Zanxing

At the juncture of life and death, only a half stick, facing the fierce whip wind, actually opened a small flower.

This little flower is light pink, suddenly appearing at the tip of the stick, like a flower branch that suddenly grows in spring, with a kind of tentative beauty.

What? Duan Xiangrao frowned, subconsciously wanting to withdraw the whip. The snake bone whip, which has always been flexible and casual, now seems to be entangled by something unknown, and it is difficult to pull it out for a while.

The harder she tried, the deeper the snake bone whip sank, as if an invisible swamp appeared in front of her and the hairpin star, and the whip was sucked into it.

What's the matter? Why is Junior Sister Duan not moving? The disciples in the audience only saw Duan Xiangrao's sudden stop, and asked in doubt.

Hairpin stared at Duan Xiangrao coldly, and sent the other truncation stick forward.

On the empty test stage, a layer of shallow ripples suddenly appeared in the curved surface where the whip and the stick were intertwined, like the lake water under the moonlight in the autumn night, filled with the moonlight under the night. That round of bright silver moon rises and falls with ripples, and it is difficult to distinguish between the water and the sky.

Far from being vulgar, the picture is full of poetry. All the disciples in the audience were stunned for a while.

Clumsy technique, Duan Xiangrao said sarcastically, Did you use this trick before to pass the first round of the assessment? She let go of her hand and let the snake bone whip fly towards the water mirror in front of the hairpin star. He slammed his palms together and rushed towards the whip, shouting, Snake Shadow—

Ziluo under the stage said nervously: Not good!

The exercise that Duan Xiangrao picked up is called Snake Whip, and the third move in the snake whip is Snake Shadow. The snake shadow was extremely powerful, and it was unusual for Duan Xiangrao to reach the third level in just ten days. But ordinary people rarely use this trick when dealing with fellow disciples. Only because of this, the snake's shadow entered the body, and it was madly absorbing the Yuan force in the human body. Those who were injured may suffer from backwardness in their practice, and in severe cases, they may have life-threatening worries.

Hairpin star's cultivation base is not as good as Duan Xiangrao's, and now Duan Xiangrao uses the snake shadow killer move to force each other, hairpin star may have to suffer some hardships.

Sure enough, the snake bone whip that was caught in the water mirror suddenly turned into a phantom, and in an instant, it divided into dozens and hundreds of thin whips. Looking carefully, where is the whip, it is clearly a moving black snake, and countless snake shadows are rushing towards the hairpin star.

The water mirror, which was originally rippling with shallow ripples, suddenly appeared a crack, and then there was a loud loud noise, the ripples dispersed, and the moonlight shattered.

Go to hell! Duan Xiangrao's whip was near.

The hairpin star sneaked up and slanted, and hit back with a stick. The snake shadow seemed to be endless, and each snake shadow fell on his side, and swish into her body, stealing a cent of her Yuan force.

The gap between the late stage of foundation building and the early stage of foundation building is really too big.

But in the blink of an eye, Hairpin Star's gray robe has been dyed red with blood. Duan Xiangrao spread her hands, and countless snake shadows flew back to her hands, converging into a long whip with a faint blue sheen, she flew towards the hairpin star, and said with the whip: You can go down!

Hairpin Xing gritted his teeth, held a stick to meet him, and said, Don't talk too early!

At this critical moment, a familiar voice seemed to sound from the spiritual platform. This voice is crisp and soft, and it is as sobering as a Hong bell between heaven and earth. She said: The color of beauty, the voice in the sky, the color in the picture, the moon in the water, the flower in the mirror.

As the woman's voice finished, the broken stick in Xing Xing's hand suddenly grew. She felt that Xiao Yuanzhu in her body seemed to break through the shackles, she simply no longer controlled it, and let Xiao Yuanzhu's Yuan force wrap the stubborn stick.

The woman in white in the spiritual sense stood under the flower tree, and the stick wind stirred up by the dance stick swept the flowers off the flower tree. Now, there are no flower trees on the competition stage, but at the point of the stick, there are layers upon layers. A layer of rosy color bloomed.

The hibiscus is like a beautiful woman. The painting boat and the tower are always hidden in the bright sun and spring. There is no spring and autumn, no sun and moon, no twilight, no prosperity and decline. Thousands of trees, peach blossoms, and ten thousand years of medicine, I don’t know what to remember in the world. The so-called blue clouds and red clouds are fleeting, and the stars change from time to time. The only thing that remains unchanged is the mirror flower and the moon itself.

At the tip of the stick on the stage, there was a sea of ​​flowers. This sea of ​​flowers has layers of crimson, compromising the sunset on the horizon. In the red glow, the gray-robed woman standing in the middle seemed to be blurred into a stunning beauty. She was holding two broken sticks, and she was clearly embarrassed, showing a thrilling beauty.

The Yueguang Daoist in the distance shook his hand and said in awe, Jinghuashuiyue, she actually learned the complete Jinghuashuiyue?

To be able to play half a move is beyond people's expectations, not to mention the comprehension of Hairpin Xing, it is impossible to play a complete Mirror Flower Water Moon with her current cultivation level.

Duan Xiangrao on the stage had already sensed something was wrong, and swung the snake bone whip in his hand vigorously, but the snake bone whip hit a layer of flowers, not only did not smash the flowers, but instead hit a layer of hard barriers and bounced the snake bone whip. return.

The hairpin star suddenly revolved the energy of the whole body.

In the dozens of days she practiced Qing'e Nian Hua Stick, she has used this trick mirror flower water moon many times, but when there is no flower tree, she can only use water moon instead of mirror flower. But today, at the moment when Duan Xiangrao was forced into a desperate situation, Hairpin Xing suddenly understood the deep meaning of Mirror Flower.

It turns out that Mirror Flower was false at the beginning. In this case, there is no difference between with flower and without flower. Flowers are fake, but sticks are real. But the stick exists to dance the flower.

Just like the world in this book is fake, but she is a real person. She is wearing the identity of this tool person, but to create a real path that she will take, not to be an accessory who does not know where she will be thrown by fate in the next moment.

She just wants to live, to control the direction of her own destiny.

The stick is smashed in the air, and the place where it is smashed, the sea of ​​flowers is like a waterfall. The flying sticks made Duan Xiangrao's snake whip unable to approach, but she herself was forced to retreat.

Seeing that he was about to be pushed to the edge of the competition platform, Duan Xiangrao gritted his teeth and waved the whip again with Yuan force: Snake Shadow!

Countless snake shadows flew towards the sea of ​​​​flowers. False and vain, sensible and charming, make this empty competition platform also bizarre. Everyone's heart is in the throat. No one can guess the ending.

boom--

The faint blue whip was broken into two pieces, and the luster on the top quickly dimmed, like a piece of rotten and dead wood, no longer vicious and agile. The next moment, the gray-robed woman turned and rolled around, slashing the opponent's knees and feet with the stump stick in her hand.

Duan Xiangrao flew off the table.

On and off the stage, there was silence.

The gray-robed woman drew back her stick, and the water patterns, the sea of ​​flowers, and the glow in the air disappeared in an instant, as if it was just a beautiful dream.

The voice of the disciple who read out resounded throughout the competition stage: The thirtieth group, Yang Xingxing wins—