Mated at First Sight
Chapter 979 - 650: The End of the Contest (First Update)_2

Chapter 979: Chapter 650: The End of the Contest (First Update)_2

By now, they had probably forgotten who exactly they had come for today.

Of course, all the commotion outside did not disturb the two who were in the midst of their duel.

With a slight flick of the wrist and a twist of the sword, the sharp blade swiftly struck towards Mu Lin with a fierce intensity, causing the hearts of onlookers to leap in fear that Mu Lin might be injured, and vice versa.

Ducking swiftly, Mu Lin dodged the sword and immediately delivered a flying kick to Young Master Jing.

Hit squarely.

Coughing twice.

Damn, that hurt.

As time gradually passed, the two in the arena had become familiar with the weapons in their hands, their movements growing more agile and decisive.

Watching Mu Lin, Jing Youlan pursed her lips, and the next second, as she was about to strike Mu Lin, the blade suddenly swooped downwards. Mu Lin lightly leapt backward, avoiding the attack, and her sword pointed straight at Jing Youlan’s chest.

With expression freezing on her face, she hastily withdrew her sword and sidestepped, barely dodging the attack.

Movements cramped, Jing Youlan looked rather awkward.

Indeed, in the hands of his sister-in-law, he truly was at a disadvantage.

But no matter what, this duel, even if it meant losing, had to be performed brilliantly.

Barely avoiding another strike and not yet recovered, Mu Lin’s sword was already pressing in again; Jing Youlan moved his feet rapidly, narrowly parrying and counterattacking in an ungainly manner.

"Good!" The director couldn’t help but excitedly applaud from the sidelines.

This was exactly the effect he wanted.

In this drama, in terms of martial arts prowess, the female protagonist far surpassed the male protagonist, and in the current duel, Mu Lin’s deftness was also far beyond Jing Youlan; every move, every stance, carried elegance, yet within that elegance was a sharp intensity that forced the male protagonist from reluctant inaction—in actuality, unfamiliarity—to a forced counterattack, which still proved futile.

This was truly the real Qiong Ao Xue!

Agile and commanding, she finally transformed from a woman hounded by emotion back into that peerlessly beautiful figure of Jianghu.

Too bad, oh too bad! If only her face could be shown! Otherwise...

After the initial surprise, the director could only sigh.

The director truly felt that the young girl in front of him was born to stand under the spotlight, basking in everyone’s adoration and admiration, shining radiantly.

At that moment, the director did not realize that even though there were only a few cameras present, they still failed to capture the faces of the two, which might be quite frustrating.

And Liao Qingtong was watching Mu Lin with a face full of shock, her eyes blossoming with amazement.

Indeed, although she had captured some aspects of Mu Lin, that was limited to appearances; the celestial being before her was beyond the mimicry of mere mortals.

There was indeed a sense of the proverbial ugly duckling imitating the swan.

Yet! She would work even harder; even though she wasn’t perfect, she loved standing in the spotlight, delivering a flawless performance.

Zhou Zijian was equally astonished, and the next moment, he curled his lips in realization.

Glancing at his companion, whose gaze never wavered, his eyes filled with tenderness.

At this moment, probably only he was still focused solely on the beauty standing beside him.

If Gong Yu saw the scene unfolding before her, she would likely be thrilled; unfortunately, her attention was solely on the two in the arena.

One was her most beloved sister, and the other... Gong Yu didn’t know why she worried that certain someone might get hurt, when clearly before... thinking back to the moment when Jing Youlan stepped out in costume... Ah, she must have been bewitched by him! No one could withstand the temptation of a man in ancient garb!

At that time, Gong Yu hadn’t realized that the person who always quarreled and challenged her also had such a handsome side.

She had never noticed it before.

Could it be that this was the so-called aphorism of not judging a book by its cover?

At this moment, Gong Yu failed to notice the faint blush of shyness on her own cheeks.

Jing Youlan wondered, was there anyone else in this world as versatile as his sister-in-law?

Falling back repeatedly, after more than ten minutes, Jing Youlan was beginning to struggle; truly, he was reaching his limit.

Sister-in-law, do you really know how to hold back? Young Master Jing seriously doubted it.

Then, just as he doubted, his sword was swept aside, a heavy blow landed on his chest, and he stumbled backward uncontrollably. When he regained his senses, the sharp sword point was already incredibly close to his handsome face.

Mom, that was close to ruining my looks!

The outcome, clear and decided.

There was no sound at all around them.

Finally, reality returned with a "Cut! Okay," and the next moment, applause erupted like wildfire.

"Sister." Suddenly, Gong Yu called out, and Mu Lin turned to look at the object in her hand, lips curving slightly as a hint of mirth passed her eyes.

With a raise of her hand, the sword flew swiftly, and, to the dumbfounded stares of everyone, it accurately returned to its sheath.

Standing there, Gong Yu hadn’t moved at all; because she trusted Mu Lin would never hurt her.

But now, the onlookers didn’t even know how to continue their applause.

Such precision...

Taking a step forward, Ji Shubai helped Jing Youlan up, "How does it feel to seek one’s own suffering?" His expression was unmistakably one of schadenfreude.

Jing Youlan: "Quite marvelous!" and he had to keep pushing himself.

In fact, he had made great progress, but in front of Mu Lin, Jing Youlan still needed to work harder.

Afterward, he gave a few instructions to the director, and Nan Minhao took Mu Lin and the group back with him.

He hoped his gracious hosting today was satisfactory; he believed a certain gentleman who saw the video he had sent would also be quite thrilled.

Young Master Jing expressed he was thrilled, thrilled enough to want to smack someone.