The bird officer gave instructions, and the demon barbarian went up to the challenge.
Su Jing and Sanshou Man jumped onto the high platform at the same time.
Sanshou Man remained as usual, without much expression, and said hoarsely: "I didn't expect that."
Su Jing made no secret of his helplessness, shook his head and said: "I didn't expect it either. Wait for me for a moment." Then he turned to look at the ringmaster on the stone platform: "Sir, I'd like to give you a head covering and a big beating!"
The so-called hooded beating is actually a layer of covering magic, so that outsiders cannot see the beating.
Monsters are competitive by nature, and most of them like to compete in public. If they win, they will be impressive. But there are also some who have mastered the secret technique of sneak attack. This kind of move cannot be exposed to the light, otherwise it will not be useful next time.
If it were just an ordinary competition to win the championship, there would be no such thing as "head covering", but this competition is for selecting brave demon generals. As the saying goes, soldiers never tire of deceit, and they will use their best on the battlefield.
Hidden tricks are also allowed by the rules. As long as both people agree to it, the head-covering spell can be cast.
The ringmaster looked fat and white, like a peanut monster. Hearing this, he looked at Sanshouman and said, "What do you think?"
Sanshou Man did not hesitate and nodded directly. The challenger took out a demon seal from his arms and began to mutter a curse.
Before the head-covering spell here was cast, Lie Lieer and Ayan's mother-in-law had already defeated them. They were not ordinary monsters. They found Su Jing from the five hundred high platform with a sweep of their demonic sense. They waited until they saw clearly.
When friends were actually fighting against each other, the two monsters were startled at the same time and flew nearby to watch the battle.
Lie Lieer frowned slightly: "Three-handed swords will definitely kill people and cause trouble!"
Ayan's mother directly shouted: "Shanxiwu, why are you still covering your head? Just admit defeat!"
Su Jing looked down from the high stone platform and gave her a clear smile. One month of getting along was not long, but they also got to know each other somewhat. Su Jing refused to admit defeat, and A Yan Xiao
Knowing that she couldn't persuade him, her mother returned his smile, raised her chin, closed her eyes, and took a deep breath. Even though they were far apart, she could still smell his sweet scent.
The long eyelashes trembled endlessly, and before the long breath of A Yan's mother was finished, the ring where Su Jing and Sanshou Man were shaking slightly, completely disappeared from everyone's sight, demon consciousness.
The aroma is also cut off.
It's invisible from the outside, but it doesn't change inside. The ringmaster is still there, standing at the edge of the ring waiting for the two to make a move.
Su Jing ignored the challenger and looked at Sanshou Man: "How about a few words?"
Still without hesitation, Sanshou nodded: "Okay."
Su Jing was not afraid of embarrassment and directly begged: "I want you to let me take a move. I'll do it first."
Sanshou Man still said the same word: "Okay!"
Su Jing's eyes flickered a little, and he frowned slightly: "I said something when we first met, do you still remember it?"
"I have another top-notch sword-killing technique. Unless we meet in the ring, you won't be able to see me!" Sanshou said, repeating that sentence word for word, without even changing the person's name.
Su Jing asked: "You know I have the means, why do you still accept my request to 'give up a move'?"
Sanshou Man answered simply: "I have no choice but to kill you, so let you die in peace." After saying that, he paused for a moment, and then suddenly said: "Actually, it's best if you admit defeat!"
The challenger's face was very ugly. The two of them were nagging and refused to take action, which made people impatient. Now they actually discussed admitting defeat and asked for a head covering spell before admitting defeat. Is this considered teasing the officer?
Fortunately, Su Jing shook his head: "No, I have to win." Then he changed the subject and said with a smile: "I lied to you then, not one set, but three sets. I have three sets of killer swordsmanship.
.It’s up to you to choose which set to use later.”
It is not difficult to predict that it will only take an instant for them to take action later. The strength of the two is very different. If Su Jing's "Killing Sword" cannot defeat the three hands, he will be killed by the counterattack of the three hands.
Su Jing only has a chance to activate one of them.
Sanshou shook his head indifferently: "You just have to make the decision yourself."
Su Jing smiled, but his tone was serious: "I invite you to choose, think of it as the last sword debate!" After saying that, he sat on the ring with his legs crossed, and stretched his left palm flat against the three.
He made a 'please sit down' gesture with his hand.
The ringmaster couldn't help but coughed lightly, intending to urge him. Sanshouman didn't even look at him, and sat in front of Su Jing with his clothes folded: "Okay, let me take a look."
Su Jing took out a sword talisman from the Qiankun bag and put it directly into the hands of Sanshou without any scruples.
The latter took the sword talisman and used his true energy to examine it a little, and the next moment his expression suddenly changed!
"This sword talisman was refined by my master's hands. It is a personal treasure and a life-protecting thing for me." Su Jing smiled lightly and explained: "The pure essence of Yanghuo was put into the spell, combined with the sword's sharpness that he had cultivated for thousands of years.
, how powerful is it? I haven't used it yet, and I have always been reluctant to use it. In the past, I was reluctant to use it to kill enemies and take risks. Today, even if I use it to defeat you, I won't be happy with my friends."
The word 'friend' seemed to make Sanshou slightly stunned. Then he slowly exhaled and asked: "Who is your master?" There was still horror in his tone.
Su Jing shook his head: "I can't say, but there is another thing that is very interesting. My master has practiced swords all his life and is unrivaled in the world, but his sword is very weird, it is a bowl."
Sanshou's eyes widened slightly. He is a real sword fanatic. He can't help but be tempted when he hears the interesting sword: "Wan? How do you make a sword from a bowl? Does it rely on buckles?"
Su Jing raised his chin slightly, closed his eyes and sang: "All things are black, forged in the flames of war. The brilliance comes from the east, and the fierceness gathers from the west. There is a secret sword refining method in our door, called 'Sword Sha Tian Wu', which can refine all things into
The sword you have seen before, my instantaneous sword bone Golden Crow, was made according to this method, but unfortunately the heat is still far from good."
Sanshou's pupils were a little bigger, and when he was about to ask more questions, Su Jing sighed lightly: "Let's not talk about this anymore, let's talk about my second set of killing swords." As he said that, he raised his hands and pinned them on his chest.
The yellow flower on the flower was picked off, and the delicate petals rolled and relaxed, turning into a beautiful butterfly, flying gracefully to Sanshou Man according to the master's wishes, and landed lightly on his hand.
Su Jing continued to explain: "It gathers like a flower and blooms like a butterfly. This yellow flower sword butterfly comes from a generous gift from an expert."
Before he could finish speaking, Sanshou shook his head and interrupted: "This butterfly has hidden weird magic power. It is indeed a great treasure, but it comes from magic and has nothing to do with the sword!"
Su Jing responded: "You don't understand this. Zen thoughts, sword of wisdom, and a butterfly are swords and butterflies. They can never be wrong!"
Sanshou still shook his head: "If it's a sword, it's a sword, if it's not, it's not. I'm not as knowledgeable about swordsmanship as you are, but I can still tell what a sword is. It's true that this butterfly has evil power, but it doesn't have half of the sword's intention. There is no sword.
Yi's sword can only be regarded as a piece of iron, let alone a butterfly."
Su Jing laughed: "Its sword intention does not exist in the body, nor in heaven and earth, nor even in this life. It is hidden in the past and past lives! The past and present are the universe, and the four directions are the universe. This butterfly
The word "Zhou" is missing! Hehe, it's getting further and further away. Let's not mention it anymore. Let's take a look at my third set of killer moves: The Sword in the Stone." There was a hint of helplessness in the smile.
Still sighing slightly, leaving Die'er in Sanshou Man's hand, Su Jing took out another stone from the brocade bag.
Just now, we had an incomprehensible conversation about something caused by the sword talisman. This time, Jiandie changed the topic in the middle of the conversation. Sanshouman was so tickled that he really didn't want to let it go, so he waved his hand and said: "First take the sword.
Die, make it clear, the third sword will come later!"
Six hours passed, it was already dusk, and most of the five hundred arenas had winners and losers. Fan Qiao also won the first round, and stood in front of Su Jing and Sanshou's arena with Lie Lieer and Ayan.
They were fighting with their heads covered, and the inner scenes could not be seen, but the expressions of the three people became more and more surprised. Lie Lieer looked like he was laughing and crying: "Is this taking too long? Is Shanxiwu that difficult to deal with?"
Fan raised his eyebrows and unlocked the door. Ayan's mother pouted and said nothing. The confusion in her heart was already written on her pretty face.
Finally, when the lanterns first came on, the demonic energy was shaken, and the big lei that had disappeared reappeared in everyone's sight. To Ayan's mother's surprise, 'Alang' was actually still alive, Sanshou was not dead, and the two of them were intact.
Standing on the edge of the ring.
The ringmaster raised his voice and said loudly: "The winner is Shanxi Wu!"
Every time the winner is determined, many bird officials in the field will cheer in unison, and this time is no exception, shouting at the same time: "Congratulations to the hero of Shanxi Crow!"
After the two fell back to the ground at the same time, Ayan's mother walked towards Su Jing with surprise in her eyes: "You are still alive, you are actually winning, how did you win?"
Lie Lie'er faced the three-handed barbarian. The monkey stared with round eyes and smiled: "You will lose? Really lose? How did you lose?"
Ignoring the need to entertain his little mother, the yellow-skinned man approached Sanshouman with a playful smile: "Don't take it to heart, don't take it to your heart. Don't you just want to go to Middle-earth to test the sword? I will take you there in the future, and I will do what I say!"
Lie Lieer and Ayan were even more puzzled when they saw this, and hurriedly asked about the cause of the matter. Sanshou didn't say anything, and Su Jing naturally wouldn't show off first. Sanshou rolled up his sleeves and was about to leave. The fire monkey and the lotus demon were on the left and the other.
His right hand was almost hanging on his arm, and there was a shameless yellow-skinned man hanging behind him who said, "Don't take it personally."
The third-hand man was really entangled, so he stopped and said in a dry tone: "The yellow-skinned man is cheating! Tian Linghuang! Go and ask him!"
Tianlinghuang is the name of Nanhuang, which refers specifically to soul-catching spells such as illusion and confusion.
Although his three hands were strong, they could not block the swordsmanship refined by the Eighth Patriarch himself. It was not difficult to kill this barbarian. Su Jing only had to flick the talisman, but Su Jing did not want to kill him.
There is no great evil in Sanshou. It is only because of his love for swords that he went to the Middle Earth to trace the origin of the sword. During this month of getting along, everyone had a great time chatting with each other. Sanshou was cold, ignored good and evil, and was obsessed with swords.
, the mind is considered simple.
He didn't want to kill Sanshou, but Su Jing couldn't retreat and admit defeat. However, his cultivation was still far behind others, so there was only one way:
The purpose of showing the sword talisman of the Eighth Patriarch was to shock Sanshou's mind; when talking about the Eighth Patriarch, the 'sword bowl' aroused Sanshou's thoughts;
The Yellow Flower Sword Butterfly is not a sword at all. Su Jing's nonsense is determined and the truth is specious. Sanshou has been chatting with him for more than a month. Su Jing has always told the truth, which has benefited him a lot. This time Sanshou
I really have no doubt, and I am still thinking hard as before to find out the truth, but regarding the word "zhou", the topic is too big and too mysterious, and the more I think about it, the more confused I become;
Huang-skinned Manzi played out the previous drama to the full, completely disrupting Sanshouman's thoughts, and finally took out the mirage obtained from Lao Ha.
Su Jing practiced this piece of mirage in two ways: one is the "painted skin" technique of hiding; the other is the technique of trapping the enemy in illusion.
It goes without saying what the old toad’s skills are, but Su Jing’s ritual training is not deep enough to bring out the full power of the mirage. Moreover, his third hand is dedicated to the sword and his mind is simple. He wants to directly rely on the mirage illusion to take him down.
It's impossible to do it, you have to have the above pretentiousness
Ayan's mother blinked her eyes and looked at Sanshou Man: "It's been so long in the ring."
Sanshouman said in a hateful tone: "We chatted for a while, and then Tian Linghuang, I kept playing with the sword, and there were so many monsters that I couldn't finish fighting in front of me! The yellow-skinned man sat aside and watched!"
There was a moment of silence, then a sudden burst of laughter, Lie Lie'er jumping on her feet, and A Yan's mother laughing, none of them had the demeanor of a decent monster, let alone San Shou Man's face.
Su Jing was the most kind, and even persuaded the third hand in a low voice: "The challenger had to wait, because he was afraid that you could break through the illusion, so don't take it to heart after delaying for so long." (To be continued.)
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