Time passed very quickly. After a lot of twists and turns, it was already noon, and the game was already in its eleventh game. The one who appeared this time was Ximen Xue, who had gone to find Rong Que yesterday.
Rong Que had always been wary of this Ximen Xue, not to mention the strangeness of those words. Even the jade pendant that was exactly the same as his own hand seemed to be telling him something faintly.
This time, Ximen Xue faced off against an unlucky boy. One of the few male disciples from Dongmen who entered the qualifying round, named Zhou Heng, was looking at Ximen Xue with a look of helplessness on his face as he walked up feebly.
In the arena, stand facing Ximen Xue.
"Are you going down by yourself, or should I send you off?" Ximen Xue has always been the style of speaking harshly. He slowly pulled out the sword from his waist and looked at the disciple opposite him with a smile.
Maybe this sentence really aroused Zhou Heng's idea of admitting defeat. His chest rose and fell for a while, and then he took a few deep breaths before calming himself down. He looked at Ximen Xue and said with some lack of confidence:
"Even if your sword is very fast, you may not be able to defeat me. It's not certain who will win!"
"Stop talking nonsense. I'm not in the habit of talking nonsense to rubbish. Since you won't admit defeat, I can only beat you down." With that said, Ximen Xue swung the long sword in his hand and rushed towards Zhou Heng.
The speed was extremely fast, the blade was as sharp as snow, and it flashed with a breathtaking cold light. It pierced the opponent's chest in an instant, and was about to sink into his chest. At this critical moment, Zhou Heng suddenly formed a seal with his hands.
, shouted in a low voice: "Rock Tiger Steel Armor!"
"Cen!"
The second before Ximen Xue's long sword pierced Zhou Heng's chest, a layer of gray armor suddenly appeared on his body, blocking the long sword, causing the long sword to only penetrate less than an inch into Zhou Heng's body.
depth.
When the sword failed, Ximen Xue immediately drew his sword and ran away. This was like an assassin missing a single blow and escaping thousands of miles away. This is also a swordsman's advanced knack for fighting.
Ximen Xue is not like those inferior swordsmen, who have to fight hard even if their attack fails. He turns a blind eye to the enemy's defense, which is very likely to be seized by the opponent and kill him with one strike. A lion fights a rabbit with all his strength.
Ximen Xue never looked down upon his enemies.
"That's Yuan level mid-level defensive qigong."
"I didn't expect that Zhou Heng would have such an unexpected encounter this year and be able to obtain defensive qigong."
Listening to the noise in the audience, Rong Que frowned and asked in his mind: "Lao Huo, is there any difference in this defensive qigong? Why do everyone seem a little excited when they hear defensive qigong?"
"Master, you don't know. On this continent, everyone regards their life as the most precious thing. Only this defensive qigong can bring greater possibilities for one's survival when going deep into dangerous situations."
However, defensive qigong is extremely difficult to create, which is why defensive qigong is more precious than other qigong." Mr. Huo touched his snow-white beard and explained slowly.
Rong Cai nodded, looked at Zhou Heng with interest in his eyes, rubbed the hanging ring, smiled at the corner of his mouth, and whispered to himself: "Then let me see, is it him?
The defensive qigong is indestructible, but Ximen Xue’s long sword is indestructible.”
After the first attack failed, Ximen Xue did not rush to attack, but observed Zhou Heng with a calm face, because most defensive qigong has drawbacks, just like Zhou Heng now, although he has extremely powerful
Defense ability, but the movement speed becomes extremely slow.
Seizing this shortcoming, Ximen Xue suddenly exerted force on his feet and rushed towards Zhou Heng's side. He swung his sword and cut off a rock on Zhou Heng's body. However, after cutting off the rock, the gap opened again.
There will be new rocks added to it, as if it is growing and growing continuously.
"Hahaha! I said you may not be able to defeat me. With the defense of this "Rock Tiger Steel Armor", no matter how fast your sword is, you can't defeat me." Zhou Hengyi, who was a little nervous at first, saw Ximen Xue.
He looked helpless and suddenly became arrogant.
"That's not necessarily true!" Looking at Zhou Heng's feet, Ximen Xue suddenly showed a sinister smile. This smile made Zhou Heng feel a chill in his back.
Just when Zhou Heng was wondering whether he could still laugh at this time, Ximen rushed out like a snowstorm. When he was still three steps away from Zhou Heng, he sank and dodged an attack from the opponent. Now Zhou Heng's
In his opinion, the speed is no different from that of a child.
"Bang!"
After dodging the slow attack, Ximen Xue put her hands on the ground, bent her right leg, and kicked Zhou Heng, who was wrapped in rocks, into the sky.
"Since you can regenerate, I will beat you so hard that you can't give birth!" With that said, Ximen Xue put her feet on the ground and shot towards Zhou Heng in the air.
With the long sword horizontal, Ximen smiled sinisterly, roared, and said: "Phantoms are dancing!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Ximen Xue's whole body suddenly boiled with spiritual energy. His sword swing speed suddenly increased several times. In an instant, he swung more than a dozen swords towards Zhou Heng who was still in a daze. The gorgeous sword shadow lasted for several breaths in mid-air.
Finally, it fell back to the ground with a "bang" under the pressure of gravity.
All this happened too fast. By the time the people in the audience reacted, Ximen Xue had already put the long sword back into its scabbard. At this time, Zhou Heng, who was still in mid-air, suddenly sprayed out a mouthful of blood mist.
, all the rocks on the body scattered with a "bang", and Zhou Heng fell into the ring together.
Only then did bursts of inhaling sound come out from under the ring.
"The sword is so fast, it dazzled my eyes."
"How did he practice such a fast sword? It's simply abnormal."
Zhou Heng, who had been carried off the ring, suddenly shouted: "How did you see through this? You can't do this!"
"You cover it up too poorly. Although you will deliberately destroy the traces every time you absorb the land and convert it into armor, you should not forget that the swordsman's eyes are the sharpest." After saying that, Ximen Xue no longer stopped.
Paying attention to Zhou Heng, he turned around and walked in the opposite direction of Ximen.
Rong Que looked at Ximen Xue who was walking towards the auditorium, rubbing the hanging ring with his fingers and frowning. At this time, Ximen Xue also happened to cast his gaze, and their eyes met, but there was no more monster riot.
Ximen Xue nodded at this shortcoming and smiled kindly.
"In the eleventh game, Ximen wins. The next game is between North Gate Rongque and South Gate Yang Shun." Taomu was still as lazy as usual, but this time, there was a glimmer of light in his eyes that was difficult for ordinary people to detect.
"Brother Rong Que, it's your turn, come on, beat that Yang Shun hard, we all support you." Wang Er quickly came over, stared fiercely at Yang Shun in the distance, and encouraged Rong Que.
After smiling, Rong Que stood up and walked towards the ring. At this time, Yang Shun also stood up at the same time. The two of them were like two auras, constantly approaching the ring. Everyone had a feeling that as long as this
Once the two auras come into contact, it will definitely lead to death.
"We finally faced each other. I have been waiting for this moment for a long time." Standing on the stage, Yang Shun raised the corner of his mouth and said slowly while looking at Rong Que.
Rubbing the heavy ring on his hand, Rong Que smiled slightly and said: "It seems that this battle is inevitable, so I have to get serious. You have to be careful."
Hearing what Rong Que said, Yang Shun frowned. Was it just a joke that he defeated Cong Xun last time?
"Everyone can tell lies. Let's see the truth behind our hands and use all the tricks we have. Otherwise, you will die miserably." Yang Shun stretched out his right hand, and flames rose in his hand. At this time, he looked like...
Like a god of death who controls fire.
Rong Que grinned and did not answer his words. Instead, he took out a small fruit knife from his storage ring and waited closely for Tao Mu to announce the start of the game.
Looking at the fruit knife in Rong Que's hand, Yang Shun frowned and shouted: "You use such a small knife to fight me, you look down on me!"
"Later, you will know that this knife is the judge's pen for you." Rong Que smiled slightly, stroked the fruit knife in his hand, and said slowly.
At this time, Taomu stood up and said loudly: "The twelfth qualifying match begins. Both sides will announce their names."
After everyone bowed and announced their names, the much-anticipated duel finally began. The disciples from the North Gate and the South Gate could no longer sit still. They all stood up and roared to cheer for their senior brothers.
, the scene suddenly became lively.
The two recognized strong men stood face to face. No one took action first. Time passed quietly. After a quarter of an hour passed, the shouts in the audience became smaller and smaller. After a quarter of an hour, everyone's throats
Everyone needs a break.
At this moment, the two people on the ring moved at the same time, rushing towards each other at the same moment, their hands flashed with dazzling fire, and they roared angrily, saying: "Fire Destroying Palm!"
A palm struck towards Rong Que's face with a decisive momentum. When he was still three inches away from Rong Que, the flames on his palm suddenly intensified, like two scorching suns, and were about to wrap around Rong Que.
Once inside, as long as you are entangled by these two scorching suns, the outcome of this battle will be clear.
At this critical moment, Rong Que paused his feet and immediately stopped. Then he stepped lightly with his feet and flew backwards, presenting a strange scene, as if a person was chasing two suns.
Like another person.
"You can't escape, just get hit." Yang Shun smiled sinisterly, and immediately pushed with his hands. The two rounds of bright sun in his hands chased Rong Que like meteors. They were very fast and were about to hit Rong Que.
At this moment, Rong Que grinned, and while retreating, he kicked his right leg hard toward the right side of the ring, and turned his body to the left. The strength and angle were controlled extremely well. If another person had completed this set of actions, he would have
It is very likely that his right leg will be fractured, or he may even accidentally fall into those two rounds of scorching sun.
Seeing Rong Que escaping, Yang Shun frowned. He didn't expect that Rong Que's body control ability was so skillful. Rong Que's escape overturned all his subsequent attack plans. Next, he could only
It's time to adapt to the situation and test your true strength.