Chapter 304 Mu Nanfeng's Strength

The first person to appear was Mu Nanfeng from Wuji Academy. Mu Nanfeng was dressed in a white shirt and stepped forward in the air. Her eyes were like water, and she seemed to be able to see through everything. Her fingers were slender, and her skin was as smooth as gel. She held a seven-star qin in her arms and smiled sweetly at Shangguan Zimoyu who also came. Every move seemed to be in a dance.

Shangguan Zimo practices Feng Dao and comes to the ring as fast as lightning, as if a gust of wind blows and follows him.

He cupped his hands and said: "Senior Sister Nanfeng, you are polite. I will go all out in this martial arts competition. I hope that Senior Sister Nanfeng will not be merciful."

Mu Nanfeng smiled and said: "Zi Mo, you have grown up after a few years. Your cultivation is almost catching up with mine. Come on, let's see how you have progressed in the past few years."

After the two exchanged greetings, Shangguan Zimo drew his sword and attacked with lightning speed. His movements were so fast that he could only see the afterimage, but Mu Nanfeng quickly dodged to the right against the wind, avoiding Shangguan Zimo's sword strike.

Mu Nanfeng smiled at him and said, "The movement is very fast, but the sword is not fast enough. How about listening to Senior Sister play a song now?"

After that, Mu Nanfeng plucked the seven-star harp, and bursts of sweet music came from the strings and flowed in the ring.

Shangguan Zimo was very vigilant and didn't think much of the music when he first heard it.

But after the music of the piano entered his ears, Shangguan Zimo's body obviously slowed down a lot. As the music of the piano accelerated, drops of sweat began to overflow from Shangguan Zimo's forehead.

Yes, the sound of Mu Nanfeng's piano was mixed with mental attacks, making Shangguan Zimo's brain start to feel dizzy.

Mu Nanfeng's attacks followed the plucking of the strings again and again, hitting him like sword shadows.

Shangguan Zimo could only use his sword to resist at this time, but his body had many scars and his clothes had been torn by the attack of the string.

However, although Shangguan Zimo is a little embarrassed now, his injuries are not serious.

Shangguan Zimo shouted loudly, briefly waking him up.

Then he disappeared instantly and suddenly appeared behind Mu Nanfeng a moment later, stabbing her with a sword.

At this moment, Mu Nanfeng did not panic, but quickly turned around and backed away, playing countless notes with extremely fast hand speed. These notes quickly condensed into sound waves and forcibly blocked Shangguan Zimo's sword.

But Shangguan Zimo was not discouraged, he just wanted to stay close to her.

Of course, Mu Nanfeng would not give her a chance to get close. He controlled the distance between the two at any time and used the sound of the piano to cover up. Shangguan Zimo was never able to catch up with Mu Nanfeng.

It can be said that there is not much difference in talent between Mu Nanfeng and Shangguan Zimo, but Mu Nanfeng has much more combat experience than Shangguan Zimo, and in addition to being a martial arts monk, she also has spiritual power.

This gave Shangguan Zimo the advantage, plus his cultivation level was one level higher than Shangguan Zimo's, so in a fight, Mu Nanfeng had the upper hand.

Everyone in the stands watched with great interest. This kind of showdown between young geniuses is usually not easy to see.

Ye Haoran had already shown a knowing smile, and the meaning was already obvious.

Lin Yingyue can certainly see which side has the advantage in the battle, but this is just the first small test, so she is not worried at all.

Mu Nanfeng's piano music has been lingering around the ring, no matter how Shangguan Zimo attacks, the music never stops.

The sound of the piano is sometimes light and exciting. Sometimes it's sad and heart-wrenching. Sometimes it's radical and makes people's blood boil. It is also surrounded by dangers from time to time, making people feel like they are surrounded and unable to break out.

Shangguan Zimo has completely fallen into the sound of the piano and cannot come out.

Gradually, blood continued to overflow from his mouth, and he stood on the ground with his sword.

At this moment, Mu Nanfeng stopped and did not continue playing.

Shangguan Zimo came over and breathed heavily, and said with some embarrassment: "Thank you to Senior Sister Nanfeng for showing mercy, otherwise my life would have been left here. Alas! There is still a long way to go before Senior Sister Nanfeng. I will continue to work hard in the future, farewell!”

Mu Nanfeng smiled, then nodded to him, and said: "Zi Mo, you have made a lot of progress, and the pressure you put on senior sister is getting bigger and bigger. If you also cultivate spiritual power, senior sister may have been defeated." The formation is coming."

The two knew each other before, but one of them went to Wuji Academy to practice, and the other went to Hunyuan Academy to practice.

Shangguan Zimo was not discouraged by one failure. Instead, it aroused his desire to win and he would practice harder in the future.

Shangguan Zimo teleported back to the main stand, and said to everyone with some shame: "I'm sorry, brothers and sisters, I tried my best, but Senior Sister Nanfeng's piano sound is too powerful, I can't break it."

Shangguan Ziwei came over to comfort her: "Brother, don't be sad, you will have a chance to defeat her in the future, come on!"

Di Chen said: "It's okay, as long as Fei'er Wuming and I can win, you just go through the motions and practice."

Di Chen's words made Shangguan Zimo even more embarrassed, so he had no choice but to say nothing.

Lin Yingyue said: "Don't be discouraged, there are still four games left, just perform well."

All the students responded in unison, and even Wuming, who was silent, bowed to Lin Yingyue to express his agreement.

Shangguan Zimo's father, Shangguan Tianhong, was also sitting in the audience at this time. Seeing that his son lost the game, his expression was not particularly good.

Ouyang Zhenhong was very close to Shangguan Zimo and comforted him: "Brother Tianhong, there is no need to be angry. Zimo has already performed very well. He is much better than that unfilial son of mine."

When Shangguan Tianhong heard what Ouyang Zhenhong said, although he was unhappy with the Ouyang family, he still replied: "Brother Zhenhong is too polite, how can a dog compare with your young master?"

The meaning of these words made people think deeply, and Ouyang Zhenhong didn't know how to respond.

He could only force a smile and said: "Brother Tianhong, you are joking... you are joking!"

The awkward atmosphere permeated the surroundings, so the two of them stopped talking and prepared to continue watching the next martial arts competition.

Although Mingyue was in the room, she was also paying attention to the young generation of geniuses.

She looked at Ye Yunfan and muttered: "Can you really wake up by yourself?"

Ye Yunfan has now reached the last step, and the fusion with the Pure World White Lotus has reached 99%, and it will soon be successful.

But outsiders don't know, his friends don't know his situation, they only know that he has been unconscious and are very worried.

At this time, on the secondary stand, Qianxunyue didn't have the heart to watch the martial arts competition, and she was worried about Ye Yunfan's situation.

Her four senior sisters were the same, and Li Qingyu was the same at this time. After all, Ye Yunfan was his benefactor and gave him a chance to live again.

At this time, You Xin came out again and said, "In the first martial arts competition, Wuji Academy's Mu Nanfeng won. Now the second martial arts competition begins. Please invite students from both sides to the stage."