At this time, sweat had already oozed out of Wan Xiaoyi's forehead. She knew that her strength was limited, so she used a killer move as soon as she came up to fight and decide quickly. Otherwise, even if she could win the next two games after a long time, she would definitely not be able to win.

Although the thoughts in his heart were very beautiful, Wuming's reaction completely shocked Wan Xiaoyi. When the handprint came to Wuming, Wuming's sword finally moved. He just let out a light sword without the momentum of rocks and the swaying mountains. It was as if a gentle sword slowly came from the void, and the huge handprint disappeared invisibly.

Wan Xiaoyi widened his eyes in surprise. Although she had already prepared that her strength would be inferior to that of a senior student, she never expected that she would be so much worse!

The students watching the game in the square also exclaimed. They did not expect that since the senior students were so powerful, there was only one person who was not as panicked as others, she was Murong Ningyue.

Murong Ningyue knew very well that Wan Xiaoyi's strength was a real spiritual master nine styluses. Wuming's cultivation was also the spiritual master nine styluses, but it was the peak of the spiritual master nine styluses. In terms of the thickness of spiritual power, it was far more than Wan Xiaoyi. After all, Wan Xiaoyi relied on elixirs to improve and had not had time to consolidate it. It was normal that he could not defeat Wu Ming.

However, Wuming was able to take Wan Xiaoyi's full-strength attack so lightly because of the gap in realm. Wuming's cultivation in the swordsmanship was too high. Although the sword just now seemed simple and unpretentious, it actually contained murderous intent, and contained millions of changes, but the amplitude was too small and too fast, so everyone couldn't see it.

Murong Ningyue's eyesight was amazing. No one could tell that she would not be deceived. At this moment, Wuming's fingers were trembling slightly. Obviously, he had paid a certain price to take the blow just now.

"I admit defeat!"

Wan Xiaoyi said dejectedly, after such a blow, of course she would not be stupid enough to know that she would have to touch the stone even if she could not beat her. As the saying goes, she would not worry about leaving the green mountains without worrying about burning firewood, let alone Murong Ningyue and the others behind, and it would not be embarrassing to lose.

Seeing Wan Xiaoyi walk off the ring, Wu Yaoyao patted her shoulder and comforted her: "It's okay Xiaoyi, this Wuming is really amazing. I probably won't be his opponent when I go up. It seems that only Yaoyao and Murong Ningyue can compete with him, but I still have to compete with him and just take it as a witness."

After Wu Yaoyao said that, she stepped onto the ring and saw another person coming up. Wuming's expression did not change at all, and it was still the same as at the beginning, as if there was only the sword in his eyes.

Perhaps he had already known Wuming's personality, and Wu Yaoyao stopped talking nonsense. As the spiritual power was circulating, a branch vine as thick as an adult's thigh suddenly appeared from behind Wuming, like a cold giant python tangling Wuming.

At this time, Wuming was still motionless, as if he hadn't realized it. He saw that the vine was about to entangle Wuming. If he was really entangled by this vine, Wuming's swordsmanship would probably not be able to be used no matter how powerful Wuming's swordsmanship was.

A hint of joy appeared in Wu Yaoyao's eyes. The vine was very close to Wuming. Even if Wuming reflected such a close distance, it would be too late to draw his sword. Just when everyone thought Wu Yaoyao was about to win this game, Wuming's sword moved!
Chapter completed!