Impermanence, who took a person's life.

In the penultimate match, the two couldn't bear to part.

Petals rained down from the sky. Countless pink and red petals fell from the sky, creating a beautiful scene.

Xuanyuan Chen's gaze was always on Mu Duqiu, but he acutely noticed that Mu Duqiu had actually stood up from his seat, and was in a rather serious situation. Standing at the left side, Ouyang Qiuyue was also looking at Mu Duqiu's back who had somewhat lost his composure.

He took a sip of tea and his mind started working rapidly.

What did Mu Duqiu see that caused him to lose his composure? Could it be that it was a rain of petals that filled the sky?

But that's not right, Mu Duqiu had been a Master Wu Lin for so many years, seeing the rain of petals, he shouldn't have lost his composure to such an extent.

Petals fell off the shoulders of the two people in the arena and onto their black hair. However, the two of them were still competing with each other, vowing to win or lose.

At this moment, he heard the sound of bells ringing. From the distance, an exquisite white sedan chair slowly approached. Around the sedan were small silver bells.

Four young, white-robed women were carrying a white sedan, and behind the sedan were three female attendants.

And the maid who was at the very front of the sedan, was shockingly the Xu Huiqing who was fighting in the inn that day.

Could the person in the sedan chair be the Sect Leader of the Flowering Moon Church, Cen Huayue?

A thought flashed through Xie Qingrong's mind, before she could even verify what was going on, the group of people in the forest had already started shouting like Demons, completely affecting the two people fighting on the stage.

Both of their hands twisted as they heard someone calling for the witch. Both of their hands stopped moving as they looked towards the direction of the white sedan at the same time.

Xie Qingrong bent his index finger and knocked it on the table, and revealed a cold smile.

To cause such a huge commotion, Cen Huayue must have some other motive for her menacing attack.

Xu Huiqing bent over and opened the curtain, causing everyone to look up, to see just what kind of beauty the legendary number one evil sect master had.

The two people on the stage had also stopped their actions, standing with their hands behind their backs.

A white wrist stretched out and rested on Xu Huiqing's hand, slowly walking out of the palanquin.

In that instant, everyone held their breath, not daring to breathe.

Beautiful, too beautiful!

An absolute beauty that could not be described with words, nor could it be described with words.

There was a beautiful woman in the north who had left the world and became independent.

A smile that could topple a city, a smile that could topple a country.

Although Cen Huayue's mouth had a hint of a smile, anyone with a discerning eye would be able to tell the cold smile on her lips.

However, when compared to her appearance, the sneer on her face was like a contrast.

The beautiful woman smiled. Her beauty was unparalleled in the world.

Her white clothes fluttered, and her long hair danced in the wind.

With a tap of her feet, Cen Huayue flew in Mu Duqiu's direction. Her posture was light and her body was graceful;

From the moment the rain of petals fell, Mu Duqiu's hands had been clenched into a fist, and his heart was filled with suppression and restraint.

In the end, he couldn't help but stand up.

Her gentle and loving gaze was fixed on that elegant white figure, the figure he dreamt of day and night.

Cen Huayue sat down on the empty seat beside Mu Duqiu and picked up the teacup that was always by her side, as if she was the one who was prepared. What was inside the teacup was not green tea, but fruit tea, which was sour, sweet and sweet.

Xuanyuan Chen's hand that was holding the teacup paused for a moment, and said: "Looks like Chief Mu knew that Ecclesiastical Leader Cen was coming, so he specially prepared a chair and a cup of tea."

However, Xie Qingrong shook her head and rejected Xuanyuan Chen's suggestion, "No, Chief Mu didn't know that the Ecclesiastical Leader Cen would come. He just kept a chair and a cup of tea by his side as he is used to doing so. It has always been a habit developed when I was with the Ecclesiastical Leader Cen. "

She couldn't be wrong, the way Mu Duqiu looked at Cen Huayue, the gentleness, the love, it was as if they hadn't become enemies.

Shang Zhiqing looked at Mu Duqiu and his sister who were sitting down, and she was extremely suspicious in her heart, "Isn't Flowering Moon Church the number one Evil Sect in the martial arts world? The Wulin Congress s are convened for the purpose of re-selecting a new Master Wu Lin, and then punishing the number one Evil Sect Flowering Moon Church s. "

"Now that the Ecclesiastical Leader Cen has personally come to the Wulin Congress, isn't that the same as walking into a trap? How can these martial artists let the Ecclesiastical Leader Cen off so easily?"

"What is even more strange is that when the Ecclesiastical Leader Cen sat beside the Chief Mu so openly, the Chief Mu did not even make a sound to refute him. Hadn't they already become enemies more than ten years ago? "What's going on with this situation now?"

Xie Qingrong laughed, and reminded Shang Zhiqing: "Look carefully, at the eyes Chief Mu has at Ecclesiastical Leader Cen, and look again, at the eyes Ecclesiastical Leader Cen has at Chief Mu, and you will understand."

Hearing this, not just Shang Zhiqing, even Shen Haoxuan had his gaze fixed on Mu Duqiu and, as he carefully observed their expressions, movements and expressions.

Ji Rufeng lowered his eyes, played with the teacup in his hand, and laughed: "Miss Xie has good eyesight, to think that he could actually see through the mutual feelings between Chief Mu and himself."

Xie Qingrong raised her brows: "Same here, same here. Didn't Ji gongzi understand it long ago?"

Xuanyuan Chen faced Xie Qingrong's words and said indifferently: "Rumors say that Ji gongzi is closer to the demon, why must you hide your abilities?"