Just as he turned his head, Mu Wenxuan was horrified, and his eyes fell on a strangely dressed figure with a purple butterfly mask on his face: "Who is this person? Back in the deserted delta, he helped me inexplicably and allowed me to live well...
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"There is also that inexplicable sense of familiarity. We have definitely met before..." Mu Wenxuan gritted his teeth. He dared to swear that he and the man with the butterfly mask had definitely known each other before, and they had an unusual relationship.
relation.
But who it is, it's hard to remember because the face is obscured.
The man in the butterfly mask looked at Mu Wenxuan and was instantly startled. He deliberately turned his head to avoid Mu Wenxuan's gaze.
"Just wait, sooner or later, I will take off your veil with my own hands." Mu Wenxuan saw the man wearing the butterfly mask deliberately avoiding him, his fists clenched suddenly, and he thought to himself.
Just then, a bell rang.
The bell rang, and the third preliminary round officially began.
After the start of the third preliminary round, the contestants became serious. Each of them was fierce and ferocious. They sacrificed their own source of energy and launched a swift and fierce offensive towards the person closest to them.
Compared with the previous two games, there was no such strong player in the third game, and the changes on the field were also more drastic.
"Lord City Lord, who do you think will win in this third game?"
"In this third match, there is no one with superior strength. The overall strength is about the same. It will probably be a fierce fight."
In the center of the auditorium, there are soldiers guarding the place. The Lord of Triumph City: Huang Lihao is sitting here. He is the winner of the last Triumph Tournament. He entered the Nine Fingers three years ago. His current strength is unfathomable.
Next to Huang Lihao, sat an old man. The old man was the prime minister of Triumph City: Meng Qingyu, and his strength was at the peak of his rank.
The two of them looked at the fighting on the field and discussed it with great interest.
"I think the jade-faced scholar is pretty good. He is quite famous in Triumph City. The most important thing is that he is ruthless. He does all kinds of evil and bullies men and women. As long as there is profit to be gained, his methods are inferior in his eyes.
Want it."
Meng Qingyu stroked his beard and looked at a figure constantly walking in the crowd on the ring. This figure had a jade-white face and held a gold-embedded fan. Every time he made a move, he was extremely ferocious. It could be said that he was killing people with every move.
ah.
"The jade-faced scholar, with a rank of six stars, is cruel and ruthless, which is good, but I... I am more optimistic about that boy. If you look closely at his power, he turns out to be from the Qinglong tribe, which is quite interesting." Huang Lihao shook his head and pointed.
Another corner of the field.
Mu Wenxuan is in this corner. At this time, his whole body is covered with green dragon scale armor. Every time he attacks, the mountains and rivers are shaken. With one blow, someone will fly away.
"New to the throne?" Meng Qingyu was stunned, then shook his head and said: "It's impossible, it's impossible, this kid's strength is too weak."
"Oh, really?" Huang Lihao heard the sound, and his eyes swept across the audience, landing on the figure wearing the butterfly mask before, and then said confidently: "Prime Minister, why don't we make a bet?"
"Lord City Lord, what are you talking about betting on?" Meng Qingyu also became interested.
"Let's bet on this third preliminary round." Huang Lihao withdrew his gaze and said: "I bet on the kid who uses the power of the blue dragon to win. If he wins, I will go on tour incognito for half a month. If you win, I will give you three months of free time.
How about fake?"
Meng Qingyu was overjoyed when he heard this: "Is the city lord serious about what he said?"
"You have no words~!" Huang Lihao nodded proudly.
At this time, the arena has reached a fever pitch. In a duel involving tens of thousands of people, those with weak strength will soon be defeated. In the blink of an eye, only a few thousand people are left. Those who can survive are those with the power of real guns and live ammunition.
Rumble~!
Mu Wenxuan punched out again, knocking the people around him into the river filled with sharks and arrow demons. He immediately tilted his head and prepared to choose the next target: "This is all about killing, there can be no mercy, otherwise you will die.
The one who falls is you..."
"Little Guitou, I will be your opponent."
There was an angry shout, and a strong man with a full beard suddenly attacked Mu Wenxuan: "Look at my water-cutting sword~! Waterfall Shattering Slash."
"Qinglong Hegemon Body Art!"
Mu Wenxuan raised his head, saw what was happening, drew his legs, clenched his fists, and punched, all in one move, all in one smooth motion. Suddenly, a green light appeared, knocking the bearded man away.
This attack caused quite a shock, and no one looked down upon him anymore.
He was quite at ease. No one was looking for trouble for him. Of course he wouldn't rush in on his own: "There are hundreds of thousands of spectators for this triumphal battle. I have many secrets that I cannot be superior to, so I'd better not be too public about it."
, for example, Hanbing Yayuan, if someone discovers it, he will definitely be in trouble."
Boom!
Half an hour later, there were only a few hundred people left in the ring. Among the hundreds of people, almost all of them were exhausted. Only two people were still breathing calmly and staring at each other.
These two people, one is Mu Wenxuan and the other is the jade-faced scholar, are the people Huang Lihao made a bet with Meng Qingyu.
"It seems that the results will be available soon." Huang Lihao said confidently.
Meng Qingyu was a little surprised: "It's really unexpected that a kid who has just entered the prestigious position has such terrifying strength."
"If you underestimate him, the consequences will be disastrous." Huang Lihao smiled.
Meng Qingyu noticed something, raised his head and asked: "Lord City Lord, do you know this kid?"
Upon hearing this, Huang Lihao glanced at the butterfly mask figure again, shook his head slightly, and did not respond.
The contestants on the ring, except for Mu Wenxuan and the jade-faced scholar, were all defeated. They had completely lost the ability to fight, and their eyes were filled with only fear.
"It seems like the rest is just a one-man show for you and me."
The jade-faced scholar was quite artistic, waving the feather fan with golden thorns in his hand, and walked towards Mu Wenxuan step by step.
Hearing the jade-faced scholar's voice, Mu Wenxuan frowned. The jade-faced scholar's voice was particularly delicate, like a silver bell. It didn't sound like it was coming from a man at all, so he thought to himself: "Isn't this jade-faced scholar's voice coming from a man?"
You must be a tsundere, I don't like this."
"Brother, why don't you speak?"
When the jade-faced scholar saw this, he made a disgusting move.
"Gulu~!" Mu Wenxuan swallowed and then quickly waved his hands and said: "Don't get close to me. I won't do this. I will lose myself in Jingzhou. When I first entered here, someone warned me."
"Haha, it's really interesting. A high-ranking brat turned out to be my last obstacle. That's all, let me see... your limit." The jade-faced scholar paused for a moment before taking a quick step forward.
, the feather fan in his hand struck Mu Wenxuan's chest.
bump!
Seeing this, Mu Wenxuan stepped back half a step invisibly on his toes, just in time to avoid the feather fan of the jade-faced scholar, and immediately pulled out his silver feather feather and rushed forward: "I really don't like the tone of your voice, can you please be more manly?
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"You actually said that I am not a man?" The jade-faced scholar was furious. The speed of the feather fan increased significantly. After resisting the silver feather feathers, the golden thorns on it suddenly burst out: "I will make you regret it."
"Sissy, how disgusting."
Mu Wenxuan gritted his teeth and groaned. Immediately, he saw him move the stars and avoid the jade-faced scholar. Then he transformed into three clones and bombarded the jade-faced scholar at the same time.
"You can still have a clone? That's really good."
"You are too confident, how dare you want to push me to my limit?" Mu Wenxuan's mouth moved, and three clones stabbed the jade-faced scholar's waist at the same time.
Touch~! Touch~! Poof~!
With two crisp sounds, the jade-faced scholar first resisted the two clones, but he never thought that he would be injured by his real body in the end, with a weak wound on his waist.
Although the wound was minor, the jade-faced scholar was furious: "How dare you hurt my jade skin? I'm not done with you..."
"Returning your beautiful skin? She is indeed a sissy."
Mu Wenxuan laughed out loud, and then raised his hand with a profound meaning: "You want to be with me forever? I don't like this~~!"
"You...go to hell." The jade-faced scholar was furious and rushed forward.
Snap~!
Unexpectedly, at this moment, Mu Wenxuan pointed, and the sound of pointing had just sounded. The jade-faced scholar who was galloping was instantly frozen in place. His whole body seemed to be in abnormal pain, and he fell to his knees with a thud.
"it's over!"
Mu Wenxuan glanced at the jade-faced scholar, hummed very confidently, turned around immediately, and walked out of the ring without even looking back.
"Um, what did you do to me? It's so cold..."
The jade-faced scholar knelt on the ground, struggling constantly on his face, and finally fell to the ground. He only felt a strong cold air. The cold air traveled in his body, and even his blood was gradually frozen.
"you……"
The cold blood began to condense. The jade-faced scholar's eyes widened and he stared at Mu Wenxuan fiercely. If eyes could kill, Mu Wenxuan would have died hundreds of times, but unfortunately, eyes can't.
He is the one who kills people, so he must die.
"what happened?"
"The knot... is over?"
"Haha, Prime Minister Meng, it seems you lost."
Huang Lihao laughed loudly, stood up immediately, and left the auditorium, leaving Meng Qingyu sitting there in a daze.
Mu Wenxuan's victory surprised everyone. A young boy who had just entered the prestigious position actually won the first place in the third preliminary round.
But this shock only lasted for a moment. Dark horses like Mu Wenxuan are not uncommon in triumphal finals every year. People in the audience are even more looking forward to the fourth preliminary round.
The fourth preliminary round is about to begin. After the winner is determined, the preliminary round will come to an end, and the climax of the final is about to begin.
"The next step is the long-awaited fourth game of the preliminary round. Let us welcome the contestants with warm applause and piercing cheers."