After binding the investment system, I began to cultivate the empress

In the arena.

The wind was howling, and a few strands of broken grass were swept by the wind and floated between the two swordsmen.

The autumn wind is blowing (isn’t it the beginning of summer yet?), and the scene is of a duel between peerless swordsmen.

"The wind is very noisy today."

Wu Chushu, with his clothes fluttering and a long sword in his arms, said with a slightly melancholy look.

"It's a good day for a sword fight."

Xie Xuan held a sword upside down, wore a bamboo hat, and held a piece of grass in his mouth, looking helpless.

Wu Chushu sighed and narrowed his eyes. "I've long heard that Tianshan Sword Manor is a sacred place for swordsmanship, but this title originally belonged to my Hengyun Sword City. I'm challenging you today not to prove that I'm better than you, but to tell the world that what Hengyun Sword City has lost, I must take back with my own hands."

As he spoke, he changed into a very handsome sword-holding posture.

"please!"

"Um, you too." Xie Xuan vaguely felt that his posture was a little familiar, as if he had seen it not long ago.

"Please, you go first!"

Wu Chushu changed his posture again.

"...You don't have to pose anymore."

Xie Xuan's mouth twitched slightly, and he dropped the grass root in his mouth to the ground with a "smack" sound, pointing around and saying:

"It's no use imitating Brother Li. Look, is there anyone else here?"

"Is there anyone else~ Is there anyone~ Is there anyone...?"

The voice echoed in the silence. Wu Chushu was stunned and turned around to find that there was no one around.

When he saw Li Mo holding the magic sword and the posture of thousands of swords flying in the air, he felt his scalp tingling and his brain trembling, so he studied very seriously for a long time.

Now the little postures are in place, the wind is blowing, and the atmosphere is there.

No one watched it?

"How could this happen?" Wu Chushu was struck by lightning.

"Isn't the duel between Li Mo and Ying Bing interesting? Why are you running to watch you and me?"

Xie Xuan drew his sword in anger:

"Hurry up and do it. I'm waiting to see it too. If you keep asking me to please, I'll stab you to death with my sword."

"......"

Wu Chushu's face is full of sorrow.

Since ink exists, why does writing exist?

.....

In front of the arena on the opposite corner, there were two completely extremes. At this time, there were crowds of people, endless discussions, and countless eyes were looking at the two people on the stage.

The world focuses on where you belong.

The young man was handsome and elegant, and the fuzz on his mouth had faded away at some point. He was sunny and handsome, and his face did not look aggressive at first glance, making people think of a kind-hearted gentleman.

In the dusk, Ying Bing had a natural charm between her eyebrows and eyes. Her face was cold and gentle in the twilight where light and dark mixed together, revealing a certain divinity.

If I had to describe it, it would probably be like a fairy in a storybook who strayed into the human world and fell in love with a mortal.

The two stood on the stage, clearly in a duel, but there was no tension at all, giving people a strange sense of harmony.

“Together, together!”

"I suggest giving a kiss first."

"Let's be serious. In this competition, the No. 1 Potential Dragon this year might very well be born among them."

Among the vast number of common people and people in the martial arts world, many have been misled by Shang Qinqing to become CP fans, but most of them are girls in the imperial capital who are waiting to be married.

Most people are more concerned about who is at the top of this year's potential dragon list.

Who will win in this duel between the two?

Shang Qinqing thought for a moment and said loudly:

"Yes, this is related to the future family status!"

"So whether it's Champion fans, Ice fans, or CP fans, there's essentially no difference. Why do we have to make such a clear distinction?"

"What I said is true."

"Is that right?"

After a period of confusion, many people's eyes gradually showed a sudden enlightenment.

"Come on." Li Mo looked serious and ready for battle.

Well...it just looks like that.

In fact, his true essence, soul, and body were all in a state of extreme exhaustion.

This is no longer something that can be recovered by regulating one's breathing. If it were someone else, it would take at least ten days or half a month to recuperate, but it would take him three or two days to recover.

And he had just broken through.

This isn't a game where his status will be fully restored once he levels up. On the contrary, he still needs to consolidate his realm.

So he still planned to...

"Ah."

Ying Bing nodded slightly and raised the Taibai Sword.

However, what arrived earlier than the Taibai Sword was the clear and tranquil Taiyin light.

"You rely heavily on the Golden Armor Divine Will, while the Taiyin Soul has only achieved a certain realm but has not yet discovered its true magical power."

The voice of Zhuyu Luopan and the Taibai Sword arrived at the same time.

Li Mo subconsciously raised the Heavenly Sword.

At the time of collision, a cool yet comfortable energy came from the hilt of the sword.

"Ice lumps..."

"Don't be in a daze." Ying Bing lowered her eyes and looked at him.

Seeing this scene, those who were at a higher level and realized what they were doing all leaned back slightly.

What a showdown!

Fairy Han was clearly using the duel as an excuse to help him consolidate his realm and nourish his soul!

“Things are a little different from what I expected, but…”

Shang Qinqing resisted the urge to roll on the ground, and said with shining eyes:

"There's no doubt I'm invincible."

"But there has to be a winner, right? How do we decide who wins and who loses?"

"Dude, wake up, they all won, guess who lost?"

"Ah...me?"

"What the hell, they tricked us into coming here to kill us? I was about to go home for dinner!"

The expectant audience was in an uproar as they watched the two swords clashing and the Qi circulating on the stage.

In this exciting Qianlong Conference, if you two don’t want to fight, then don’t fight.

What does it mean to hit the audience?

The expressions of everyone in the audience instantly turned into various Peppa Pig images.jpg.

At this moment, someone shouted:

"Xiaoba....uh, it looks like Wangqi's fighting spirit is about to lose!"

Everyone looked around quickly.

Is it because they just experienced a war that they can no longer continue?

Li Mo was knocked back by a sword and was already at the edge of the ring, about to fall.

That’s right, Li Mo is going to follow the original plan.

To be fair, according to the rules of the tournament, he should have lost to Bingtuozi in this round.

Luck is also part of strength. He was drained of his luck ahead of time, and there was nothing that could be done about it.

The Empress of Phoenix Sky, the ice ball of red destiny.

Isn't it natural for her to be the number one in Qianlong?

"At night, should I look at the black or the white first?"

As he fell backwards, Li Mo looked at the gorgeous sunset dyed rose red and began to think for no reason.

By the way, why should we rank them in order?

Can't there be one black and one white?

Hiss...Why do I feel my cock getting harder the more I want it...Li Mo felt his nose tip itchy and a faint heat coming out.

Look, I'm bleeding.

Who dares to say that this showdown is not intense?

Paji.

"Li Mo fell outside the ring, Ying Bing... huh?"

Just as the purple-robed eunuch was about to announce the winner, his eyes suddenly opened slightly, as if he had seen a ghost.

Even he didn't notice what had just happened.

"Ok?"

Feeling the amazing softness and elasticity of the back of his head, Xiao Li looked up in confusion.

But I saw that quiet, beautiful face under the shining sun and moon, with a cold expression, but a slight smile in her eyes:

"I came down first, so I lost."

He said he lost.

But Li Mo felt that no matter how he looked at it, Bingtuozi looked like a successful and cool cat.

Student Li knew that he had won, but he also felt like he had lost.

so.....

Li Mo couldn't figure out whether he won or not, but Bingtuozi said he lost.

The audience...not to mention the audience, they have never been bullied so much in their life, they are completely begging for mercy.

So who wins?

"Hahahahahaha!!"

Shang Qinqing laughed loudly towards the sky, feeling very proud and obsessed.

...

PS: Please charge the battery, muah-3-