Chapter 472: Discussion
Three miles outside Shangshui City, there is a desolate grassland.
Zuo Muxiu stood with a sword, staring at Yu Ya, who was more than ten feet away, with a naive look on his face.
Forty or fifty feet away from the two, Duan Qing and others lined up in a row, watching the situation in the field intently.
Zuo Wanqiu looked heavy and worried, and her heart was full of anxiety, as if she was more nervous than she was on the field.
"Don't worry, sister Zuo, it's just a competition. I think you two should be sensible!" Lin Ziyu whispered to comfort Zuo Wanqiu.
Hearing Lin Ziyu say this, Zuo Wanqiu's expression eased a little, and she gave Lin Ziyu a thankful look.
Compared with Zuo Wanqiu's worries, others were quite looking forward to the duel between Zuo Muxiu and Yu Ya.
On one side was Zuo Muxiu, a little-known sword god in Huangzhou, and on the other side was Yu Ya, who was famous and ranked third among the cultivators in the Middle Earth Spirit Sea Realm.
Such a strong duel is rare.
At this moment, Zuo Muxiu suddenly moved, holding a black flying sword, with great momentum, and the whole person was like a sword out of its sheath, attacking Yu Ya.
Because the two were not fighting to the death, the place for the competition was chosen to be still within the forbidden range of the Tongtian Tower.
Even if he could not fly, he could only rely on the strength of his body to move, and Zuo Muxiu was still very fast. In the blink of an eye, he crossed a distance of more than ten feet and attacked Yu Ya.
Facing the powerful Zuo Muxiu, Yu Ya's eyes flashed with divine light, and his left hand was raised like lightning, facing Zuo Muxiu.
Zuo Muxiu had just approached Yu Ya, and before he could make a move, he saw the lightning flash in Yu Ya's hand, and then Zuo Muxiu flew backwards more than ten feet and fell heavily to the ground.
Such a situation made Duan Qing and others horrified.
What kind of trick was this? Not only did he force Zuo Muxiu back with one move, but he also made him fly so far!
Xue Wanyun glanced at Zuo Wanqiu next to her with a proud look, and said slowly: "My senior brother's thunder method is rare in the world. It's hard for your brother to win!"
Just kidding, her senior brother Yu Ya's spiritual root is a rare thunder spiritual root, and the grade is the upper grade of the heavenly level.
Such a talent, combined with her Shinto sect's supreme thunder system skills, makes Yu Ya have the strength to sweep the same level.
Thunder method is fierce and powerful among many systems of magic, but Yu Ya is not the kind of open and close way.
Yu Ya is honest by nature, but his mind is very delicate. He has practiced thunder method very finely and can control it freely.
This is also the reason why he can be ranked in the top five among the many spiritual sea realms in the Middle Earth.
Xue Wanyun's words made Zuo Wanqiu even more uneasy, and she stared at Zuo Muxiu nervously.
Zuo Muxiu stood up from the ground. Except for some damage to his clothes, he looked unharmed. He was even more eager to fight and stared at Yu Ya excitedly.
"You are a good Taoist friend. You are a master of thunder magic. I admire you."
After saying that, Zuo Muxiu tightened the flying sword in his hand, and the whole person suddenly turned into a residual image, causing the weeds on the ground to dance.
Its speed was a few points faster than before, and it was almost impossible to catch it with the naked eye.
Instantly attacked in front of Yu Ya, and the flying sword in Zuo Muxiu's hand stabbed at Yu Ya like lightning.
Yu Ya instinctively resisted with his palm, wanting to use the thunder shield just now to shock Zuo Muxiu away.
However, when the lightning flashed in his palm again, he saw Zuo Muxiu's figure and flying sword in front of him suddenly blurred and disappeared.
It turned out to be a residual image!
Yu Ya made a prompt decision, regardless of where Zuo Muxiu was. With a thought, lightning flashed around him, and a spherical thunder shield instantly protected him.
As soon as the lightning shield was formed, a black flying sword hit it.
For a moment, the place where the lightning shield was hit flashed with dazzling lightning, but the black flying sword could not move forward half an inch.
Zuo Muxiu's face changed slightly. He deliberately made a feint and then used a sneak attack. In such a short time, Yu Ya was able to react and perform body protection magic before him.
The name of Yu Ya of the Shinto Sect is indeed not in vain.
Just when he wanted to increase his strength and test the defense limit of Yu Ya's lightning shield, he saw the lightning on the lightning shield actually followed his flying sword and attacked him.
The lightning was very fast and was about to hit the hilt of the sword. He would definitely not have time to withdraw the sword at this time.
Zuo Muxiu reacted very quickly and let go of the flying sword in his hand without hesitation, barely avoiding the lightning attack.
Seeing this, Yu Ya couldn't help but secretly say it was a pity.
At this moment, Zuo Muxiu's left hand turned into a residual shadow, steadily catching the falling black flying sword, and then he used all his strength to raise and chop, from bottom to top, heavily on Yu Ya's lightning shield.
As soon as the flying sword touched the lightning shield, it suddenly stirred up a gust of wind, spreading around, blowing the surrounding grass and trees.
Under this chop, the lightning shield made a sizzling sound, and the lightning flashed continuously.
After a moment, Zuo Muxiu felt that the resistance of the flying sword in his hand suddenly disappeared, and he couldn't help but be overjoyed.
The lightning shield was broken!
However, before Zuo Muxiu showed his joy, he saw that the lightning around Yu Ya suddenly converged, and then an unprecedented dazzling lightning burst out on Yu Ya.
Zuo Muxiu's flying sword just reached Yu Ya's body, and he and the sword were directly shaken away.
This time, Zuo Muxiu flew dozens of feet before finally landing.
Although the fight between the two was only for a moment, it was extremely dangerous.
"Brother!"
Zuo Wanqiu rushed to Zuo Muxiu to check on him.
But when she was halfway there, she was stopped by Zuo Muxiu who stood up.
Most of Zuo Muxiu's clothes were torn at this time, and many exposed parts of his body were charred by lightning. He looked extremely embarrassed, and there was no trace of the extraordinary momentum of the Little Sword God of Huangzhou before.
On the other hand, Yu Ya looked calm and smiled at Zuo Muxiu, and even the corner of his clothes was not damaged.
The difference between the two was obvious.
Zuo Muxiu suffered two setbacks, but he was not afraid at all. Instead, he became more and more courageous and his fighting spirit rose steadily.
Shaking off the weeds on his body, Zuo Muxiu looked straight at Yu Ya and prepared to attack again.
"Stop!"
At this moment, a majestic voice suddenly sounded in the distance.
Everyone looked sideways and saw three people walking quickly towards this place in the direction of Shangshui City in the distance.
The leading man was middle-aged, wearing an exquisite yellow robe, with a majestic appearance and sharp lines. He was somewhat similar to Zuo Muxiu.
It was this man who shouted to stop.
The two women following behind him, one of them dressed like a young woman, still had some charm.
The other was a young woman, wearing a plain gauze dress, with a gentle and quiet appearance. In terms of appearance, she was almost the same as Zuo Wanqiu.
But when she walked, her elegant temperament was very different from Zuo Wanqiu's carefree personality.
Hearing the middle-aged man's shout, Zuo Muxiu paused, stopped moving, put away his sword and stood still, looking at the middle-aged man with a hint of fear in his eyes.
Led by the middle-aged man, the three quickly walked to the crowd.
As the middle-aged man approached, Zuo Wanqiu immediately stepped forward and called him obediently.
"Daddy!"