Looking at the light blue whip that quickly attacked, Xiao Yu stood on the spot without moving at all, with a faint smile on his lips. He looked very calm. When Pan Li entered the trap he set,
The right hand's sword-shaped finger gently drew in the void.
Immediately, a pale red light flickered out from the ground. A symbol in the shape of a huge tadpole appeared at Pan Li's feet. At the same time, countless silk threads spread out and climbed up Pan Li's body, like a bag.
Like dumplings, Pan Li was tied up tightly in an instant, with her hands and feet together.
"Bang!" Pan Li lost her center of gravity and fell hard on the ring, squirming and struggling!
"Uh-huh!" Pan Li made a weird sound, but because of the blockage of the red silk thread, others couldn't hear what she was saying.
But Xiao Yu listened carefully with interest, and seemed to understand what Pan Li meant, and said with a smile: "You are asking what I did to you, right? It doesn't matter if I tell you, it's called the Red Silk Curse.
, it can imprison the enemy and make him incapacitated, I also learned it by accident."
Xiao Yu patiently explained that he was not in a hurry to knock Pan Li off the ring. Xiao Yu was very confident about this red silk curse. Pan Li could not break it with his strength, unless his own strength could surpass him. Moreover, this red silk curse,
It was the Yin Ren trick that Xiao Lin gave him the day before the competition, and he succeeded without even thinking about it the first time he used it.
"Hmm..." Pan Li made a weird sound again, and her delicate body kept turning on the ground, which was quite seductive.
But this time, Xiaoyu unexpectedly understood the meaning of her words and said calmly: "How do I know why your source power suddenly doesn't flow smoothly? Could it be that there is something wrong with your practice?"
Xiaoyu pretended to be at a loss, but kept smiling in his heart. After a night of precipitation, the poison from Fuyuan San finally took effect, but naturally he would not say it directly.
"Xiao Yu, you deserve to die!" Pan Li hated Xiao Yu in her heart at this moment. She didn't expect that he would be so cunning and plot against her.
But they don’t know that when two parties are fighting, a soldier never tires of deceit. As his own strength becomes stronger, if he doesn’t have a mature mind and a clever mind, and only knows how to use force to suppress others, he is no different from a beast. This is just like what Xiao Lin said, cultivation
It doesn't matter how high or low you are, magic doesn't matter how strong or weak you are, the key is how you use this power.
"Xiao Yu, you are so despicable. If you have the guts, let me go and fight again!" Pan Li refused to admit defeat, but no matter how hard she struggled, it was of no use, even if she used her power to forcefully break the red silk curse, it was useless.
Because of the effect of Fuyuan Powder, every time she uses her source power, one-third of her source power will be corroded, resulting in slow flow of source power and insufficient strength. Coupled with her true cultivation level, Xiaoyu is not as good as Xiaoyu at all.
Strong, how can we break the shackles of the red silk curse?
However, Xiao Yu was not one to get carried away. After all, the other party was a girl and could not be humiliated excessively, so he walked closer and reached out to pick up Pan Li, who was struggling on the ground.
"Xiao Yu, what are you going to do, you bastard? Let me go!" Pan Li's struggle suddenly became fierce. It was so embarrassing to be held like this by a man she secretly hated, not to mention that men and women were not close to each other.
"Don't worry, I have no interest in you at all. Besides, there are so many people here. What do you have to worry about? I just don't want you to lose too ugly." Xiaoyu said casually as if he guessed what Pan Li was thinking.
, and then gently placed Pan Li on the ground.
"Xiaoyu, you are a bastard, I will never let you go!" Pan Li felt ashamed and unspeakable. What does it mean to be uninterested? She looks so bad?!
"In ten seconds, the red silk curse will be lifted automatically. Just be patient." Xiaoyu ignored Pan Li's thoughts at the moment. After putting him down, he quickly left, like a cheetah, running towards the stone pillar.
.
Although Xiao Yu's contact with Pan Li was very short, she still had some understanding of Pan Li's personality. With her straightforward temperament, if she was released from the red silk curse in advance, she would definitely not let her go.
"It's over now. It's too fast. Is that Xiaoyu still the trash of the past?"
"What are you talking about? Senior Brother Xiao knows that with a cultivation level of the third level of Foundation Establishment, he defeated a strong man of the ninth level of Foundation Establishment with one strike. He is simply our idol!"
"That's right, this is our Tianlan Sect's first victory, we must cheer for Senior Brother Xiaoyu!"
"Senior Brother Xiaoyu, from now on you are my target. In a cross-level battle, although the victory is not very glorious, it makes us admire your wit very much!"
Just when Xiao Yu returned to the stone pillar, the disciples of Tianlan Sect immediately burst into cheers. Although they did not see the exciting battle they expected, Xiao Yu jumped up the ranks and fought with the weak against the strong.
It still deeply amazed everyone, and even changed the name of Xiaoyu unknowingly.
As long as some people are happy, others will naturally be jealous. Lin Feng is one of them. He glanced at Xiao Yu with a chill in his eyes and snorted in his heart: "It's just a lucky win. What's the point? Tomorrow is the key."
As for other people, they all looked at Xiao Yu in many different ways. Some people thought that Xiao Yu was too treacherous, while others admired Xiao Yu's wit. Of course, there was one person who hated Xiao Yu so much that she gritted her teeth. She was
Pan Li.
However, Pan Li looked at Xiao Yu who was back on the stone pillar and did not come to criticize. She was still very clear about the fact that the game was over, but she was not willing to lose.
"Huh, the second competition is over. The winner, Tianlan Zong Xiaoyu, will now begin the third competition." Zhao Xin glared at Xiaoyu with a cold look, obviously thinking that his victory was disgraceful.
"Fellow Daoist Zhao, this competition is a fair competition. Don't have any vengeance. Moreover, Pan Li is too reckless and cannot see the truth clearly. It is natural for her to lose." Sensing the coldness in Zhao Xin's eyes, Duan Changyun said calmly.
reminded.
"Zhao doesn't dare!" Zhao's confidence trembled, and then he remembered that he was still in Tianlan Sect, how could he express his joy and anger in words, and he quickly confessed.
Xiao Yu sat cross-legged on the stone pillar and did not take into consideration the mixed opinions of everyone, because for Xiao Yu, no matter what method was used, as long as he could win and save his life, it was a good method.
, it doesn’t matter what other people think.
"This third competition turns out to be between Wei Dong and Qian Wucheng." Xiao Yu looked at the two people who had appeared on the ring with a dull look and said to himself.
"Junior Brother Qian, please invite me!" Wei Dong looked calm and put his left hand behind his back, making an invitation gesture.
"Senior Brother Wei is offended!" Qian Wucheng clasped his fists, then suddenly rushed forward, took out a sword from his storage bag, and slashed at Wei Dong.
Looking at the slashing sword, Wei Dong looked calm, took a step to the left, and then flicked his finger, hitting the sword body.
"Buzz!" The war sword in Qian Wucheng's hand immediately trembled and shook violently. At the same time, a huge force was transmitted through the war sword to Qian Wucheng's hands, which made his mouth numb and almost unable to hold it.
Live fighting sword.
"There should be no suspense in this battle. The winner must be Wei Dong." Looking at the two people on the ring, Xiao Yu analyzed in his heart.
Although the two men only fought for one round, the strength of each other was already very obvious. Wei Dong had already gained the upper hand before he even used his full strength, and Qian Wucheng was far from his opponent.
In fact, as Xiao Yu analyzed, the situation in the arena at this moment was one-sided. Wei Dong was like a ferocious beast, with terrifying power, crushing Qian Wucheng to death, and even in the fifth fight
, knocked Qian Wucheng off the ring with one palm...
"Wei Dong, the winner of the third competition, Wangcheng Valley, now begins the last competition of the day!" Zhao Xin was very satisfied with Wei Dong's performance, and then with the cheers of everyone, he announced the last moment of the first day of the competition.