Ce Chi walked out of the black mist intact and patted his sleeves as if there was some dust on them.
People with good eyesight can see that there is still some black mist on his clothes, but it is really like dust. After Ce Chi patted it, it dispersed.
Ye Fuxun couldn't help but whispered: "I didn't realize it before, but Brother Meng is also good at pretending."
Everyone below was stunned, followed by a sound of gasping for air.
Bai Yuxian whispered: "It's not a gift from you."
Ye Fuxun chuckled. She didn't know what kind of poison the Poison Sutra contained, but the Golden Gu King could definitely restrain the Poison Sutra.
Likewise, her other Gu will also be suppressed by the Poison Meridian.
Among such a large Gu clan, there can only be one Golden Gu King. Those who can thoroughly practice the Poison Sutra are definitely rare.
Could this Wind-breaking Python be that person?
Bai Yuxian said: "Are you very interested in this snake?"
Ye Fuxun nodded: "This person may have something to do with the Gu clan."
Bai Yuxian said: "Then you still help Ce Chi, aren't you afraid that he will kill the snake directly?"
Ye Fuxun smiled and said: "If he died so easily, it means that he did not inherit the Poison Sutra. If he had obtained the Poison Sutra, he would not have died at the hands of Ce Chi."
As soon as she finished speaking, the battle on the field was already in full swing.
The Wind-breaking Python realized that his omnipotent poisonous mist had no effect on the man in front of him, and the surprise in his eyes could not be greater.
Taking advantage of the opponent's distraction, Ce Chi slightly raised his fingers, and with a thought in his mind, a subtle sound of breaking wind sounded, several rays of silvery white light flashed past, and the hidden weapons moved towards the breaking wind python from all directions.
Many people's eyes were full of surprises, and some of them, who had seen many of Ce Chi's fights, were a little surprised.
This method of manipulating hidden weapons is simply superb and unpredictable. It is probably even worse than the poison, but I have never seen Ce Chi use it before.
However, just when everyone thought that the Wind-breaking Python was destined to die, the Wind-breaking Python suddenly moved.
He moved very slowly, as if he were walking, slowly, but his posture was extremely weird, like a snake, twisting his body slippery, and with just such a twist, his body moved a few inches, avoiding the
Passed those hidden weapons.
Those hidden weapons seemed to have eyes. Instead of fighting each other in the air, they suddenly turned in a different direction and headed towards the Wind-breaking Python again.
After that, it became a matter of chasing each other.
The hidden weapon was no longer a hidden weapon, but became an exposed weapon. Under Ce Chi's unknown manipulation, he pursued the Wind-breaking Python in hot pursuit.
The body of the Wind-breaking Python is considered flexible, but those flying knives that shine with cold light are even more flexible, as if the air is torn apart, leaving no doubt that it will be difficult to be scratched or stabbed.
imagined results.
And under such a hot pursuit, the Wind-breaking Python couldn't even find a chance to poison him, and he had nowhere to display his abilities. It was really depressing.
The audience who originally expected a bloody fight were dumbfounded. It was completely different from what they imagined. The dramatic development made them dizzying.
On the other hand, the "old, weak, sick and disabled" members of the Dongqing tribe all looked a bit ugly.
They whispered: "Chief, it seems that the storm can't hit the other side. What should we do?"
"I think we should surrender. The royal family's fighters this year are too strong. I don't know where they got them."
"Yeah... we can't afford so many losses. If anything happens to the wind disaster, that thing is still on him."
The leader, the old man who was called the clan leader, frowned and looked at the Po Feng Python that was trying to avoid him. His eyes flickered, and finally he opened his mouth. The ripples of his inner energy spread out, and the forced sound became a line and entered the Po Feng Python's ears.
middle.
"drop."
The familiar voice was indifferent and majestic. It was just one word, but it felt more like shame to the Wind-breaking Python.
But his poison is ineffective against the person in front of him! This depressing fact is right in front of him.
Everyone thought he was just avoiding him, but Po Feng Python knew clearly, and those from the Dongqing tribe also understood that he was behind the scenes that others could not see.
The wind-breaking python used countless methods, but his shocking poison had no effect at all on this seemingly ordinary person in front of him!
The Wind-breaking Python fell to the ground, and the flying knives came towards the Wind-breaking Python again.
He gritted his teeth secretly, stared at Ce Chi with his cold eyes, and then said: "I lost."
The flying knife stopped abruptly just a finger away from him.
Then he turned around and circled around Ce Chi.
Ce Chi waved his sleeves, and the flying knives went into his sleeves with a bang, and then it was as if nothing happened.
Ce Chi cupped his fists towards the Wind-breaking Python and said, "I accept."
The wind-breaking python wanted to say something, but his voice was drowned by the cheers.
So the Wind-breaking Python turned around and slowly returned to the Dongqing clan.
At the end of the martial arts competition, Ce Chi won the first place. Although he did not show amazing martial arts, he won very well.
Although King Cangxi was full of doubts, this was already the best result. He stood up and announced: "The final victory of the martial arts tournament belongs to Ce Chi."
The tribes in all directions were silent. They had suffered heavy losses this time, and the Cangzhou royal family had lost all the limelight. Although they expressed respectful expressions of good news on their faces, they felt even more resentful in their hearts.
At this moment, a burly figure flew down, giving people the illusion of blocking out the sky and the sun.
It was not an illusion, the sun was just covered by white clouds, and the light dimmed. Just then, the burly figure fell down, followed by the twins from before.
This is a middle-aged man with a burly and heavy build. The twins look somewhat similar to him, and they look like father and son.
No, it shouldn't be said that they are like father and son, but that they are father and son.
As soon as one of the stupid twins came on stage, he pointed at the Dongqing people and said, "Dad! That's the man who killed senior brother! You must avenge senior brother!"
Ye Fuxun on the stage looked shocked. How could this man with a fierce face and well-developed muscles say such a line that should be more in line with the sect's junior sister without any burden!
It would look more like pouting and stomping feet!
Transferring such actions to the burly man, Ye Fuxun did not dare to think deeply, he was already feeling cold.
"Could it be that the younger ones were beaten and the older ones came out to take revenge? Isn't the Dragon Tiger Sect the second largest sect in the Hundred Martial Alliance? How can it be so stingy?"
When Xu Tianyu appeared just now, Ye Fuxun heard some of the relevant content from the discussions among the people below, and now he also finds it a bit funny.
Bai Yuxian seemed to be pleased by Ye Fuxun's metaphor. He pursed his lips and did not laugh out loud, but he could see a hint of smile.
Just as King Cangxi was chatting with others, he was suddenly stood in front of several people.
Before he could ask, a group of people appeared below. They were all burly men, one size smaller than these few, wearing uniform shorts. They ran neatly onto the ring and followed the middle-aged man opposite.