When Jun Mochou's sword was less than two or three meters away from Ling Xiao's body, a layer of white bone armor suddenly appeared on his body, making him look like a devil stepping out of hell.
And it's not over yet.
Outside of the white bone armor, a layer of red sun feathers emitting blazing light completely enveloped him.
Jun Mochou's sword quickly melted when it entered the range of this blazing light.
After all, it is not a magic weapon. Although the material is good, it is still difficult to resist Ling Xiao's terrifying Red Sun Feather Clothes.
However, Jun Mochou seemed to have been wary of this for a long time.
As he stabbed with his right hand, a dagger that had been prepared suddenly shot out from the sleeve of his left hand.
This broken sword was also on the weapon rack, but Jun Mochou had already hidden it in his sleeve.
"Ice spike!"
The dagger was covered with a strange layer of ice, which escaped the high-temperature smelting and directly pierced the layer of white bone armor.
"Um?"
With this stab, Jun Mochou realized something was wrong: "This is not an ordinary armor. You cheated and actually used a magic weapon!"
"A magic weapon? I didn't expect that the Seventh Son of the Zhengyi Sect could be so ignorant."
Ling Xiao's cold voice sounded, this was the moment he had been waiting for.
Jun Mochou had just finished his attack, and now he was extremely close to him.
Ling Xiao roared violently and punched out with both fists, hitting Jun Mochou who was only a few feet away from him.
This Jun Mochou is not an ordinary person. I wonder how you can think of a way to deal with such a dangerous situation.
As she retreated violently, she stepped on the ground of the ring.
Then the ground turned into stone slabs, blocking Ling Xiao's attack.
However, at this time, Jun Mochou made the mistake of being too confident again.
She did not choose to take advantage of the situation and retreat. Instead, she drew a sword from the weapon rack and stabbed it through the stone slab.
puff!
The stone slab was made like tofu and was pierced by the long sword that contained astonishing energy in her hand.
However, at this time, she had lost her best chance to escape.
Ling Xiao's fists came with a bang.
The terrifying power of six hundred emperors and queens combined with the terrifying power of the body of hell.
The stone slabs were blasted into powder, and even the sword in Jun Mochou's hand was shattered again.
At this time, Jun Mochou has no chance.
She made a mistake and was destined to be caught by Ling Xiao, and then unable to fight back again.
The terrifying fists hit Jun Mochou heavily on the chest, and Jun Mochou felt a terrifying force throwing her away.
But what annoys her the most is Ling Xiao. Isn't it because she is a woman?
She was so angry that she chose the place that was least suitable for attacking.
Jun Mochou was pushed back dozens of meters, but she finally stopped and did some somersaults in the air in an attempt to fight back against Ling Xiao.
This is her strength, which is definitely not comparable to Fan Ruolin and Kou Ziling.
It's a pity that there is no trace of the enemy in her eyes.
When she reacted again, a sword was already across her neck.
Defeated!
Defeated so easily!
Jun Mochou didn't even have time to exert his full strength.
She felt that she was very defeated.
"I don't accept it!"
Jun Mochou stared at Ling Xiao and shouted.
"This is an arena. If it's a vendetta, you won't be able to accept it, because you are already dead at this time."
Ling Xiao said coldly: "Admit defeat, otherwise my sword will not show mercy."
Feel the terrifying aura emanating from Ling Xiao's cold eyes.
There was also the pain in my neck that was cut by the sword blade.
Although Jun Mochou felt extremely aggrieved, he finally gave up.
"At White Tiger, I won't make the same mistake again."
Jun Mochou felt the sword on his neck being removed, then stood up straight and said.
"Do you know what mistake you made?"
Ling Xiao asked back.
"underestimate the enemy!"
Don't worry, you said.
"It's not that I underestimated the enemy, but I was so confident that I made mistakes in judgment one after another! You think my defense is poor, this is the first mistake!
When you had the chance to avoid my ultimate move, you still chose to fight back. This is your second mistake.
The root cause of the mistake is being too confident and not analyzing the opponent at all."
Ling Xiao shook his head, and then continued: "Actually, if you didn't attack me sneakily, but chose to fight me head-on, I might not be able to defeat you so quickly."
After hearing these words, Jun Mochou was stunned for a moment. Although she was not convinced, she had to admit that Ling Xiao was right.
This time it was precisely because she was trying to bully Ling Xiao's weak defense that she launched a sudden attack, but instead fell into the opponent's trap.
In fact, she didn't even use 50% of her strength.
This is exactly why she is cowardly.
"You see, Third Brother, his defense is not weak. If you follow Jun Mochou's example, your defeat will only be worse."
Fan Ruohai glanced at Fan Ruolin, who was pale, and said calmly: "There are talented people from generation to generation, and the world outside is very big. Don't be a frog in the well.
In this White Tiger Tournament, you should go and see the world. It doesn’t matter if you don’t get a ranking. Only when you see the power of this world can you work harder to practice."
Fan Ruolin gritted his teeth and said nothing.
"Young Master, among the champions behind you, there are almost none who are stronger than Jun Mochou. I think Ling Xiao can easily reach the ninety-ninth floor.
The one who can really stop him is probably the Lord of Hell."
The administrator of the Hell Tower seemed to be trying to ease the slightly awkward atmosphere in the VIP room when he spoke.
"Yes, in order to stimulate the enthusiasm of the warriors, the masters of the Hell Tower generally do not have a cultivation level higher than the tenth level of the Yin-Yang Realm, with the exception of the ninety-ninth level."
Fan Ruohai nodded and said: "Go and inform Ling Xiao and tell him not to continue when he reaches the ninety-eighth floor. The Lord of Hell is too powerful and he is definitely no match."
"Brother, why should you help him?"
Fan Ruolin said dissatisfied.
"If someone spared your life, shouldn't you reciprocate the favor?"
Fan Ruohai glared at Fan Ruolin. Although he looked very indifferent, he was so scared that Fan Ruolin did not dare to speak out.
"My subordinate will go right away."
The Hell Tower administrator left the VIP room and told Ling Xiao about this.
However, when he came back, he delivered a piece of news that made Fan Ruohai dumbfounded.
"That guy from Ling Xiao said that he has to go to the 100th floor. Thank you for our kindness, but he won't be afraid of any hell lord."
"Oh, you are still young after all."
Fan Ruohai shook his head helplessly and sighed: "Wan Shuang, let's go. I can't bear to see a good genius being tortured and killed by the lord of hell."
He really valued Ling Xiao's talents very much.
"Yes, Master."
Mu Wanshuang also got up and left with Fan Ruohai.
Ling Xiao, who successfully obtained the title of Seventy-Level Champion, not only received a large number of spiritual stone rewards, but also received a thousand-year-old Red Sun Fruit.