Chapter 4227: Eight to Four (5)

Chapter 4227: Eight to Four (5)

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"Feng Wu, you're so going to lose!"

When the two of them were on the stage, Fairy Ziyun cupped her hands around her mouth and shouted at Feng Wu, "You're facing the future top swordsman!"

"Really?" Feng Wu smiled at Ye Yijian. "Why can't I tell?"

Ye Yijian said, "You're going to lose this battle."

Feng Wu said, "Young man, don't be so arrogant. What if you're the one who loses?"

Ye Yijian said, "If I lose, you can have Yuchang, my sword. I'll never use it again! "

Yuchang was one of the ten famous swords, and it was hard to come by.

Feng Wu said, "Alright. What if I lose?" Ye Yijian smirked. "You'll soon find out."

After that, Ye Yijian struck out.

A streak of light flew toward Feng Wu like a shooting star!

It was so fast!

Feng Wu took a step back and made a Taiji gesture with her hands. The space within three meters from her contorted, as if an invisible power was gathering around her.

The next second, Ye Yi was ten feet away from Feng Wu.

That was unbelievable speed!

"Xiao Wu, watch out!"

Luo Zilin broke into a cold sweat and couldn't help but cry out.

He had to keep an eye on the stage while taking care of Luo Zizhong.

Ye Yijian thought he had succeeded with one strike.

He wasn't the only one. The Princess Royal was smiling as well.

Even Ye Yijian didn't know that his sword...

But the princess would never tell anyone about it.

Thump!

The next second, Ye Yijian flew backward.

He used the momentum to flip around in mid-air and charged at Feng Wu again!

The fierce sword intent filled the air.

Instead of dodging, Feng Wu charged at him.

Clang!

Their swords clashed in the air, creating a series of sparks. Ye Yijian was about to draw out his sword when there was a whooshing sound. Feng Wu had already caught his sword. The next second!

Pffft!

There was the sound of tearing muscles.

Feng Wu struck down with her sword. It cut Ye Yijian open from his face to his belly.

"Ye Yijian!"

"How's that possible?!"

"Why is she..."

Shocked, Princess Royal rose to her feet and stared at what was going on.

The others rose to their feet as well.

It had never occurred to them that Feng Wu would win.

Not only did Feng Wu win, but she had also defeated Ye Yijian in less than two strikes.

However, Ye Yijian's sword...

The face of the head of the Formless Sword Sect was livid.

Feng Wu said, "Good game."

Ye Yijian threw a dirty look at Feng Wu and almost passed out. At that moment, someone from the Formless Sword Sect caught him.

"Senior Brother!" Ye Erjian cried out.

"Let's go!" Ye Yijian gritted his teeth and was ready to leave the stage.

Just then, Feng Wu raised her eyebrows. "Wait." Immediately, all eyes were on Feng Wu.

'What?!" Ye Yijian glared at Feng Wu.

Feng Wu smiled at Ye Yijian's sword.

Ye Yijian suddenly remembered what he said before the competition, and he was furious.

He had overestimated himself.

He had bragged before the competition that he was going to defeat Feng Wu. If he lost, he would give her the sword.

Yuchang Sword...

It wasn't just a famous sword, but it contained his sword energy as well.

Without it, the power of his sword intent would be greatly reduced, which was why Ye Yijian didn't want to part with it..