<strong>Chapter 1458: Chapter 1449: Not Serious</strong>


    This decision was awaited for a long time, causing anxiety from the outset. Now that the decision is finally about to begin, isn’t it exciting?


    People at the testing ground wanted to see whether Murong Xue was better or if the proud genius, Cangsheng, was stronger.


    After a long wait, Ao Cangsheng and Murong Xue finally appeared on the Judgement tform.


    Both of them stood quietly, with their faces disying no expression. Murong Xue was as graceful as a molecule, her beauty and arrogance as frosty as ice. The divine figure standing proud on the magnificent coast was steadfast as iron.


    The two stared at each other for a long time, and finally, under the thunderous sound of the drums, the duel began.


    As the drums sounded, Murong Xue rushed towards Ao Cangsheng like a gusting wind. Her fingers froze, like a collection of swords, beginning a frenzied attack on Ao Cangsheng’s fate.


    “The wind knows!” someone couldn’t help but scream upon seeing Murong Xue’s spinning moves.


    Nobody knew what would happen. From the very beginning, Murong Xue used the “Wind Technique”, which once utilized became Ling Xuan’s killer tactic in the Art of ughter.


    Seeing all this, Yin’s son was in awe. They could see Murong Xue’s ferocity with their own eyes and couldn’t pretend otherwise all the way!


    Now it was a fierce killing tactic, with no way to define its vor, wondering if it could be used to frighten the great people.


    If Murong Rongxue’s ughter tactic exceeded Cangsheng’s arrogance, the result would not merely be casualties, the consequences could not be said to be insignificant.


    “Don’t worry, that little brat’s pride is wounded!” Yin Fu people worried for Cangsheng’s struggle as they spoke.


    The sound of “bang bang bang” continuously resonated on the testing stage, with arrogant Cangsheng swimming beneath the penalty. He continuously countered Murong Xue’s attacks and passed through hundreds of techniques.


    The more Han Wang and others saw, the more they couldn’t help but watch them with serious hearts.


    Having watched for a long time, Cangsheng couldn’t withstand Murong Xue’s tricks again, and she began to turn her fingers into ws, attacking arrogant Cangsheng.


    “Soul-breaking w, strike the soul!”


    A w was swept out, and in an instant, it was Ao Cangsheng’s critical moment of thirteen confessions. The fast w transformed into a dozen strong lights, hollow with a “click,” sliding like lightning, carrying Ao Cangsheng’s clothes.


    Ao Cangsheng seemed like a swaying penalty, the halting position still sudden. At the first moment, she was on Murong Xue’s left, the next on her right.


    Only the sound of needles shing with iron could be heard. The blue lights on the testing tform were bright, with the scattered tickets appearing arrogant and burning.


    When Ao Cangsheng again saw Murong Xue’s tactic, he felt uneasy. All these strategies were exchanged for his own life, and his children enjoyed the ride along the way.


    “Soul-breaking w, grasp the soul, frighten the soul!”


    As Murong Xue’s chaotic killing technique began, a ughter tactic was suddenly deployed against Ao Cangsheng.


    Seeing the dazzling dance opposite, it instantly turned into hundreds of ws, devouring like a vulture from every direction towards its key point.


    Facing the whirlwind and dazzling lights, Ao Cangsheng knew that if he were to be hit by this sharp w, his flesh and blood would immediately tear apart!


    He didn’t know that the “Soul-breaking w” was so fearsome because this secret technique originated from the Grandmaster Pce’s House of Comprehension, which Murong Xue had first witnessed under the Comprehension Sun, given to her by Ming Yang.


    The “Soul-breaking w” was a supreme skill. The arrogant “old routine” seemed to have a higher score. However, Murong Xue’s self-awareness was limited, so she couldn’t fully unleash the “Soul-breaking w’s” power.


    Seeing those flickering blue lights, I can’t recall them. The opponent leaped back, transforming them into endless surging waves, facing them head-on.


    “Previously striking that hand, Wang Xiuxiu was on time!”


    After a gulp of wine, a wind blew around Ao Cangsheng, and a chill disappeared, encaging Murong Xue quickly.


    In the wild, dozens of loud bangs appeared before Murong Xue. Every p on her face contained the withering and drowning past scenes.


    Dozens of loud bangs shed, instantly shing with the green ws emitted by Murong Xue.


    “Bang, bang, bang!”


    After a while, explosions echoed between the two, the turbulent air shaking thousands of lights. Before long, the arrogant wild dance was everywhere, and the mist on the wash tform became blurred.


    Just then, arrogant Cangsheng disappeared once more from Murong Xue. When he appeared, he was behind Murong Xue.


    Murong Xue was proud of Cangsheng’s discement, and hastily turned around.


    “The w is broken, panic!”


    Blue light danced. The giant waves poured like the river of heaven. All the thunderous waves rushed towards proud Cangsheng.


    With a roaring sound and the rumble of clothing, dozens of giant vultures emerged from the waves, stretching wings, grabbing the head of Ao Cangsheng. Judging from the momentum, one might tear the proud Cangsheng into pieces.


    Ao Cangsheng snorted coldly, Zhou Yuanqi immediately roared again. It was like an ancient barbarian suddenly awoke, hoarsely noting that Ao Cangsheng was being washed horizontally, crashing under his feet, and eventually, all gathered in his palms.


    “Ancient strike, soul strike!”


    Soon, the heads of the two gathered in the air, bing a huge, fierce false light p. They ran towards the vultures with big mouths and sharp ws.


    In the surge of arrogance and vitality, the evil falsehood in the shadow photos doubled instantly.


    “Come on!”


    The sound of iron shing suddenly rang, fiercely pping the vultures. At the same time, the vultures’ giant ws deeply embedded within the evil order.


    With the photograph’s ups and downs, the audience on the stage held their breaths, awaited the victor of this round.


    “Fly!”


    A momentter, a harsh sound transmitted, until the trembling crowd quickly covered their ears.


    The dance flew as if flying, the tickets became like flying, and the enormous ferocious false ps were shattered by the vultures. The vulture limbs and limbs suddenly appeared,


    When people saw Ao Cangsheng again, he had appeared in front of Murong Xue. The old vitality sprinkled on Murong Xue’s two ws, and below his neck, his voice should be a right palm, lightly.


    The light above the right palm glistened like a knife, with “Tai Chi” tickets swirling in the palm. In the gleaming icy light, it seemed like death, eagerly eyeing Murong Xue.


    As long as Murong Xue stood still like this, the quickser ahead of the palm could split his neck in two,pletely killing him.


    Seeing this scene, the audience who worried for Murong Xue couldn’t help but break out in a cold sweat. As a result, Murong Xueming lost.


    If he weren’t too proud and unwilling to leave his subordinate, the light of his right hand would have cut off Murong Xue’s head.


    Murong Chen’s face was dark, angry, and anxious. He never thought that it was as big as his own business. He was defeated by Ao Cangsheng.


    Moreover, his life was now at Ao Cangsheng’s fingertips. As long as Ao Cangsheng desired, Murong would be a corpse in the snow in an instant.


    Just then, Murong Chen suddenly recalled the day he came to kill Ao Cangsheng, it seemed he didn’t relent beneath his hand.


    Later, he exhausted all efforts, trying to separate his name from pride and arrogance to family and home.


    In contrast, Murong Chen pondered whether when he was devoured like this, he would toss the enemy behind him.