By the time Murong Qiqi explained the "proposal" to Wan Yankang, the match had reached its climax. Compared to her previous modesty, Bai Yi Yue's swordsmanship was more aggressive, and she was much more open.
In comparison, Ruyi seemed to be "afraid" of Bai Yi Yue's slap. To avoid provoking this young lady again and being labeled a "hooligan" for no reason and getting slapped in front of everyone, Ruyi Yue only responded to her attacks and did not attack. Instead, she used a conservative defense.
However, even though Bai Yi Yue was on the defensive, her defense was airtight. Ruyi Yue fought steadily and blocked Bai Yi Yue's attacks again and again. Su Mei had wanted to end the match quickly, but it became a protracted battle for them.
This was a competition of endurance. Whoever couldn't hold on would lose.
Bai Yi Yue clearly understood this. However, she could not break through Ruyi's defense at all. This man was too stubborn. No matter how she attacked, he could always block her attacks.
Bai Yi Yue knew that Ruyi was going easy on her.
After slapping Ruyi, she regretted her impulsiveness. Ruyi did not do anything inappropriate. It was inevitable that they would clash in a match, but she had slapped him, which made her feel a little regretful. As the match continued, Bai Yi Yue clearly understood the difference between her and Ruyi. He did not attack. He only defended, but she was still unable to break through for so long. This man was unfathomable.
A competition of endurance was a competition of perseverance, endurance, and mental endurance. Time was slipping away bit by bit. Bai Yi Yue's forehead was already covered in a thin layer of sweat. Her stamina was not as good as Wishful's to begin with. If this continued, she would lose sooner or later.
What should I do? Bai Yi Yue was very anxious. Her swordsmanship was also a little messy. Although she wanted to hold her ground, the longer this dragged on, the more disadvantageous it would be for her.
The area between Bai Yiyue's thumb and forefinger had only been hastily bandaged. Blood had already dyed the white cloth red, and the pain in her hand could be felt. Although she gritted her teeth and endured, Ru Yi could clearly see that the girl's sword-wielding right hand was trembling slightly. Her attacks were growing weaker and weaker.
Just as Bai Yiyue thought she was going to lose, she suddenly discovered a flaw in Ruyi's defense. Ruyi's right hand seemed to be weaker, so she could attack from there. Bai Yiyue thrust her sword at Ruyi's right abdomen. Ruyi couldn't dodge in time and fell off the stage.
"No way!" Someone shouted. She had been so sure of her victory, so how could she have made such a low-level mistake and been knocked out of the arena by Bai Yiyue?
Seeing this, Murong Qiqi hugged Feng Cang's arm. "Your Highness, I didn't know that Ruyi still knows how to care for others. However, I don't know if the flowing water will be heartless! "
All the experts could see that Ruyi had purposely revealed a flaw. He had done so to let Bai Yiyue win. His choice was a little strange, but the person involved did not seem to care. "Miss, you win!" Ruyi cupped her fists at Bai Yiyue.
"Thank you!" Bai Yi Yue could tell that Ruyi was going easy on her. Otherwise, she would have lost. But why did he want to give in? Did he not want the North Zhou Nation to win?
Before Bai Yiyue could figure this out, Ruyi had already answered her question. "Miss, your hand is injured. It's better to bandage it as soon as possible. I was too strong and hurt you. I'm sorry! "
After saying this, Ruyi returned to the North Zhou Nation spectator stand and apologized to Feng Cang. "Your Highness, I lost. Please punish me!"
"Mm." Feng Cang's voice was long, and his expression was unprecedentedly serious. Ruyi was shocked, and her head drooped. "I was not as skilled as you. Please punish me, Your Highness!"
"Your Highness, don't scare him!" Murong Qiqi smiled and shook Feng Cang's arm. "Miss Bai and I are good friends. Ruyi is doing me a favor by letting her win. I should be thanking Ruyi instead! How can I punish him? "
Murong Qiqi's' excuse 'made Feng Cang's face look a little better. "Alright, go and rest! You've worked hard today! "
After Ruyi left with a bitter face, Feng Cang laughed. "How was it, Qingqing? How was my acting?"
"Great! Very good! "
It turned out that Feng Cang had no intention of punishing Ruyi. He knew Ruyi's personality very well. Unless it was a female assassin, it would be merciless. It was usually very modest and did not have any chauvinistic thoughts. Now that it was asked to hit a beautiful girl, Ruyi was naturally put in a difficult position.
After Ruyi left, Bai Yiyue kept looking at him. She was afraid that Ruyi would be punished by Feng Cang because of her. Fortunately, Feng Cang's expression was very kind, so Bai Yiyue finally let out a sigh of relief. She collapsed to the ground.
"My battle qi is exhausted, so I'm tired. It's no big deal!" The physician who had been standing by the side immediately went up to bandage Bai Yiyue's wound and check her pulse. After confirming that she was fine, everyone was relieved.
With one win and one loss, the North Zhou Nation and West Qi Nation tied for the time being.
It was now the third round. Before Wan Yankang went up, Murong Qiqi whispered a few words into his ear. Wan Yankang was a little shocked. "Cousin-in-law, are you serious? Are you really going to do this? "
"Of course!" Murong Qiqi nodded. "Just give me one answer. Are you going to help me or not?"
"This …" Wan Yankang frowned and looked at Su Mei. Finally, he raised his eyebrows. "Since Cousin-in-law said so, I'll go all out! Help! "
When Wan Yankang went up to the arena, Murong Qiqi retreated and leaned against Feng Cang's chest, looking lazily at Longze Jingtian.
"Don't look at him!" Sensing that Murong Qiqi's eyes were circling around Longze Jingtian, Feng Cang turned Murong Qiqi's little face to him. "Other than me, don't look at other men, especially him!"
"Why … Why is he special?" Seeing the strong jealousy in Feng Cang's eyes, Murong Qiqi pretended not to know anything. She blinked at Feng Cang with her beautiful eyes that were even more innocent than a deer's. "Your Highness, tell me!"
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