After the last thunder dragon was bombarded by Pu Chong, Qi Mulin also appeared in front of Pu Chong, slashed it with a knife, and blue veins rose on both hands.
Looking at the rusty long sword, Pu Chong was not arrogant. Even if the weapons that could be used by geniuses like Qi Mulin were bad, they would probably be spiritual weapons, and at least medium or high, and they might even be low-level spiritual treasures.
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Faced with the attack of such a weapon, Pu Chong did not dare to be careless and spread his hands to clamp it towards the long knife, wanting to clamp it with his hands and use his mysterious energy on his body surface.
puff!
But Pu Chong's hands did not block the slightest bit of the long knife, and it was like cutting tofu, and a string of blood beads were sprinkled across his hands.
"What kind of weapon is this? Is it really a spiritual treasure?"
The long sword did not give Pu Chong any extra time to consider. Pu Chong quickly turned sideways and quickly avoided it.
The breeze blew, and a strand of hair flew. Pu Chong's hands were bleeding, ignoring the injured, and his eyes were fixed on the rusty long knife in Qi Mulin's hand.
"I can't feel what level of weapon this is. The spiritual treasure has the breath of the spiritual treasure, but I don't feel the breath of the spiritual treasure." Pu Chong couldn't figure it out. If it was a spiritual weapon, it shouldn't be like this.
It is sharp, but it does not have the aura of spiritual treasures.
This is also the only reason why Pu Chong was too careless. Qi Mulin's attack just now was completely capable of avoiding it. Although he was already very alert, he was still deceived by the rust on the long sword.
Above the clouds, Xinshui watched Qi Mulin and Pu Chong with concentration, and the drunkard man seemed much more casual.
"Don't be so serious, the loser must be the little guy Pu Chong." said the drunk man.
"Oh? How do you know that the two of them should be evenly matched!" Xinshui said in a little surprised.
The drunkard man did not answer Xinshui's question, but just glanced at Xinshui with a faint look and then withdrew his gaze. It took a long time before a lazy voice sounded.
"Is there any need to say about this kind of thing? Because he is weak and loses, I will kill him immediately!"
Not caring about a casual sentence made Xinshui's expression change suddenly, and then he became extremely solemn. Xinshui understood that the drunkard man was not joking, but he could not stop this person.
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Bang!
The scimitar in Pu Chong's right hand blocked Qi Mulin's long sword, and suddenly punched out a punch and slammed into Qi Mulin's left fist.
Both of them retreated one after another, feeling the pain coming from their arms. Pu Chong frowned slightly. Looking at Qi Mulin's appearance without any problems, Pu Chong felt a little uneasy in his heart.
"What's going on with Lin Yu? I'm older than him and have been in the seventh level Xuanzhe for longer than him. Why do I get at a disadvantage in competing for strength? He doesn't seem to feel pain.
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Before Pu Chong thought of any result, Qi Mulin's figure appeared in front of Pu Chong again, waving the long sword in his hand.
Both of them have no mysterious energy to use, and they rely on physical strength to fight. However, Pu Chong was completely at a disadvantage at this time. Not only was the weapon not as good as the other party, but also the strength was not as good as the other party. This made Pu Chong
Very depressed.
In just half a stick of incense, there were many gaps in Pu Chong's scimitar. On the other hand, the long knife in Qi Mulin's hand still looked like rusty. What's more important is that Pu Chong's fists were all covered with
Blood was stained, and Qi Mulin's hands were just a little red.
"Okay, okay, don't hit, don't hit!" Pu Qian shouted in a frustration with a punch with Qi Mulin again.
"What a freak? I'm not bullying people! I'm okay to admit defeat! I'm afraid of being hurt if you're not afraid of pain!" Pu Chong stomped his feet hard, snorted coldly and then turned around and left the ring.
The sudden appearance made Qi Mulin stunned. Why did Pu Chong, who was still very energetic just now, suddenly change his attitude? He immediately looked at his somewhat red palm and Qi Mulin showed a knowing smile.
"This Dragon Transformation Skill is really a good thing. Fortunately, I practiced it two days ago and had such power as soon as I started. If I can achieve great success, then..." Qi Mulin was moved.
During the Zhu Dong family's time, Qi Mulin kept working hard to break through to become a level seven mysterious master, until he finally succeeded, and won the first place on the Six Xuancai List the moment before he became a level seven mysterious master.
After breaking through to become a level seven mysterious master, Qi Mulin also tried to learn the "Dragon Transformation Trick". Unexpectedly, he successfully practiced this conjoined mysterious skill for the first time.
Just now, Lin Yutian took advantage of Pu Chong's attention to two mysterious skills and quietly used the "Dragon Transformation Trick" and finally fought with Pu Chong.
Living up to Qi Mulin's expectations, the physical battle completely suppressed Pu Chong.
Just when Qi Mulin thought it would be a protracted war, Pu Chong took the initiative to admit defeat, which was beyond Qi Mulin's expectations.
Seeing Pu Chong screaming in pain while heading to the rest area, Qi Mulin couldn't help laughing, and then remembered something again, and quickly looked at Jianlong and Zhu Xue.
Seeing that all four of them stopped taking action, Qi Mulin was stunned and immediately felt relieved. It seemed that Wu Fei and ** also knew that they would join the fight after they won Pu Chong. With their own joining, they would be sure to lose the game.
As a result, these two people no longer attacked and showed helpless expressions.
"It's not bad. I originally planned to help you, but I didn't expect you to win first." Knowing that Wu Fei stopped because of Qi Mulin, Zhu Xue raised her head and said arrogantly.
Upon hearing this, Qi Mulin could only chuckle and shake her head.
Since they won the game, Qi Mulin, Jianlong and Zhu Xue have all returned to the rest area to restore their mysterious energy. After all, there are three games left in the future.
When I returned to the rest area, there were only 600 people and only 200 people, and some people were still competing. Except for a few people, the rest seized the time to recover their mysterious energy and bandage their wounds.
What made Qi Mulin feel funny was that after returning to the rest area, Zhu Xue quickly left. When she appeared again, her torn clothes no longer existed.
Taking advantage of this rest time, Qi Mulin looked around. Those who could stand here could become opponents in the next game. Among them, the four men in black won with an almost overwhelming advantage. This little bit from
You can see it on your clothes without any deformation.
Mu Dong's group also won the victory smoothly. Now most of the mercenaries are recovering their mysterious energy, and the two level seven-level mysterious masters who were originally with Tang Feng's group also won the victory.
As for the two brothers Jiang Li, they were very lucky. They met a team of three level seven mysterious masters and one level six mysterious master, and no one else was eliminated.
Looking at the dejected appearance of Jiang Li and his brothers, Qi Mulin had no choice.
Putting aside the thoughts in his heart, Qi Mulin swallowed a pill to restore the mysterious energy, slowly closed his eyes and restored the mysterious energy to adjust the state, preparing for the start of the next game.
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Above the tall buildings, when the Qimulin wins, the senior executives of the Mercenary Hall also retract their attention and do not pay attention to the continued battle.
"Madam Wen, what do you think?" An old man behind Mrs. Wen asked.
Hearing this, Mrs. Wen looked at her face and Chen Ning for a moment before speaking: "Tang Feng has an unrivaled speed among her class. It is not difficult to defeat Xiao An, but Tang Feng did not rely on speed, but used it.
The growth-type mysterious skill defeats the opponent, and no one in the same level can surpass his speed and attack power. Although there is no strong defense, this can be compensated by speed."
Hearing Mrs. Wen's comments on Tang Cang, everyone else couldn't help but nodded. It would not take so much effort to defeat Xiao An with Tang Cang's ability, but Tang Cang did not do that. For the Mercenary Hall
unimportant.
The senior executives of the Mercenary Hall can be sure that there are very few people in the same level who want to defeat Tang Meng.
"Although Zhu Xue's mysterious skills level is not high, this little girl is good at grasping time and has a good grasp of mysterious skills. Otherwise, she would not have delayed Wu Fei for so long. As for Jianlong, she did not do her best.
"Mrs. Wen commented on Zhu Xue and Jianlong again, but she only said "I didn't do my best" to Jianlong.
"That Lin Yucai is good at using his mysterious skills, and the last one is not easy to refine his mysterious skills." He also commented on Mrs. Lin Wen of Qimu, but there seemed to be no praise.
In the end, Mrs. Wen did not mention Xiao An and the other two. Whether it was intentional or unintentional, she did not comment on anyone else.