Just at this moment, Beichen Ying grabbed Su Luo to stop her, loudly yelling: "Don't be anxious! Nangong Liuyun has already escaped the encirclement!"
Only now did Su Luo's mind become a bit clear-headed. She opened her eyes wide and looked towards the stage.
Those sharp swords pierced only Nangong Liuyun's virtue image rather than really piercing his body.
Because there wasn't a drop of blood on Juesha Sword.
Moreover, just when he was about to be pierced, Nangong Liuyun's figure slowly dissipated into the air.
Nangong Liuyn dodged too fast, resulting in only his virtual shadow that was left behind.
"A false alarm!" Only now did Su Luo's heart go back to its original position.
That second just now, she was terrified out of her mind, her mind becoming blank.
Until that second, she suddenly discovered how important a place Nangong Liuyun had in her heart.
Before, she incessantly wouldn't dare to admit it, but just now, at that second, Su Luo had no choice but to admit he had already completely filled her heart. There wasn't a trace of space left in her heart for someone else.
On the stage, Nangong Liuyun didn't know that just because of the false alarm now, it would make Su Luo's heart firm and full of powerful faith in him. At this moment, he was still battling Dongfang Xuan.
Dongfang Xuan's swordlike eyebrows fiercely hooked up, his annoyed gaze staring at the 'don't know when he had left the encirclement' Nangong Liuyun: "Your speed now has the qualification to battle with me."
Maybe to say that starting from this moment, Dongfang Xuan really regarded Nangong Liuyun as an opponent equal to him. And not that cute little boy from back then with a stiff face who tried to pretend to be an adult.
Nangong Liuyun coldly smiled: "A pity, you can't be compared to me."
"Such an arrogant tone!" Dongfang Xuan heavily snorted in displeasure, "Then just try me. How fast is your speed in the end!"
Strong experts' battle, speed was more important than attack power.
His words hadn't faded when Dongfang Xuan had already launched an attack.
"Then, come." Nangong Liuyun smiled faintly, his words hadn't faded yet his voice had already appeared one hundred meters outside.
Such a fast speed!
Dongfang Xuan, seeing this, his brows were tightly knotted.
He never imagined, after not seeing him for ten years, the little brat from back then that he didn't even bother to glance at had grown to the degree where he had to treat this person seriously.
Dongfang Xuan's eyes exploded out with cold light. Immediately after, his figure moved, pursuing closely after Nangong Liuyun, unwilling to let go.
Up ahead, Nangong Liuyun's brows also hooked up slightly.
Dongfang Xuan was worthy of being First Senior brother. His speed was indeed fast, just a token bit faster than him.
One in front, one behind. The two people chased non-stop.
Afterimages, one by one, flashed by.
The spectators off the stage had all become dumbfounded from watching.
Afterimages were how unreal a thing. It had always existed in legends. But this time, they really had seen it for real, moreover, it wasn't only once!
This was a real battle.
Only this was the battle of strong experts at the summit. Really was too marvelous.
Su Luo took a deep breath and held her breath with rapt attention. She was incomparably serious as she stared at the stage. She didn't dare relax for a second. She was afraid that once she relaxed, Nangong Liuyun would disappear forever in front of her.
On the VIP seats, the originally smiling and talking several Elder Ancestors now had all stopped talking. Their eyes had a trace of seriousness.
All the battles before didn't arouse their attention. But this time, even their expressions had become serious.
"Looks like Luo Haoming losing wasn't wrong." Beichen family's Elder Ancestor stroked his chin and acted serious as he said this.
"Humph!" Luo family's Elder Ancestor had a gloomy expression. His ice-cold eyes cast a heavy glance at Beichen Ying's Elder Ancestor.