C499 White Clothes in the Sword

"Who does Third Brother think will win this competition?"

Seeing that the two of them had already fought for hundreds of rounds but still could not determine the victor, Mu Han could not help turning his gaze to Guxing, who was smiling and not saying anything, and asked with interest.

"Judging from the situation, it is really hard to tell who is stronger and who is weaker. But if we must choose one person who is more optimistic, then I will choose the white robe in the sword, Qiu Faangshuo. " Guxing thought for a moment and said.

"Oh?" Mu Han heard him and pinched his chin. "Could it be that Shadowless Swordsman Feng Moan has some flaws?"

"Whether it is sword skills, movement skills, or even cultivation base, the two of them are not much different. But compared to Qiu Faangshuo, Feng Moan is somewhat unable to keep his cool. "

Guxing smiled and said, "Liu, look carefully. Although his sword skills are still sharp and tricky, his Qi is already somewhat chaotic. On the other hand, Qiu Faangshuo is still incomparably calm. Furthermore, I have a feeling that this man in white still has some strength left in his sword. "

After all, Mu Han's true cultivation base was slightly weaker than his, so it was impossible for him to see through it as clearly as he did. Upon hearing this, he immediately observed carefully and discovered that it was indeed as Guxing had said. The more Feng Moan fought, the more impetuous he became. The sword shadows on the battlefield had become so dense that it made one's scalp tingle. It covered Qiu Faangshuo layer by layer, and it seemed like he had the upper hand. In fact, he was already strong on the outside, but weak on the inside. Although Qiu Faangshuo had been passively fighting, he had always been on the defensive. However, his Qi had never been messed up. Although Feng Moan's sword attack was powerful, However, he had not even touched a corner of his white robe. It could be seen that his control of the situation had reached a level where he could do whatever he wanted.

"Mr Yeh, which one of them do you think will win?"

At this time, Yu Luoning, who had been sticking close to Yeh Duhsing, suddenly turned her pretty eyes. She looked at the two people who were engaged in a fierce fight and asked casually.

She thought that Yeh Duhsing would deliberately ignore her words like before, but she did not expect that he would actually coldly reply this time, "In less than 30 rounds, Feng Moan will definitely lose. "

"Eh?" Yu Luoning was still secretly happy that he was willing to talk to her. When she heard the content of his words, she tilted her head and said, puzzled, "That's not right. It was clearly Feng Moan who had the upper hand. "

Yeh Duhsing did not speak. He held his sword with a confident look. Clearly, he was very confident in his own deduction.

Seeing that he began to ignore her again, Yu Luoning could only gloomily shift her attention to the competition that was going on. Although she was deeply infatuated with Yeh Duhsing, it did not mean that she did not have her own independent thoughts. On the contrary, she thought highly of Feng Moan. In her mind, the white-clothed Qiu Faangshuo in the sword was indeed stunning. However, how could he be compared to them who had been nurtured by the family since young? It was only a matter of time before they lost.

"Hehe, Mr Yeh, let's make a bet. If I win, you can kiss me in front of everyone. If you win, I will kiss you in front of everyone. How about it?"

Yu Luoning said with a sweet smile. Unfortunately, the person she talked to was Yeh Duhsing, who always did not know how to react. After hearing what she said, Yeh Duhsing glanced at her and said. "The suggestion is not bad, but the conditions should be changed. If I win. . . You'll never be able to pester me again. "

Saying this, he paused for a moment and said: " I bet that Qiu Faangshuo will win this battle. "

"You're so annoying. I'm not pestering you. This is just a way for me to express my affection to you. " Yu Luoning blinked her big eyes and said with an especially alluring smile, "Hehe, Mr Yeh, then you will definitely lose. I bet that Feng Moan will win. "

"Remember my conditions. " Yeh Duhsing turned his head after saying that and continued to pay attention to the competition between the two. Yu Luoning smiled slyly like a little fox and also cast her gaze over.

On the battlefield, it was still difficult to determine who was stronger. Feng Moan felt like he was about to explode from anger. He was the dignified young master of Feng family, and his status was extremely prominent. But now, he couldn't even take down the son of a third rate family. He didn't even need to talk about leading the younger generation. Immediately, he exerted all of his abilities, hoping that he could kill Qiu Faangshuo as soon as possible so that he could regain his reputation.

"The tenth movement of the Shadowless Sword Art, Boundless Sword Sea!"

With a furious roar, Feng Moan waved the Shadowless Sword in his hand to the extreme. Instantly, every inch of the space was filled with sword shadows, bursting forth with endless killing intent. It gave people the illusion that they were in a sea of swords, the dense sword shadows. Just a glance was enough to make one's scalp tingle. Just as Qiu Faangshuo was slightly stunned. . . Feng Moan suddenly jumped high into the sky and pressed down with the entire sea of swords. Judging from his momentum, it was obvious that he was going to completely destroy Qiu Faangshuo and the entire arena.

"Hmm, he has already mastered the Shadowless Sword Technique to such an extent at such a young age. Brother Feng, your family really has a peerless genius!"

Beneath the arena, the Xi Clan's elder stroked his beard and smiled as he spoke to the Feng Clan's elder with envy.

"Haha, the Young Lord's natural talent is extraordinary, and he has diligently cultivated since young. It's reasonable for him to have today's accomplishments. " The Feng Clan elder smiled and said: "As for the extraordinary genius, your clan's Young Master Yun Fan is not inferior to my clan's Young Master at all, right?"

The Xi Clan elder immediately raised his head proudly and cupped his hands without the slightest trace of modesty as he said: "Same here. "

On the side, the Yu Clan elder had an expressionless face, whereas the Ye Clan elder instantly curled his mouth disapprovingly after hearing the conversation between the two of them that boasted about themselves, and a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes.

Facing Feng Moan's sword move that seemed as if it could topple mountains and overturn seas, Qiu Faangshuo finally lost his composure. His expression became unprecedentedly solemn, but this didn't mean that he was afraid. On the contrary, the surging combat intent in his eyes was no longer concealed. At this critical moment, he shook his sword again and again. Instantly, countless sword flower appeared, like a sea of flowers, intoxicating people. Then, he let out a soft shout, and his body suddenly rose from the ground. Facing Feng Moan's endless sea of swords, he was like a peerless divine sword that broke through the sky. His white clothes gave people an indescribable shock at this moment. It turned out that the countless sword flower were just a disguise. Qiu Faangshuo leapt into the sky. He thrust his sword out horizontally, but it gave him an imposing manner as if he was going to pierce through the entire sea of swords.

Upon seeing this, Guxing and Yeh Duhsing spoke in unison, "Feng Moan. . . Lost. "

Before their voices could fade, the countless sword shadows and sword flower disappeared from the scene. This scene made everyone feel deeply surprised. They thought that it would be a world-shaking collision. Unexpectedly, the outcome of the battle had already been revealed in the silence. Qiu Faangshuo slowly withdrew his sword. Feng Moan's body fell to the ground. Of course. . . He did not take his life. Feng Moan only fainted because he had used up all his energy.

"Young master!"

Upon seeing this, the face of the old man from the Feng family turned extremely ugly, as if he had just eaten a dead fly. When he thought about how he was still bragging about how amazing his young master was, and how he was defeated in the blink of an eye, he fell to the ground, unable to get up. The elder of Feng family felt his face burning up, but at the same time, he was worried about Feng Moan's injuries. He quickly appeared on the stage in a flash. When he found out that Feng Moan had only fainted, he let out a long sigh of relief.