Chapter 56: Mysterious Mountain Arena Tournament (Part 2)

  Wang Wanyue landed heavily on the stage, drew out her long sword and made a starting gesture, her eyes burning with intensity as she stared at her opponent.

  The willow leaf knife girl was taken aback, then suddenly smiled, raised an eyebrow and said: "Such a pretty little sister, you dare to come on stage with such skills? Aren't you afraid that if I accidentally slash your face, your boyfriend won't want you anymore?"

  Many people under the stage responded with faint laughter.

  Wang Wanyue's face suddenly changed to a gentle smile, and she nodded: "Yes, my sister is weak, originally didn't dare to go on stage."

  "Then why don't you go down?" said the Willow Leaf Knife Girl, Nu Yu Dao.

  Wang Wanyue shook her head, sighed and said: "But I've been practicing hard for so many years, today is really the best chance to stand on this stage. The masters of other stages are too strong, only the master here can be dealt with a little bit. I think if I don't come up now, I'm afraid there won't be another chance."

  The people below burst out laughing.

  Li Ran saw two girls go on stage and compete in wit and strength, with sharp tongues that didn't give an inch, and couldn't help but smile.

  The girl with the willow leaf knife had a deep, angry expression on her face. She let out a cold hum and said, "Sister, your eyesight is really not good, I'm afraid you'll be disappointed again this time. Make a move, sister wants to let you know that every arena master is not someone you can handle."

  One sword and one sword, two women rushed together, the sound of ding-dong was endless.

  They look good when they're standing, and they look even better when they're fighting. The audience cheers and chants their names, the two women are like two mythical creatures on stage, whipping up a colorful storm. Their blades flash with deadly precision, each strike is swift and merciless, always forcing their opponents to retreat. Their swordsmanship is ethereal and elegant, every move is a dazzling display of skill, leaving the audience mesmerized and struggling to keep up.

  Both women brought out all their strength, gritting their teeth to disrupt the opponent's attack rhythm. After a long time, the sword and knife suddenly became tighter, and the speed increased simultaneously. The cheers from under the stage were even more intense.

  The mountain wolf looked down with a cold eye for a while, then shook his head and said, "It's all show and no substance, not ruthless enough, how can you hurt the enemy!"

  Li Ruo's eyes gleamed with a smile, and in this regard, he was quite in agreement with the mountain wolf. The mountain wolf had a violent temper, often resorting to fierce battles, but it was precisely this that had cultivated his robust fighting style, stripping away all unnecessary moves and incorporating only the most lethal parts into his attacks. Every move was aimed at injuring or killing his opponent, leaving no room for error.

  And this is the most essential thing that Li Ruo has realized in his past life, fighting is not a child's play, once you lose the first hand, there will be no chance to turn over, so in the battle, if you don't make a move, then don't, but if you do, you must make sure the enemy loses all power to fight back.

  The two women's swords on stage are still too lipstick-like, far from the bloody realm.

  Gradually, Wang Wuxuan's breathing became heavier, and the willow leaf knife in front of him was splashing and slashing more and more fiercely. The knife's momentum was getting faster and more precise, quickly fluttering in front of his eyes like a flurry of snowflakes. Wang Wuxuan retreated step by step, and the sword in his hand was barely able to keep up.

  The willow-leaf knife girl also saw sweat on her forehead, but it was full of pride. The knife's momentum unfolded, and the essence of Qian Shan Mu Xue was fully displayed in her hands, releasing all its power, feeling extremely refreshing in her heart.

  With another sharp cry, the willow-leaf knife girl took a forceful step forward. Wang Wanxuan felt an intense pressure and involuntarily retreated another step back. Her foot slipped, and half of it had already stepped out of the arena. Now she was standing tightly at the edge of the arena, one more step would make her fall off.

  Many people under the stage were worried about Wang Wuxuan, and some people couldn't help but exclaim: "Be careful!"

  The Willow Leaf Knife Girl's knife skills became even faster, and Wang Wenyuan's sword moves became more and more chaotic. Suddenly, the Willow Leaf Knife Girl's knife skills tightened, and three consecutive knives came quickly, making people breathless, like a surging tide wave after wave, pressing down on Wang Wenyuan, the sharpness of the knife waves made Wang Wenyuan's eyes dizzy, and she hastily used her parting sword technique to its extreme, but still could not withstand such a fast attack.

  A loud shout, the willow leaf knife took advantage of the gap and enlarged in front of Wang Wuxuan's eyes. Wang Wuxuan was momentarily filled with sorrow and despair in her heart, knowing that she was indeed no match for her opponent, and there was no escape. Just as she was about to finish her last move, "Nine Turns to Leave the Stage", she suddenly jumped down from the stage. At this moment, a spark of inspiration flashed through her mind, and her hand unconsciously pressed out the variation that Li Ruo had taught her. The long sword followed the remaining force of "Nine Turns to Leave the Stage" and slanted towards one direction, but unexpectedly, it was exactly where the willow leaf knife's weakness lay. The long sword easily broke through and went in.

  "Huh?"

  Wang Wanyue's heart was pounding, and almost subconsciously, she followed Li Ran's teachings, swiftly raising her sword in a single motion, as if it had popped up from below. The sharpness of the sword light made people's hair stand on end, and with a whooshing sound, it arrived before the willow leaf knife could get close, stopping right at the girl's throat.

  The long sword stopped abruptly, and the willow leaf knife girl's movements suddenly froze. Her face turned pale, and the sword tip on her throat made her hair stand on end, frightening her into losing her composure.

  Two girls stood there panting heavily.

  The willow leaf knife was still in the air, feeling the sharpness of the sword tip on her throat. The girl was shocked and frightened, unable to imagine how she had lost. She had clearly been in a dominant position, just one move away from winning, but hadn't expected to be turned over by her opponent, losing miserably in a single move.

  Wang Wanyu's final sword move was extremely strange and wonderful, the people in the audience watched with their eyes wide open and mouths agape, suddenly someone shouted: "Great, great swordsmanship!"

  The audience erupted into thunderous applause.

  Wang Wanxuan bit her lip tightly, overjoyed as if in a dream, listening to the applause from below, feeling an unprecedented sense of satisfaction with her small victory. She never expected that Li Ran's casual teaching of one sword would have such incredible magic power, turning the tide and rewriting the outcome of the battle.

  Wang Wanyue was originally a thoughtful girl, and with just a little thought, she could guess that the move Li Ran taught her was not done casually, but rather it must have been after analyzing all the changes in the Willow Leaf Knife Girl's knife techniques, as well as his own final counterattack with the Separating Sword, only then could he calculate everything so accurately and terrifyingly, only then could he achieve such an unthinkable result.

  Wang Wanyue took a deep breath again, suddenly sheathed her sword and stepped aside, wiping the sweat from her forehead with force. The willow leaf knife girl had a lost expression on her face, dejectedly putting away her knife and walking down from the stage.

  Wang Wanyue stood alone on the stage, listening to the cheers and applause from below, feeling extremely pleased with herself. She stole a glance at Qin Fengchuan's platform not far away, saw that he was also looking over at her, and for a moment, her face bloomed into a flower-like smile.

  Just now, she said that she liked to stand on the stage, not just to avoid being looked down upon by her loved one. Wang Wanxuan knew that her loved one was too excellent, and she didn't want to be too far behind him. Now that she has also become a master of the stage, at least in this moment, she is successful, at least in this moment, she stands on the same level as her loved one.