activa-t Chapter 253 Victory
Chapter 253 Victory
The clash of swords made a clanging sound. Fang Qian retreated after one strike, with more admiration for Leng Zhuxin in his eyes.
Although it was just one move, she could feel Leng Zhuxin's strong aura. He was not a person who was all talk and no action, and his moves were extremely steady.
She originally thought that the rumors were exaggerated, but now she had to admit that Leng Zhuxin was much stronger than Qin Gu.
Qin Gu entered the Demon Pill Stage three years earlier than her, but was defeated by her every time.
Don't pretend she doesn't know. Qin Gu was thinking today that he would wait until she was exhausted before going on stage. Once he defeated her, he could clear up the rumors that he was inferior to women.
Fang Qian glanced at Qin Gu in the audience with disdain, and when he turned to look at Leng Zhuxin, he really regarded Leng Zhuxin as his opponent.
She used a sword, and her swordsmanship tended to be bold and aggressive. Although she still restrained her strength a little, it was difficult to conceal the ferocity in her moves.
All sword techniques in the demon world are like this, every move is extremely brutal.
It is common to get hurt in the ring, but today is the Mo family's home court, so Fang Qian doesn't want to hurt anyone in the Mo family, so he holds back.
Leng Zhuxin had never learned swordsmanship, and the spells and swordsmanship he learned in the world of immortal cultivation could not be used in the world of demons. Naturally, there was no pattern to his attacks, and many of his moves were more like sword moves.
Fortunately, swords and knives have something in common, and I have learned a lot from playing with them.
The people below the ring could only see Leng Zhuxin turning from defense to offense, but Fang Qian, who was competing with Leng Zhuxin, could feel that Leng Zhuxin's moves were gradually becoming more proficient from unfamiliar.
He even seemed to have learned some of her moves, and his attacks became more bold and aggressive.
Leng Zhuxin pursed her lips, every move seemed to have been practiced in her mind countless times. The spiritual power was converted into magic power through the small magic knife in her dantian and attached to the magic knife.
The magic sword added a bit of coldness, and her footwork was exquisite. Every time Fang Qian was about to hurt her, she would dodge and escape danger.
Leng Zhuxin fell into a mysterious state. Fang Qian in front of her was no longer an enemy, but more like a master who taught her moves.
She slowly let go of the magic knife as she danced, leaving afterimages. Her complicated dress fluttered with her movements, like a swallowtail butterfly dancing on the stage.
Under Leng Zhuxin's relentless pressure, Fang Qian had a few drops of cold sweat on his forehead. A fire was burning in his heart, and he no longer held back, but attacked Leng Zhuxin with fierce sword moves.
It went straight for Leng Zhuxin's fatal point, but of course it was a few inches off.
Leng Zhuxin raised his sword to block in front of him, and the tip of the sword hit the magic knife, creating a few sparks. Leng Zhuxin turned the magic knife in his hand and attacked forward, forcing Fang Qian's sword to fall, and a wound appeared on the back of his hand.
But Fang Qian still refused to admit defeat and retreated quickly. When she was near the ring, she turned her toes and attacked Leng Zhuxin from behind, and the magic sword was recalled by her again.
Leng Zhuxin stood in the center of the ring without moving, the long sword was very close to her throat, and everyone in the audience was worried for her.
But in just a blink of an eye, Leng Zhuxin disappeared from the spot and appeared behind Fang Qian with the magic knife in his hand. The magic knife turned in Leng Zhuxin's hand, and the blade that could hurt people turned to the outside.
The handle of the knife, which would not hurt anyone, fell on Fang Qian's fair neck.
A warm feeling spread behind Fang Qian's ears, and then Leng Zhuxin's cold voice fell into her ears, "Miss Fang, you lost."
Fang Qian was still unable to react. The magic sword was in her hand, maintaining the same posture as when she was making an attack. However, it was not as she expected. It was not Leng Zhuxin who was holding Leng Zhuxin hostage, but Leng Zhuxin who was holding her hostage.
After Leng Zhuxin's words, she did not use her hand to take away the magic knife that Leng Zhuxin had placed on her neck. She was neither angry nor depressed. She curled her red lips and put her magic sword back into the scabbard.
"I lost. I thought the rumors were exaggerated and not true. I didn't expect that the Mo family's sister is really so powerful. She has such strength even at the early stage of the magic pill.
I was defeated today, but I hope I can fight with Sister Qingyun in the future.
I, Fang Qian, don’t have many friends and don’t need any, but if I have a friend like Sister Qingyun, I need one!
I wonder if Sister Qingyun can give me this opportunity?"
Fang Qian turned his head to look at Leng Zhuxin, his eyes full of admiration, without a trace of jealousy.
Leng Zhuxin also realized that although Fang Qian was a member of the demon clan, he had pure intentions. He was not deliberately trying to cause trouble for her by means of the competition, but wanted to test her strength. He could be considered a martial arts fanatic.
He was willing to acknowledge this friend, and after putting away the magic knife, he smiled. "It is my honor to be friends with Sister Fang. We can learn from each other more in the future. I also learned a lot from Sister Fang today."
"Haha, Sister Qingyun is really straightforward, unlike those people who have complicated thoughts in their minds.
Then I wish you success in winning today's prize!"
Fang Qian laughed happily, jumped off the ring on his own initiative, walked back to his seat but did not sit down. Instead, he carried a chair to the place closest to the ring, intending to watch the fight.
Leng Zhuxin defeated Fang Qian and became friends with Fang Qian, who wanted to be alone, which surprised many people.
Qin Gu, who had originally planned to wait for Fang Qian to defeat Leng Zhuxin before going on stage, didn't know what to do.
He originally thought that after Fang Qian defeated Leng Zhuxin, he would comfort the beauty and then defeat Fang Qian to avenge Leng Zhuxin.
But now Leng Zhuxin has won, who should he comfort?
Comfort Fang Qian?
Fang Qian is indeed a beauty, with a charming appearance, but no one in the Demon King's City dares to comfort her.
She was even more ferocious than some male demon cultivators. When they were training together before, a demon lion bit off a large piece of flesh on her calf, but she didn't even cry out in pain, and she even killed the demon lion with her own hands!
Qin Gu wouldn't dare to mess with a woman like this!
Whoever marries such a shemale demon will be in trouble!
Qin Gu was thinking in his heart, and his gaze inevitably stayed on Fang Qian for a little longer. Fang Qian glared at him fiercely, and he quickly pretended to be casual and looked away.
Although he still maintained a smile on his face, he was thinking in his heart that when the Holy Lord succeeded, he would make Fang Qian, this woman, crawl at his feet and admit defeat!