Chapter 94
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Chapter 94: The Finals (3)
Translator: Sissy That Walk
Murong Qingyan’s attack was fierce and quick. Often when her rival had just dodged her blow, another more powerful one came right away. She didn’t use dark power but pure real strength in all her attacks. Such attacks were rarely seen in competitions. Compared with real strength, the damage of dark power was more intense after all.
As Murong Qingyan’s attack became more and more intensive, the calm expression in NangongYe’s face changed. Never would he have expected that he was driven to this situation by Murong Qingyan.
At first, he had dealt with Murong Qingyan with ease. But as time went by, Murong Qingyan's whole strength seemed to be inexhaustible, so he began to struggle to avoid.
Nangong Ye suddenly felt a pain in his shoulder. Murong Qingyan punched him on the shoulder before he could avoid. That moment the sharp pain made him doubt whether the bones on his shoulder had already been shattered.
“Murong Qingyan.” Nangong Ye immediately stepped back, covered his shoulder and glanced at the girl opposite him, grinding his teeth in anger, “You’re humiliating me!”
This moment Nangong Ye even wanted to kill Murong Qingyan. He never had thought he would have suffered losses from Murong Qingyan.
The pain on his shoulder gathered the storm of anger within him.
The audience couldn’t help crying out with shock when they saw Nangong Ye was hit by Murong Qingyan. No one believed Murong Qingyan could have hurt Nangong Ye. After all, there was a big difference between their strength so, on no account would Nangong Ye have been hurt.
“Nangong Ye, we’re in the ring now.” Looking at Nangong Ye who was standing opposite her, Murong Qingyan sneered, “We must fight over the first place in the ring. Or you want to put on a show here?”
“Well, Murong Qingyan, since you’re courting death, then that’s not my fault.” Nangong Ye stopped smiling gently, “Now you refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit, I’ll take Xuer’s account together today.”
“Murong Qingxue did say something to you.” Murong Qingyan laughed grimly, “You’re really confident. Show me what you got!”
Nangong Ye operated dark power and the strong dark power immediately exuded formidable force, pressing Murong Qingyan over!
Usually faced with the pression from a rival who was stronger than the competitor, he or she would feel out of breath. If there was a big difference between their levels, the weak one even probably suffered a serious internal injury.
However, confronted with the pression from Nangong Ye, Murong Qingyan was standing steadfastly and unmoved. A transparent barrier seemed to form in front of her and easily blocked the pression.
Seeing Murong Qingyan easily eliminated his pression, suspicion arose from Nangong Ye’s eyes. He had thought the game was easy but now, he couldn’t continue to take it lightly.
Although Murong Qingyan’s strength was inferior to his, he didn’t dare to look down on Murong Qingyan after seeing Murong Qingyan’s performance. He must win the game today.
Despite the fact that he had got the admission to the four colleges, it wasn’t his ultimate aim. He was called a genius when he was a child so, he must win the game and enter the four colleges with glory.
Gradually Nangong Ye’s eyes became deep and serene. He drew a soft sword from his waist and poured spiritual power in it, then the soft sword became firm and shook slightly. A murderous and bloody breath gradually spread out in the ring, making people taste sweetness of blood vaguely when they breathed.
Depressing and bloody atmosphere made people in the square nearly out of breath. When they saw the soft sword in Nangong Ye’s hands, they cried out with great shock.
“Is that the most valuable treasure of Nangong family, blood-devouring sword?”
“God, Nangong Ye has been able to control the blood-eating sword now. Driving Nangong Ye to use it, Murong Qingyan’s strength cannot be underestimated either!”
“Even so, the result won’t be changed. Murong Qingyan doesn’t have any chance once the blood-eating sword comes.”
“......”
People around the ring were discussing animatedly and particularly interested in the soft sword that Nangong Ye drew.
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Chapter 94: The Finals (3)
Translator: Sissy That Walk
Murong Qingyan’s attack was fierce and quick. Often when her rival had just dodged her blow, another more powerful one came right away. She didn’t use dark power but pure real strength in all her attacks. Such attacks were rarely seen in competitions. Compared with real strength, the damage of dark power was more intense after all.
As Murong Qingyan’s attack became more and more intensive, the calm expression in NangongYe’s face changed. Never would he have expected that he was driven to this situation by Murong Qingyan.
At first, he had dealt with Murong Qingyan with ease. But as time went by, Murong Qingyan's whole strength seemed to be inexhaustible, so he began to struggle to avoid.
Nangong Ye suddenly felt a pain in his shoulder. Murong Qingyan punched him on the shoulder before he could avoid. That moment the sharp pain made him doubt whether the bones on his shoulder had already been shattered.
“Murong Qingyan.” Nangong Ye immediately stepped back, covered his shoulder and glanced at the girl opposite him, grinding his teeth in anger, “You’re humiliating me!”
This moment Nangong Ye even wanted to kill Murong Qingyan. He never had thought he would have suffered losses from Murong Qingyan.
The pain on his shoulder gathered the storm of anger within him.
The audience couldn’t help crying out with shock when they saw Nangong Ye was hit by Murong Qingyan. No one believed Murong Qingyan could have hurt Nangong Ye. After all, there was a big difference between their strength so, on no account would Nangong Ye have been hurt.
“Nangong Ye, we’re in the ring now.” Looking at Nangong Ye who was standing opposite her, Murong Qingyan sneered, “We must fight over the first place in the ring. Or you want to put on a show here?”
“Well, Murong Qingyan, since you’re courting death, then that’s not my fault.” Nangong Ye stopped smiling gently, “Now you refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit, I’ll take Xuer’s account together today.”
“Murong Qingxue did say something to you.” Murong Qingyan laughed grimly, “You’re really confident. Show me what you got!”
Nangong Ye operated dark power and the strong dark power immediately exuded formidable force, pressing Murong Qingyan over!
Usually faced with the pression from a rival who was stronger than the competitor, he or she would feel out of breath. If there was a big difference between their levels, the weak one even probably suffered a serious internal injury.
However, confronted with the pression from Nangong Ye, Murong Qingyan was standing steadfastly and unmoved. A transparent barrier seemed to form in front of her and easily blocked the pression.
Seeing Murong Qingyan easily eliminated his pression, suspicion arose from Nangong Ye’s eyes. He had thought the game was easy but now, he couldn’t continue to take it lightly.
Although Murong Qingyan’s strength was inferior to his, he didn’t dare to look down on Murong Qingyan after seeing Murong Qingyan’s performance. He must win the game today.
Despite the fact that he had got the admission to the four colleges, it wasn’t his ultimate aim. He was called a genius when he was a child so, he must win the game and enter the four colleges with glory.
Gradually Nangong Ye’s eyes became deep and serene. He drew a soft sword from his waist and poured spiritual power in it, then the soft sword became firm and shook slightly. A murderous and bloody breath gradually spread out in the ring, making people taste sweetness of blood vaguely when they breathed.
Depressing and bloody atmosphere made people in the square nearly out of breath. When they saw the soft sword in Nangong Ye’s hands, they cried out with great shock.
“Is that the most valuable treasure of Nangong family, blood-devouring sword?”
“God, Nangong Ye has been able to control the blood-eating sword now. Driving Nangong Ye to use it, Murong Qingyan’s strength cannot be underestimated either!”
“Even so, the result won’t be changed. Murong Qingyan doesn’t have any chance once the blood-eating sword comes.”
“......”
People around the ring were discussing animatedly and particularly interested in the soft sword that Nangong Ye drew.
Chapter 94: The Finals 3Translator: Sissy That WalkMurong Qingyan's attack was fierce and quick. Often when her rival had just dodged her blow, another more powerful one came right away. She didn't use dark power but pure real strength in all her attacks. Such attacks were rarely seen in competitions. Compared with real strength, the damage of dark power was more intense after all.As Murong Qingyan's attack became more and more intensive, the calm expression in NangongYe's face changed. Never would he have expected that he was driven to this situation by Murong Qingyan.At first, he had dealt with Murong Qingyan with ease. But as time went by, Murong Qingyan's whole strength seemed to be inexhaustible, so he began to struggle to avoid.Nangong Ye suddenly felt a pain in his shoulder. Murong Qingyan punched him on the shoulder before he could avoid. That moment the sharp pain made him doubt whether the bones on his shoulder had already been shattered.Murong Qingyan. Nangong Ye immediately stepped back, covered his shoulder and glanced at the girl opposite him, grinding his teeth in anger, You're humiliating me!This moment Nangong Ye even wanted to kill Murong Qingyan. He never had thought he would have suffered losses from Murong Qingyan.The pain on his shoulder gathered the storm of anger within him.The audience couldn't help crying out with shock when they saw Nangong Ye was hit by Murong Qingyan. No one believed Murong Qingyan could have hurt Nangong Ye. After all, there was a big difference between their strength so, on no account would Nangong Ye have been hurt.Nangong Ye, we're in the ring now. Looking at Nangong Ye who was standing opposite her, Murong Qingyan sneered, We must fight over the first place in the ring. Or you want to put on a show here?Well, Murong Qingyan, since you're courting death, then that's not my fault. Nangong Ye stopped smiling gently, Now you refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit, I'll take Xuer's account together today.Murong Qingxue did say something to you. Murong Qingyan laughed grimly, You're really confident. Show me what you got!Nangong Ye operated dark power and the strong dark power immediately exuded formidable force, pressing Murong Qingyan over!Usually faced with the pression from a rival who was stronger than the competitor, he or she would feel out of breath. If there was a big difference between their levels, the weak one even probably suffered a serious internal injury.However, confronted with the pression from Nangong Ye, Murong Qingyan was standing steadfastly and unmoved. A transparent barrier seemed to form in front of her and easily blocked the pression.Seeing Murong Qingyan easily eliminated his pression, suspicion arose from Nangong Ye's eyes. He had thought the game was easy but now, he couldn't continue to take it lightly.Although Murong Qingyan's strength was inferior to his, he didn't dare to look down on Murong Qingyan after seeing Murong Qingyan's performance. He must win the game today.Despite the fact that he had got the admission to the four colleges, it wasn't his ultimate aim. He was called a genius when he was a child so, he must win the game and enter the four colleges with glory.Gradually Nangong Ye's eyes became deep and serene. He drew a soft sword from his waist and poured spiritual power in it, then the soft sword became firm and shook slightly. A murderous and bloody breath gradually spread out in the ring, making people taste sweetness of blood vaguely when they breathed.Depressing and bloody atmosphere made people in the square nearly out of breath. When they saw the soft sword in Nangong Ye's hands, they cried out with great shock.Is that the most valuable treasure of Nangong family, blood-devouring sword?God, Nangong Ye has been able to control the blood-eating sword now. Driving Nangong Ye to use it, Murong Qingyan's strength cannot be underestimated either!Even so, the result won't be changed. Murong Qingyan doesn't have any chance once the blood-eating sword comes.......People around the ring were discussing animatedly and particularly interested in the soft sword that Nangong Ye drew.
