Chapter Thirty-Five: Difficulty in Distinguishing High and Low

  "Whoa, this is exhilarating! I'm not afraid of the intense pain on my body. 'Bring it on! It's been a while since I've had such a thrilling fight!'"

  "Then!"

  With a swing of his giant sword, Long Tianyu sidestepped and blocked with one sword. Both Long Tianyu and Huo Xuan retreated one step back!

  "This flame is fierce, the injury is not light, and the power has not diminished!"

  "Hah! Blazing Earth!"

  A gigantic Xun character burst out from the sword tip, flames soaring high as it leapt forward, roaring towards Long Tianyu with a crushing blow.

  Watching the soaring flames, the energy on the giant sword was enough to shatter a mountain, "This kid is playing with his life!"

  This move is no weaker than the previous one "Infernal Fury", upper stage of Xuan level, Fire Flash used this move, and most likely he won't even have the strength to stand up.

  The little girl covered her big eyes with fear, but there was a small gap between her fingers, watching this moment.

  "Hi!"

  With a loud roar, Long Tianyu charged forward, his sword flashing in the light. With his superior strength and physical advantage, what did he have to fear from him?

  "Hah!" Long Tianyu burst out of the ground, intentionally using his Dou Qi to blast apart the shattered round platform.

  The sand and dust scattered on the ground flew up again, blurring everyone's line of sight.

  "It's now! Wind Lock!"

  High up in the air, I suddenly felt something pulling on my feet. Although my upper body was still falling down, my legs were stuck in mid-air and my body was completely twisted.

  Abruptly slashed towards Long Tianyu.

  "Triggered! 'Fatal Strike' damage increased by 300%!"

  Long Tianyu's overhead giant sword was incredibly fast in an instant, as if assisted by a superior being, the sword energy and speed rose to another level.

  "Clang!"

  Originally hasty, plus insufficient energy, Huo Yan was no match for Long Tianyu, this demon. Huo Yan's giant sword flew out of his hand and soared high into the air.

  Looking at Long Tianyu who was within arm's reach, Huo Yan had no defensive power whatsoever, but surprisingly, Long Tianyu did not use his giant sword to pierce through his body.

  Long Tianyu, who was sprinting at such a fast speed, actually came to a steady stop in front of Huo Xuan. The sword's edge still had Ling Lie's fierce aura, and the cold light seemed to want to pierce through one's body, but it remained completely still, not moving a single thread.

  A giant red sword fell to the ground outside the arena and was caught in mid-air by the Sword King judge, preventing it from injuring any spectators.

  A gust of wind blows away the sand and dust, and two figures that seem to be at a stalemate appear in everyone's line of sight.

  However, a heavy black sword was only a hair's breadth away from Huo Xuan's neck.

  Long Tianyu put away his heavy sword and smiled slightly.

  Huoxiao let out a breath and said: "I lost! Your swordsmanship, footwork, and strength are impressive."

  "Admitted!" Out of respect for Huo Xuan, Long Tianyu made a hand gesture and flew down to Xiao Yatou's side.

  "Go! Let's go watch Xuan Yao's match!" Long Tianyu swept up Feng Xiao Ke in one motion, seemingly unaffected by the fatigue of having just finished his own match. But nearby, Feng Yijian's face was drenched with sweat, that thrilling moment had been so intense that even he couldn't stop his sword, if Long Tianyu had pierced Huo Yan's neck, this would have turned into a huge mess.

  "Hmph! Still waiting for you! Look at the first court, Xian Yao's match has already ended! It's all Autumn Wind brother's fault!" Feng Xiao Ke muttered with that adorable little mouth of hers, showing a face that she thought was very angry.

  Looking at the No. 1 court, there are obviously very few onlookers, which can confirm that it is no longer Feng Xueyao competing, if it were Feng Xueyao, the number of onlookers would be more than ten times now!

  "It's all brother's fault, brother will buy you a sugar gourd later!"

  As soon as she heard about eating sugar gourd, little girl immediately smiled and wiped the small saliva at the corner of her mouth with her small hand.

  This makes Long Tianyu feel that the life of a sect is not good, many young disciples of the sects are relying on this competition to relax and have fun, lovely little girl, in Fengtian Sect must be of high status, but hearing about sugar gourd, she gets so excited, thinking about it also feels pitiful.

  Seeing Channel 4, a large number of young people suddenly gathered to watch, Long Tianyu touched Xiaoyu's head and said: "Shall we go see Mu Rong Xueyi sister's match?"

  "Really! Xuan Yao sister said Murong Xueyi sister is even more beautiful than her! I also want to go and take a look!"

  Long Tianyu hugged Feng Xiaoke and directly jumped into the Imperial Guard circle of the Tianlong Empire. The Imperial Guards of the Tianlong Empire saw that it was Long Tianyu, who had already gotten used to it, and Murong Xueyi said he was a person of the Tianlong Empire.

  "Ah, Brother Autumn Wind, you've arrived! Just now, there was a loud noise from your direction, were you competing with someone?"

  Seeing Mu Rong Qing Yue jumping up and down, Long Tian Yu revealed a wicked smile: "Sister Mu Rong Qing Yue really guessed it right, it's me and Huo Xiao!"

  Huo Xuan's name was called out! The surrounding guards and Huo Yong and others were greatly shocked.

  "Brother, you're talking about the Flame Sect's Huo Xuan!" Murong Qingyue examined Long Tianyu to see if he was injured.

  "Yes, that kid is quite a fighter, he's a real man!" Long Tianyu said it lightly, but the listener's heart skipped a beat.

  "Huo Xuan is a first-rate Fire-type Sword King! And his combat skills are notoriously formidable! Brother, you shouldn't have lost, should you?!"

  "Brother Qiufeng won! That Huoxian brother is really admiring Brother Qiufeng!"

  Feng Xiaoke suddenly appeared from behind and said to Murong Qingyue and the others with a lovely smile.

  "Whose little girl is this! So adorable! Come to sister's hug!" Murong Qingyue snatched Feng Xiaoke from Long Tianyu's head.

  "Sister is so beautiful! I am Feng Xiao Ke of the Wind Heaven Sect!"

  "Autumn Wind Brother, you've taken Xiaoke away, won't the people of Feng Tian Sect..."

  "Sister, you're worrying too much, I've already greeted Wind and Lu's big brother." Long Tianyu looked around and asked.

  "Eagle soaring in the sky?"

  Xue Rendao said: "You went to compete, and he said something came up and left!"

  "Oh! So that's how it is." Long Tianyu nodded, taking a moment to recall, and he seemed to feel that what Ying Changkong said was slightly off.

  "Look! The beautiful big sister is on stage!" The person Feng Xiaoke was pointing at was precisely Murong Xueyi.

  Murong Xueyi was still wearing a purple gauze skirt, with the gentle breeze blowing, her long hair fluttering, that perfect figure, icy jade face, causing countless young men to fall in love.

  "Fourth match! Murong Xueyi versus Kurei!" A loud shout, a short young man jumped onto the stage, with a sly face looking at Murong Xueyi.

  "Who is Kray?" Murong Qingyue looked at Kray with great discomfort.

  "A third-tier Earth Swordmaster! He's completely looking for a beating!" Long Tianyu saw through Cley's level at a glance.

  Kerui didn't draw his sword, but instead smiled slyly and said: "Beautiful Murong Xue'er..."

  He hadn't finished speaking when a mighty water dragon suddenly appeared!

  "Boom!"

  A loud crash, no suspense at all, a small figure flew out miserably, heavily smashing onto the ground, four limbs in the air, extremely pathetic. As everyone guessed, he won't be able to get up for half a month.

  "Xue Yi, isn't your hand a bit too heavy? Seventh-tier magic!" Long Tianyu said with a smile.

  "Serves him right! If I were Snowy, I'd give him an eighth-tier magic spell. Just thinking about that lecherous look of his is disgusting!" Murong Qingyue pouted, while Xiaoke kept staring at Murong Xueyi who had just stepped down.

  "What a cute little girl!"

  Muyong Xueyi, who had just stepped down, saw Feng Xiaoke in Muyong Qingyue's arms and immediately ran over, stroking Xiaoke's little head with a gentle expression, as if the ice had suddenly melted. It made Jun Nian look like he was seeing a fleeting flower.

  It's rare to see Murong Xueyi smile, and it can't be denied that she still has a gentle side. It's just that these men are not worthy of her attention.

  "Murong sister, I'm Feng Xiaoke!"

  Feng Xiaole jumped into Murong Xue's arms, sniffed the fragrant scent, and looked very pleased.

  "Sister is so beautiful, Xiaoke can't tell them apart!"

  "What's the difference?" Mu Rong Xue asked curiously.

  "Xiao Ke can't tell, who is more beautiful, Xuan Yao sister or Mu Rong sister!" Xiao Ke's wronged expression made everyone laugh.

  Indeed.

  Feng Xinyao is elegant and refined, with a unique ethereal aura. Her skin is delicate, her expression is leisurely, her eyes are beautiful and alluring, her cheeks are rosy with a hint of a smile, her words are unspoken, her breath is as fragrant as orchids, and one smile can captivate the hearts of all who see her.

  Murong Xueyi's skin was as white as snow, her eyes were like a clear spring water. When she turned around, she had an elegant and refined temperament that made people feel ashamed of their own inferiority and not dare to profane her. The cold and proud spirit in her eyes had a captivating and enchanting quality that made people's souls flutter and become entangled.

  Two people are like a pair of rare flowers - one is a delicate orchid and the other is a snow lotus, each with its own unique charm...