Shaw Danon glanced at him. Issa's handsome face changed. Thinking of the book, he felt a "lust" was written on Issa's forehead.
Zeng Shushu turned around and said in surprise, "Junior Brother Zhang, why don't you look at them? You're always looking at me. It's because we hit it off, and I treat you as a friend that I brought you here. Oh right, who do you think has the best figure among them?"
Shaw Danon immediately turned his head, added the word "wolf" to his evaluation of Issa.
At this moment, the noisy crowd suddenly quieted down. Under everyone's watchful eyes, Lu XueQi stepped forward, bowed to ShuiYue Master sitting on the chair, ShuiYue Master lightly nodded, said, "Go."
Anan answered, straightened her clothes, her right hand held the incantation mark, her pair of bright eyes looked at the stage. At this moment, the faint cloud that was originally under her feet, suddenly whirled and gathered towards her from all directions, very quickly, a white cloud formed under Anan's feet, and then, Anan like a fairy, her whole person in this white cloud, slowly rose, floated in mid-air, moved to the stage.
The mountain breeze blew, the pure white clouds were like the softest and most beautiful silk, Anan's clothes fluttered, her skin was like snow, her beauty was indescribable, like a fairy from the Nine Heavens descending to the mortal world, making people feel pity for her, and also a bit of respect.
After a moment, thunderous applause came from below the stage. Shaw Danon was caught off guard. His ears were ringing. He was surprised. He did not expect Anan to be so popular. But then again, when he looked at the beautiful figure in mid-air, his heart was still moved, unable to control himself. It was hard to imagine there is such a beautiful person in the world.
Master Shuiyue who was sitting below the stage, her face which had always been cold, right now also had a smile.
After a moment, a young disciple walked onto the stage (because no one noticed). Square face, thick eyebrows. His appearance was decent, but he looked a little excited. Once on the stage, he said to Anan: "Lu Shimei, I am Dragon Head Peak's disciple Fang Chao. Today I have the honor to spar with Shimei, it is the honor of three lifetimes!"
"Shh!" The audience booed.
Lu XueQi was expressionless, said coldly in the air: "Fang Shixiong is too polite, I am Small Bamboo Valley eighth generation disciple Lu XueQi, today I seek advice from Fang Shixiong."
Shaw Danon stood under the stage, looking at Anan who was like a fairy in mid-air. His heart suddenly felt pain. Just a moment ago, Hidi Shijie was also standing in mid-air like this. In a trance, Anan's figure seemed to overlap with Hidi's figure.
Fang Chao was still chattering on the stage. It seemed like if he could continue to talk like this, he would not mind the competition until the end of time. Fortunately, there were a lot of people who were against him. Before he could finish, countless people, including Issa, shouted angrily, "Are you still not going to start?"
"Pervert!"
"Chattering like a woman! … Eh, this senior sister of Small Bamboo Height, ah, what are you doing, don't, I definitely don't have any other intentions … "
"Dang!"
The final bell finally rang. Lu XueQi's face turned cold as she looked straight at Fang Chao. Fang Chao was stared at by her cold eyes and felt a chill down his spine. Although from here, even with her cold face, she was still as cold as ever. But no matter what, he did not dare to joke anymore. He quickly put away his smile and straightened his mind. With a gesture of his right hand, a silver-white immortal sword appeared in his hand.
Shaw Danon frowned, remembered Kevern's sword "Frozen Ice". Issa snorted, said quietly: "Dragon Head Peak's people have Kevern as an example, they all like to practice this kind of sword."
Shaw Danon's eyes flashed, looked around, but he could not find Kevern. Not to mention the person he wanted to see the most, but did not want to see the most.
Where did they go? Shaw Danon lowered his head, his heart was sad.
Suddenly, Zeng Shushu pulled his arm and said happily, "Xiao Fan, look, it's starting."
Shaw Danon looked up at the stage and saw that Fang Chao had already taken out his celestial sword. The stage was instantly filled with cold air. But in Shaw Danon's eyes, he instinctively discovered that compared to Kevern who had fought with Tian Bolis in the past, Fang Chao's control of ice celestial arts was clearly still lacking.
On the other hand, Anan was still standing expressionlessly on the floating cloud, watching Fang Chao channeling his energy to form ice in front of her. She did not seem to have any intention to attack. On her back was a celestial sword in a sky-blue scabbard. Although this celestial sword could not fuse with its owner like most other celestial swords, from Fang Chao on the stage to all the Blue Cloud Sect disciples below the stage, no one dared to look down on it.
In the cultivation world, the Psychic esper can fuse with its master after a long time of cultivation. It can only be used when it is needed. It is very convenient. But some strange esper, because its spirituality is too strong, the human body cannot bear it. It cannot do this and can only be carried by the master. But this kind of esper is usually the most powerful esper. The higher the cultivation of the master, the more powerful it is. Jadeon's most powerful esper - ancient sword "Retribution" belongs to this category.
On the stage, the area three feet around Fang Chao was covered with a thin layer of ice. The disciples, such as Shaw Danon and Issa, could feel the cold air on their faces. But Anan, who was still standing in mid-air, did not seem to care about it. She only looked at Fang Chao coldly.
Fang Chao was performing a one-man show in front of everyone, his immortal sword dancing in the air. From the corner of his eyes, he could see the hundreds of gazes below the stage, but Lu XueQi's gaze seemed to be even colder than the cold air emitted by his immortal sword. It was so cold that he felt as if he had nowhere to put his hands and feet.
Fang Chao was a little anxious. He pointed with his right hand. The silver sword shot toward Anan. He shouted: "Lu Shimei, be careful!"
The crowd burst into laughter, looking at Fang Chao's expression, it was as if he was afraid of hurting Anan. Master Vasp Caelo, who was sitting below the stage, had an ugly expression, snorted heavily.
The snort was filled with disdain. The person next to him heard it and immediately reacted: "What? Vasp Caelo Shixiong seems to be dissatisfied?"
Master Vasp Caelo did not turn his head, said lightly: "Shui Yue Shimei, your disciples are really beautiful!"
ShuiYue Master's countenance changed, during this contest, Taoist Cang Song did not praise her sect's disciples' cultivation but praised the ladies' beauty, obviously there was sarcasm. ShuiYue Master was such a person, both her brows raised, immediately said, "I also did not know that under Qing Yun sect's cultivation, there are actually so many lechers, lechers."
Master Vasp Caelo was angry. He was about to retort, but Master Doyal Shen raised his hand and smiled: "Alright, alright. You are already hundreds of years old, don't be afraid of losing face by arguing in front of so many disciples. Watch the contest, watch the contest. "
The two Chiefs snorted heavily and turned their heads away.
Fang Chao's silver immortal sword had already shot to the cloud beneath Anan XueQi's feet. Anan XueQi's cold face did not have a trace of expression, and she did not move at all. The cloud beneath her feet carried her body backwards, but Fang Chao's immortal sword was even faster. In the blink of an eye, it had already caught up. Screams and sighs could be heard from below the stage.
At this critical moment, Anan flipped her hand and the sword on her back appeared in her hand. Her face was as cold as ice and she did not even unsheathe the sword. She only used the Sky Blue Sword to block in front of her.
[Clang!]
The clear echo reverberated in the square. It was very pleasing to the ear.
Fang Chao's silver sword seemed to have received a heavy blow. It bounced back. Master Vasp Caelo's face changed greatly. In the crowd's surprised eyes, Anan did not hesitate. A faint blush flashed across her face. Her right hand threw the sky blue sword along with its scabbard. At the same time, her right hand's five fingers stretched out. She held the spell tightly. The sky blue sword immediately shone brightly in the air. The blue light covered the entire stage. The celestial energy was rising. It was obviously not an ordinary weapon.
Fang Chao did not dare to be slow. The dazzling blue light covered the sky and earth. He was shocked. At the same time, he was furious that Anan did not even unsheathe her sword and looked down on him. But his hand still activated the sword. In a blink of an eye, three ice walls were formed in front of him.
In the air, Anan's eyes were as bright as stars. Her black hair fluttered in the wind. Her beauty was unparalleled and captivating. She seemed to be chanting an incantation in a low voice, and there was no expression on her cold face. Following her gaze, everyone only saw the celestial sword that was flying in the air at this moment, emitting a loud sound, like the roar of a ferocious beast, shaking the surroundings. In an instant, the blue light shone brightly, and the celestial sword seemed to break through the sky, like a wild dragon coming out of the abyss, and all the clouds within a radius of more than a hundred feet were forced to dissipate in an instant, without a trace.
Amidst the ten thousand rays of blue light, in the deepest part of the sky, the celestial sword seemed to have descended from the sky, shooting toward Fang Chao with unparalleled ferocity.
Fang Chao's expression was solemn. Sweat dripped from his forehead. He was obviously shocked by the power of Anan's blue sword. In an instant, the sword was already in front of him.
[Ka, ka, ka!]
Under the dumbfounded gazes of the hundreds of Azure Sky disciples, the three ice walls formed by Fang Chao were like tofu, as the blue immortal sword rushed in as if they were nothing and smashed into pieces.
Fang Chao was shocked, with his strength, it was not that he could not form more ice walls as defense but he thought that three would be enough. Unexpectedly Anan's skills were so profound, that blue celestial sword was even more powerful, in a blink of an eye it was before him.
At the moment of life and death, Fang Chao barely steadied his mind. The silver white sword glowed. He guarded in front of him and activated the white light shield. The next moment, Anan's blue sword had already collided with the white light shield.
[Boom!]
The deafening sound was like the wild thunder in the horizon, rumbling over, the enormous and invisible shock wave with the two celestial swords as the center, rapidly spread out, all of the Qing Yun disciples standing below the stage immediately felt a strong wind blowing against their faces, their entire body involuntarily took a step back, and the entire circle of spectators, at the same time, also expanded by a circle.
Everyone's expression changed. They were shocked by the power of the immortal treasures that they had never seen before.
After the moment of astonishment, everyone's gaze returned to the stage. Lu XueQi had unknowingly landed on the stage, and the immortal sword had already returned to her hand along with its scabbard. The blue and white light gradually dissipated, but everyone noticed that Fang Chao's face was as pale as a sheet.
Fang Chao slowly raised his head and pointed at Lu XueQi. His voice became hoarse for some reason, "You …"
Everyone was bewildered, not knowing what was going on. Suddenly, something strange happened. The silver-white immortal sword that had been in front of Fang Chao since the beginning suddenly emitted a few muffled sounds. Then, under countless gazes, a crack suddenly appeared on the sword's body, and then it rapidly expanded. A moment later, the immortal sword let out a pained cry, and with a "dong" sound, it broke into two pieces and fell onto the stage.
There was silence on and off the stage. Everyone held their breath.
Above the sea of clouds, there was no one who did not know what an immortal sword that had been trained for a long time meant to a cultivator.
"Wah." On the stage, Fang Chao spat out a mouthful of blood. He held his chest. His face showed pain. He could no longer hold on. He fell to the ground and fainted.
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