Chapter 33: Winning too quickly, I haven’t even reacted yet

There are green wind blades all around. Since it cannot be broken by other methods, then it is best to break them with force.

Ling Jinrui's hand holding the long sword tightened, and his sharp eyes swept towards the wind blade, trying hard to find the weak spot of the wind blade tornado.

"This is it." Ling Jinrui decided in his heart, and swung out the long sword in his hand. A golden shadow of a saber-toothed tiger king flew out from the long sword and rushed towards the northwest corner of the wind blade tornado, which is the weakest place in the entire wind blade tornado.

The place.

"Roar" The phantom of the Tiger King roared, and hit the wind blade with its head.

There was a slight "click" sound, and cracks spread like spider webs from the place where the tiger king's shadow hit. The silent "boom" sound seemed to be in the hearts of everyone in the audience, and the wind blade tornado scattered.

Open to form a crescent-shaped blade.

At the moment when the wind blade tornado dispersed, a figure rushed in like lightning, "Thunder." There was a loud shout, and a purple light flashing with electric arcs "cracked" from mid-air toward Ling Jinrui's forehead.

Just after breaking through the wind blade tornado, Ling Jinrui's mind relaxed slightly. A shout shocked Ling Jinrui's mind. When he looked up, the purple lightning had already reached his face. He had no time to dodge, so he had to raise the long sword in his hand to block it.

in front of.

Leng Wuyou in the audience looked at this scene and raised his eyebrows, and said silently, "Idiot."

What is thunder? As a modern person, Leng Wuyou will tell you that it is electrical energy. Modern people all know that electricity is conductive, not to mention that this guy uses a sword to catch thunder. That sword can be made of iron and stone.

Made, you know the result without even thinking about it.

Sure enough, when the purple electric light hit the long sword, the remaining arc was transmitted along the sword body into Ling Jinrui's hand holding the hilt, and penetrated into Ling Jinrui's body. At this time, Ling Jinrui felt very sour, and the remaining arc

Although it didn't hurt him, it made him feel numb and trembling all over.

Taking advantage of this gap, Si Ruoli stretched out his hand and made a move. The folding fan floating in the air quickly flew back to Si Ruoli's hand. Even the crescent-shaped wind blades turned into green spiritual power and surrounded him, adhering to the principle of taking advantage of the situation.

The creed that your illness will kill you, Si Ruoli turned his fingers, and the folding fan grew into the wind. In an instant, it grew to the size of a person. He held the handle of the fan with both hands and faced the place where Ling Jinrui was, and slapped him fiercely.

"Huh." A hurricane passed through like locusts, tearing apart the arena in an instant, with cracks spreading around like spider webs.

"Crack, click, click" filled my ears with the sound of the arena tearing apart.

Ling Jinrui, who was standing at the edge of the ring, felt a gust of evil wind blowing towards him. He had no time to move, and saw the hurricane that was coming towards him turned into arrows all over the sky, and shot towards him overwhelmingly. Ling Jinrui's pupils shrank suddenly, and he watched helplessly.

Arrows were flying at him from the sky, and at this moment he had no chance to fight back or dodge.

Arrows all over the sky pierced Ling Jinrui's body fiercely. Ling Jinrui felt a pain in his chest and said "Wow", and a mouthful of scarlet blood spurted out. After that, he felt dizzy. When he realized it again, he had been beaten.

The prohibition of the arena sent the arena away.

The people who were watching the battle under the ring were still a little stunned. How come in the blink of an eye, Young Master Ling came out of the ring. Everyone looked at each other in confusion.

In fact, even Si Ruoli himself was a little confused. This victory was too fast! He didn't even use his ultimate move. He himself thought that he and Ling Jinrui should have fought for 300 rounds, and then at the critical moment, he released his hidden strength,

It's only right to reverse the situation in one fell swoop, but what is the situation now? He actually won, and they didn't even get ten moves together. What is the situation?

"What's going on? Did you see it clearly?"

"You ask me, I asked who was going to go, and I just flashed my kung fu. How could this person lose?"

"Oh, I put my wife at the mercy of Young Master Ling, why do you think we lost?"

The crowd was so busy that they didn't see clearly, but Leng Wuyou saw it clearly. It's just that Leng Wuyou's eyes were a little weird now, and even his beautiful face had a trace of other expressions. That expression was...

It's like looking strange.

When the arrow hit Ling Jinrui, Ling Jinrui subconsciously took a step back. He didn't notice that he was already at the edge of the ring. When the arrow hit him, the momentum directly pushed him out of the ring. Since he was already out of the ring,

The ban naturally judged him as a loser, so they sent him out of the ban.

In fact, those arrows did not cause much damage to Ling Jinrui at all. They only shocked his internal organs and caused him to vomit a mouthful of blood.

Si Ruoli came down from the ring, with a look of confusion instead of joy on his face. It was obvious that he had not yet recovered from his sudden victory.

"I won?" Si Ruoli was still a little in disbelief.

Leng Wuyou glanced at him, "It's bad luck for him."

"I really won!" Only then did Si Ruoli truly realize that he had really won.

"Is it possible that you want to trade with Ling Jinrui?" Leng Wuyou secretly rolled his eyes. Unknown to this guy, he thought you were getting an advantage and being a good boy.

"Hehe." Si Ruoli chuckled, "It's not like I won too quickly and I haven't reacted yet."

Si Ruoli was talking here, and the third prince Yu Wenmo, who was acting as the referee over there, also helplessly announced that Si Ruoli had won.

Ling Jinrui came to Si Ruoli with an ugly face and threw the saber-toothed tiger spirit egg he took from Ling Jinyu's hand directly towards Si Ruoli. Si Ruoli quickly followed up and said with a frown: "Ling Jinrui, this

But if I win, you can’t take it lightly. If it falls to the ground, you’ll pay for it!”

Ling Jinrui snorted coldly, "You're lucky this time, next time... hum." After saying that, he glanced at Leng Wuyou and wanted to say something sarcastic, but for some reason he saw Leng Wuyou's cold ink eyes.

There was a feeling of coldness all over his body. He could only snort coldly and walk away angrily. No one knew that there was always a lingering shadow in his heart.

Wangyue Tower, third floor

"Brother Mu Nan, I win." The pretty girl held her head high, puffed out her chest, and looked very proud. Her voice was delicate and crisp, like the cry of an oriole.

"Yes, you win." Mu Nan rubbed Lingling's furry little head, her eyes full of doting.

"The bet..." Lingling smiled, her big eyes curved into crescent shapes.

"As a gentleman says, a horse is hard to beat. Since I lost, I have to fulfill my bet." In fact, what Lingling didn't know was that Mu Nan knew that Si Ruoli would win from the beginning. Even if Ling Jinrui didn't fall by himself, Si Ruoli would too.

Win, he just wants to make this girl happy.

Leng Wuyou looked at the spirit beast egg in Si Ruoli's arms and frowned. He always felt that something was wrong there, but he didn't have a clue for a while, so he decided to go back first.

He turned around and took Si Ruoli away, but unexpectedly he ran into Ling Jinrui and his party when he turned around.

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