"That's not easy. Since no one gambles that I lose, just bet that I can win." Mu Hanyan said.
"Yes, that's a good way. How many moves can you win next time?" Ling Baobao was awakened by her words. She patted her forehead and asked expectantly.
"Who's my next opponent?" Mu Hanyan asked.
"Well I don't know. "
"I don't even know who my opponent is. How can I know how many moves I can win?" Mu Hanyan didn't say well.
"Well, let's see who your next opponent is." Ling Baobao said helplessly.
The competition continued, but nothing unexpected happened.
Yue fanchen, Jiang Yiling and Yan Yuchu all made it to the next round. Mu Chengxuan was defeated, but fortunately the injury was not too serious.
In addition to Mu Hanyan, Jiang Qiling, Zhao fanchen and Yan Yuchu, another four easily beat their opponents.
Among them, the one that mu Hanyan paid most attention to was Nan Aotian, the young swordsman from the Western Qin state.
This man is tall and powerful. He is very domineering. Mu Hanyan can feel the power of his sword when he is watching the battle. And she felt that this person also had reservations, and did not expose his full strength in front of the public.
In addition to Nan Aotian, other people should not be underestimated.
Mu Hanyan knew that the second round of competition would never be so easy as the first one.
At dusk, the first day's competition ended, and everyone left for a night's rest to prepare for the next day's competition.
One night without words, the next morning, the bleak horn sounded again, and the square of Longyan college was crowded again.
After the draw, today's competition against the list will have a result.
"Mu Hanyan is proud of the south!" As a result, mu Hanyan's relaxed mood suddenly became more dignified.
Yesterday, I still thought that if I met Nan Aotian, it was not so easy to win. Unexpectedly, I really met him.
In addition to Mu Hanyan, the other disciples were excited after a short surprise.
"I didn't expect that mu Hanyan met Chang lie in the first battle against the state of Qi in the north, and Nan Aotian in the West Qin State in the second. He met all the good things that win glory and prestige for Anyun." Someone said enviously.
Anyun state and Western Qin state are old enemies. Although they have been repaired for many years, the memory of thousands of Western Qin masters raiding Yunjing city and nearly conquering the imperial capital is still fresh in Anyun people's memory. Therefore, all Anyun people had instinctive hostility towards the Western Qin state, even more hostile than the upper Yue State.
"Win glory and build prestige. Why don't you try such a good thing? Even if you are not qualified to participate in the contest, you can challenge it in private." Someone said with disdain.
"Yes, I didn't think of it." That person a head, eager to try of say.
"I advise you to die. Do you know who Nan Aotian is? He is the first master among the new disciples of Qinfeng college in the West Qin state, and Qinfeng college is the first of the five colleges in the West Qin state, which is no less important than our Longyan college in Anyun. Just because you want to challenge him, I think you'd better wash and sleep. " The latter was splashed with a basin of cold water.
"So powerful." The man took a cool breath and didn't dare to speak any more. As for the matter of winning glory and prestige for an Yun, he didn't mention a word.
"When mu Hanyan meets such a strong enemy, it's hard to win." Other people know the identity and origin of Nan Aotian, and they are secretly worried about Mu Hanyan.
The public's discussion voice is not big, but it can't hide mu Hanyan's slap. Knowing that Nan Aotian is so good, she never dares to have the slightest contempt.
"How many moves?" Ling Baobao came over at this time and asked about the cold flue.
"Are you sure I can win?" Mu Hanyan asked.
"I think we can win." Ling Baobao is not sure.
"Should, that is to say, you are not sure that I will win, then you bet?" Mu Hanyan gave him a white look.
"Wealth is in danger." Ling Baobao said with disapproval.
"Come on, I'm sure I can beat him, but I'm not sure about a few moves." Mu Hanyan took a deep breath and said.
Although this South proud day is very powerful, the last competition also hid the strength, but, mu Hanyan's confidence, will not be shaken.
"Well, there's no money for this one." Ling Baobao said with a disappointed face.
Beside, Hua Yue's expression became serious. Although mu Hanyan is as confident as ever, she is not sure how many moves she can beat Nan Aotian. Obviously, the strength of Nan Aotian makes mu Hanyan have to deal with it carefully. This battle must be dangerous and difficult, which is beyond their expectation.
"The first scene, bathes in the cold smoke, to the South proud sky!" On the stage, the voice of the tutor sounded.
There's a lot of noise. In the second round of competition, the battle between mu Hanyan and Nan Aotian is the most difficult to distinguish between the strong and the weak. What people are looking forward to most is this one. I didn't expect that the first one would be them.As soon as the words fell, the two figures flew East and West and jumped onto the test bench.
Under the stage, the silence was restored. People looked at mu Hanyan and Nan Aotian, but no one yelled. They were afraid that if they were not careful, they would disturb their mood and affect their strength.
With the coming of the war, the atmosphere became solemn.
Nan Aotian looks at mu Hanyan. Maybe it's because he saw the scene of Mu Hanyan's three swords flying fiercely yesterday. There is no slighting arrogance on his face. His breath is as calm as a towering peak.
Mu Hanyan also looks at Nan Aotian. He was too far away before and didn't really see it. Now he looks at it carefully. How can he be so familiar?
Search carefully in the mind, imperceptibly, mu Hanyan's eyes show a smile.
It's him. Yes, it's him. It turns out that the monster he met in his previous life was Nan Aotian. He was once the first master among the freshmen in Qinfeng college, and he was also a legendary figure. No wonder he didn't want to tell his identity at that time. I think it was too humiliating.
Recalling the dust laden past for a long time, recalling the original thought that there will be no intersection of friends, mu Hanyan's mouth, also hung a smile.
"What are you laughing at?" South Ao day frowned and asked.
"It's nothing. I think of something in the past." Mu Hanyan said with a smile, that smile is more unbridled than before.
"I dare to be distracted in the battle of masters. I think highly of you." The South Ao day mouth says so, but can't see the slightest scorn of meaning on the face, eyebrow on the contrary wrinkly more fierce, a pair of cautious old heavy appearance.
"I'm distracted because I know you're not my match." Mu Hanyan said confidently.
"Hum, that's a big tone. Draw your sword." Nan Aotian seems to be enraged by mu Hanyan and holds the sword handle.
"Wait a minute." Mu Hanyan suddenly made a stop gesture.
"What's the matter?" South Ao day tight frown asks a way.
"Just a moment." Mu Hanyan cast his eyes to the stage and gave a wink to Ling Baobao who was looking at him pitifully.
Ling Baobao quickly steps forward and pours on the edge of the competition platform.
"One move, one move at most." Mu Hanyan said.
Ling Baobao's eyes brightened, and he quickly turned and ran to realize his plan of picking money.
Mu Hanyan's voice was very small, but he didn't hide it from Nan Aotian's ears. His brow was more severe, and it was crowded into a Sichuan character, and his expression became more dignified.
"Are you really so sure?" South Ao day asks a way.
Mu Hanyan laughs but does not speak, slowly drew out the long sword.
A strong sense of sword envelops the competition platform. Hanxiao sword also gives out the clear sound of the artifact, which is frightening.
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