Chapter 731 War begins
According to the agreement between the Wuliang Sect and the Shura Sect, there will be three battles to determine the ownership of the mining rights of the Yongzhou mineral veins. The party with the greater number of wins will finally obtain the mining rights of the mineral veins.
The battle between Huan Yin and Ruan Shushu was undoubtedly arranged for the finale. In other words, if one side wins two consecutive games in the first two games, then Huan Yin and Ruan Shushu may not have to play.
After the competition officially started, Huan Yin used the excuse that he wanted to continue adjusting to his pre-battle condition, so he told Duan Tianchang that he would stay in his training room for the time being. Since the agreed battle location was very close to the branch of Wuliang Sect, Duan Tianchang agreed to Huan Yin's request. However, before he left, he arranged for his disciples to be responsible for notifying Huan Yin to come on stage when necessary, and repeatedly warned Huan Yin not to miss important events.
After Duan Tianchang left, Huan Yin naturally did not retreat and adjust. He hadn't been there for the past three days, so how could he suddenly figure it out today?
Huan Yin just didn't want to participate in that battle, or even watch it. Because he knew that the battle itself was wrong, and his side was on the opposite side of the people of Yongzhou. In his heart, he even vaguely hoped that the Wuliang Sect would lose the first two games in a row, but even he did not dare to admit this to himself.
"I hope I won't encounter this kind of battle again in this life." Pacing back and forth in the training room, Huan Yin's current condition was obviously very bad. Especially every time he thought of that beautiful woman in white as snow, he would keep repeating this sentence.
Huan Yin really didn't want to fight Ruan Shushu, because whenever he thought of that beautiful woman, he would feel that she was so holy and should not be violated. Especially when he thought about the suffering people of Yongzhou standing behind him, he didn't even want to take action.
However, after two and a half hours, what shouldn't have come finally came.
"Dong dong dong!" There was a knock on the door of Huan Yin's training room, and Huan Yin, who was pacing back and forth, suddenly stopped as if he had a premonition, and his body trembled slightly.
Huan Yin didn't speak, but a young disciple's voice came from outside the room: "Senior Brother Huan, each side will take one in the first two games, and it will be your turn next time."
Finally, Huan Yin clenched his fists unconsciously, and that beautiful white silhouette flashed through his mind again. Then, he loosened his fist again and said, "Okay, I'll go right away."
Not long later, under the guidance of the disciple, Huan Yin flew all the way, and after less than half a moment, he arrived at the agreed battlefield.
After Huan Yin's observation, he found that the location of this battle was coincidentally next to a salt lake. Even a large number of disciples from Wuliang Sect and Shura Sect were standing opposite each other across the salt lake, secretly competing with each other.
However, this salt lake is different from the one where Huan Yin fought against Ruan Shushu for the first time. This salt lake is quite huge, seven or eight times the size of the previous one. Moreover, the degree of salinization is even worse. Almost everything above the lake has turned white, and in some places people can even stand on it.
After Huan Yin arrived, a burst of cheers suddenly erupted in Wuliang Sect. These cheers came from the disciples of the Wuliangmen Yongzhou branch, and also from the elders of certain branches. Because they all know that Huan Yin is the number one among the younger generations in Yangzhou. He was invited here to bring the most perfect end to today's battle.
But at this moment, those cheers were nothing to Huan Yin. He just came with an expressionless face, but his eyes were always focused on the woman in white dress standing at the head of the Shura Cult crowd across the lake.
She is still so beautiful. Qiao smiled sweetly, and her beautiful eyes rested on Huan Yin.
"The woman in the white dress standing in front of you is the saint of the Shura Sect, and she is also your opponent today. She is very strong, and her cultivation has reached the middle stage of the extreme realm. You must be careful and never underestimate the enemy. Also, don't Impressed by her beauty." Huan Yin came to the front of the Wuliangmen, and Duan Tianchang whispered a few words to him.
Turning around and looking at Duan Tianchang, who looked serious next to him, Huan Yin suddenly felt that this man was a bit sanctimonious, so he couldn't help but feel a sense of disgust in his heart. However, he still nodded expressionlessly and said: "Sect Master, please rest assured that Huan Yin will definitely complete the tasks assigned by the sect."
Duan Tianchang noticed the difference between Huan Yin and when he first arrived, but he didn't know Huan Yin well and thought that Huan Yin would become like this when facing a war. Therefore, he didn't care at all and just nodded with satisfaction at Huan Yin's answer. Of course, he didn't even notice that Huan Yin didn't even have the slightest look of determination on his face at that moment, and he said he would "get it done" rather than "get it done".
"Let's fight!" Duan Tianchang felt that it was almost done, so he turned his face and shouted towards the other side, with the power of cultivation still in his voice.
Then, the figure standing next to Ruan Shushu opposite, covered in black gauze, nodded slightly, and a woman's slightly feminine voice came out from under the black gauze: "Fight!"
The sect leaders of both sides spoke, and the battle between Huan Yin and Ruan Shushu was finally inevitable. So, without a moment's hesitation, the two of them flew up and soon floated over the vast salt lake.
Today, Huan Yin is still wearing the moon-white Taoist robe that he wears most often. The color of his body is exactly the same as the color of Ruan Shushu's dress at this moment. Then, the two slender white figures were seen confronting each other in the sky. But they were supposed to be mortal enemies, but at first glance they had the same flavor.
"I said, I won't hold back anything in today's battle. Therefore, you will definitely lose today. This is your own choice!" Huan Yin said expressionlessly as he looked at the woman in the white dress opposite.
However, what he was thinking at this moment was that he was going to lose the game. Therefore, he deliberately provoked Ruan Shushu, hoping that the other party could defeat him with all his strength.
Ruan Shushu's face was still filled with a soft smile, and she didn't look at Huan Yin as if she were looking at an enemy. However, the words she spoke contained a kind of confidence and dominance: "I will not lose!"
"Okay!" Huan Yin laughed suddenly. He felt that staying here for a moment longer would make him extremely uncomfortable. Therefore, the spiritual power in his body suddenly rose, and then he rushed towards Ruan Shushu with his sword!
The sword in his hand is the Yang Sword. However, Huan Yin seemed to have used his strongest magic weapon at this moment, but the power contained in the sword was not very strong. If it weren't for the warm white light on the sword that looked the same as usual, I'm afraid the Wuliang disciples below would have noticed that he intended to hold it back.
The moment Huan Yin's sword struck in front of Ruan Shushu with its hot sword light, Ruan Shushu's beautiful cheeks became slightly hot.
The willow eyebrows were raised, but Ruan Shushu was unhurried. With a move of her right hand, a small white flower was immediately held in her hand.
The flowers were as white and flawless as Ruan Shushu herself. The flowers were tiny, but they exuded a power that even made Huan Yin feel a little frightened.
If it were a normal opponent, Huan Yin didn't know if he could win over the little flower in Ruan Shushu's hand with all his strength. But today he knew that he would definitely be no match for this little flower.
The jade finger gently touched the flower, and the flower immediately trembled. Then, a small white petal that looked inconspicuous detached from the flower and floated towards Huan Yin's sword.
The petals facing the sword looked so weak that it was impossible to block Huan Yin's sharp edge. However, none of the monks watching the battle had any intention of looking down on the petals, and neither did Huan Yin.
The petals suddenly stopped three inches away from the tip of the sword, and then in front of everyone's eyes, they suddenly turned into a hundred and became a large piece, completely blocking Huan Yin's path forward.
The transformed white petals no longer have that weak feeling at this moment. Instead, the edges of the petals light up with a slightly cold light, showing that they are no different from sharp hidden weapons.
At this moment, Huan Yin smiled. But no one could see this smile, only Ruan Shushu who was opposite him.
Then, Huan Yin rushed forward towards the numerous petals without any hesitation. And as he charged forward, the power on his sword weakened a bit. He knew that in the next moment, he would be injured by the many petals due to insufficient sword power, and then this meaningless battle would be over.
"Boom!" Finally, Huan Yin, dressed in white robes, rushed into the large white petals, seemingly with an indomitable momentum, but in fact no one knew what he was thinking.
However, at the next moment, something happened that was not unexpected by all the cultivators watching the battle, but only by Huan Yin.
The power of the seemingly powerful large petals turned out to be worse than Huan Yin's sword power, so Huan Yin broke through the siege of the petals shortly after and stabbed in the direction of Ruan Shushu!
"Haha, okay!" Below, Duan Tianchang saw this, and an excited smile that could not be concealed appeared on his face.
As for the leader of the Shura Sect, his black gauze trembled slightly and he raised his face that was covered by the black gauze.