After a thousand simulations in the virtual battle station, Su Luo could calculate the place where Li Aochen fell from his sword based on his feelings even if he closed his eyes.

At this time, Su Luo sneered at the corner of his mouth, and then the soles of his feet quickly moved.

So, Li Aochen's idea that he could kill Su Luo with one sword was completely disappointed.

She was able to calculate where she fell? How could this be possible? It must be a coincidence!

Li Aochen doesn't believe that Su Luo can read his mind.

At this time, he waved his cold sword and stabbed Su Luo hard again!

Su Luo slipped his foot and avoided this fatal blow accurately and easily.

Li Aochen's eyes were almost straightened!

How is this possible? His Thirteen Swords of God Slaying is his biggest trump card. Su Luo is just a little ninth level. How could she avoid it?

And looking at her position, it was as if the enemy was ahead, and she knew better than herself where the next sword would stab. This was simply too strange.

At this time, Li Aochen was full of random thoughts, and his eyes looked at Su Luo with suspicion.

Su Luo curled the corners of his lips playfully and looked at him with great interest: "What? Have you admitted defeat?"

"Abstaining defeat? Hahahaha!" Li Aochen roared to the sky, then pointed to Su Luo coldly: "How could I admit defeat before I killed you!"

"Then let the horse come over." Su Luo stood calmly and calmly hooked his fingers at him.

"Damn it!" Li Aochen's heart was like thousands of horses running wildly.

He is a tenth-level person, but he was despised by Su Luo's ninth-level person. How could he swallow this?

"Look at the trick!" Li Aochen roared, waved his cold sword and rushed forward.

"Swish swish swish!"

Ten swords slashed past, but Su Luo could easily and accurately avoid it every time!

Li Aochen stared at Su Luo, his eyes as unbelievable as if he was looking at a ghost.

What's going on? Could it be that Su Luo has specially trained her God-killing Thirteen Swords? Otherwise, how could she not even touch the corner of her clothes?

Poor Li Aochen would not know that on the simulation battlefield, Su Luo had fought with him a thousand times, and of which, 999 times, Li Aochen won.

Until this morning's game, Su Luo finally understood the rules of Li Aochen and had the confidence to win.

Li Aochen attacked continuously and used the Thirteen Swords of the God-killing God. Not to mention killing Su Luo, he could not even touch the corner of Su Luo's clothes, which made him anxious.

Everyone in the audience was stunned.

"What's going on? Li Aochen has been chasing him for so long, but he can't even touch Su Luo's fur?"

"Is it Li Aochen who is secretly letting water?"

"This is impossible! I heard that the Li family and Su Luo are in great hatred. It is possible for him to kill Su Luo, but it is absolutely impossible for him to release water secretly!"

"Why... Li Aochen has no legendary strength at all?"

"Are you stupid? His tenth level strength is generally recognized. Do you think those ancestors are blind? Do you want to see that even the tenth level is not visible?"

"Then...then, can Su Luo be more powerful than the ninth level?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was silent.

At the beginning of this game, Su Luo appeared with the eighth level strength. At that time, she was thrown into dirty water by various shady theories. Everyone thought she had no strength and only relied on her master, but now-

How long has it been!

Su Luo actually...even the tenth-level Li Aochen can't do anything to her.
Chapter completed!