"How is this possible... just his huge weapon completely integrated into the scenery..." Qiu Yue murmured.

You should know that Merging and Jing are going to completely integrate their body into the scenery. It is already very difficult to hide yourself completely. And this kid is actually carrying such a big sword. It is really hard to imagine how he did it.

Huang Qingqing, who was standing beside him, narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice: "It's obvious that he is a good seedling who is an assassin, but he chose such a big sword. It's a bit like putting the cart before the horse."

The speeches of the bosses above did not affect the situation in the field below at all. At this time, Chen Xiaofeng's sword was about to slash at Mu Yashu.

Mu Yashu's reaction was also very fast. She had already reacted the moment Chen Xiaofeng disappeared before.

The moment Mu Yashu hit the giant sword, his body fell to the side, and his legs spread out and he hit a horse on the ground, dodging Chen Xiaofeng's sword.

Although the heavy weapon has strong attack power, it is still too bulky after all. Chen Xiaofeng watched the giant sword pass through Mu Yashu's head but could not make corrections in time. Mu Yashu also saw this short period of time and made the most appropriate choice at the moment.

I saw Mu Yashu, who was still lowering his waist, swinged out a spear and hit Chen Xiaofeng's thigh with a blow. However, Chen Xiaofeng was waving a heavy weapon after all, so there was no way to say the bottom of the plate. Mu Yashu's shot did not cause any substantial damage to it, and the other party could even say that it had not moved at all!

Seeing Mu Yashu gradually bent her gun body, she smiled knowingly. She couldn't see the thickness of the other party's foundation, but the original intention of this shot was not to defeat the other party, but... to distance herself from it!

As the gun body bent to a certain extent, Mu Yashu relaxed the force and the powerful impact force directly bounced her out of Chen Xiaofeng.

The off-field was in an uproar. Gu Ying nodded and thought to herself that she was smart. Although Mu Yashu had the ability to fight in close combat, she naturally suffered a lot as a woman as a woman. So taking advantage of the gap between the opponent's attack and the opponent's distance was the right way.

All this was said for a long time, but in the field, Mu Yashu's body retreated with great inertia, while she raised her bone bow and pulled the bow and shot a few arrows at Chen Xiaofeng. Everything seemed to be smooth and flowing without giving the opponent a chance to breathe.

However, Mu Yashu's gap in bounced and shot the arrow was enough for Chen Xiaofeng to withdraw his sword. Chen Xiaofeng, with this giant sword in hand, was equivalent to having a ready-made shield that could withstand most of the attacks from the front, so these arrows were still blocked by his giant sword.

However, at this time Mu Yashu had already taken the lead, and the bone bow and bow strings were constantly being pulled, and the arrows shot towards Chen Xiaofeng like rain, making it difficult for the other party to move forward.

Before, Mu Yashu relaxed his vigilance because he saw the opponent's weapon being bulky and gave Chen Xiaofeng a chance to sprint, but at this time she would not give the other party a chance to breathe. Faced with the arrows that kept coming to harassment, it was difficult for Chen Xiaofeng to integrate his body into the scene with all his heart.

Chen Xiaofeng, who lost his chance to fight, seemed a little embarrassed at this time. He took the sword rain and took two steps back every time he stepped forward, and kept Mu Yashu at a safe level.

In fact, Chen Xiaofeng's strength was not so miserable, but after all, he met a lady who was carrying two attack modes at the same time. As Huang Qingqing said, he was originally a good seedling walking in the dark, but he did not choose the most bulky weapon.

Although he was able to blend in with the scenery, the time he had been integrated into the scenery was greatly shortened because of the burden of weapons. It was precisely because of the bulk of the weapon that if he could not solve the opponent with one blow when it appeared, it would be difficult for him to have a second chance to attack.

The condensation of each arrow on Mu Yashu actually consumes very little spiritual power. She doesn't even lose much power when she puts it on the bowstring with spiritual power, so she has the confidence to consume with the other party.

"Forget...I admit defeat!" Looking at Mu Yashu who was as light as a swallow, Chen Xiaofeng felt helpless despite his aggrievances. He immediately lost interest in this game, so he shouted at Li Sanyuan next to him and chose to give up the game.

Since the other party had surrendered, Mu Yashu also tactfully put down the bone bow and made a playful posture of victory. Yu Guang secretly glanced at Gu Ying's position under the field. When Gu Ying's eyes were also looking here, her pretty face turned slightly red, and she felt a little more happy.

Mu Yashu thought that her behavior of peeking Gu Ying was very subtle, but how could she escape the eyes of the big guys in the stands? Looking at the smiley expressions of others, Huang Qingqing shook her head helplessly, thinking that this child didn't know how to be reserved. It seems that he had to educate himself, the girl who had just fallen in love, when he went back.

Li Sanyuan also came to the court at this time, nodded to the two of them and shouted loudly: "I announce that the winner of this round is... Mu Yashu!"

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Xiaobai followed Gu Ying shortly after he left, but until now, the first round of the game has reached the later stage but Xiaobai has not appeared in the square of the game.

At this time, Xiaobai's big eyes were full of fear, and the scene in front of him made him tremble.

All this starts with Xiaobai chasing Guying an hour ago.

Although Xiaobai didn't know where the competition venue was, as a spirit beast, his intelligence was still quite good. After all, it was a large-scale competition in Qicheng, so he would naturally not be led by the crowd.

But just as it passed by Lingmuzhai, it keenly smelled a faint smell of blood. You should know that the spirit beast's sense of smell is several levels higher than that of ordinary people, so on this street where people come and go and are filled with various smells, only Xiaobai noticed this bloody smell.

Driven by curiosity, Xiaobai moved his nose and walked along the smell of blood, trying to find the source of the smell.

However, as the pace deepened, Xiaobai found that the source of the bloody smell did not come from Lingmuzhai beside him, but turned left and right along the alley to a vermilion gate.

Xiaobai walked around the door for a while. When it came to the door, it clearly felt the strong smell of blood coming from it. It was a little confused and wondered whether it would be better if it could enter. Although it knew there would be danger inside, it could not suppress its restless heart because of curiosity.

"Just take a look... it should be fine?" Xiaobai thought in his mind that as a spirit beast, its instinct told it not to stay here for a long time, but it always wanted to know what was born here.

"Woo!" Xiaobai called out a low voice, pounced on the door as if he was cheering him up, and then gently drilled in.

On this vermilion door, a huge plaque with three big words written: Fengyu School.

Xiaobai's feet, after entering the gate, softened his feet. Looking at the scene of purgatory in front of him, he was shocked and unable to move. His blood-colored body lay quietly in front of him, silently telling their pain.

Just when Xiaobai turned his head and wanted to escape, he hit a ball of purple mist, and grabbed the back of his neck from behind with one hand and lifted it up.

"Oh...Isn't this the spirit beast of the lonely shadow? Speaking of which, your master is really the lucky star of my family. The reason why our Demon Sect can go so smoothly is really thanks to your master." A man with an extremely weird appearance reflected from Xiaobai's panicked eyes, and this person was Xuan Ye.

"Squeak!" Xiaobai's four claws suddenly appeared and fought desperately, but his four claws were really not enough to see with Xuan Ye's strength.

"Hehe, the little guy is not very big, but he is not very angry. It's okay. I will take you there and thank your master. You should calm down for a while before that." Xuan Ye smiled and waved his hand in front of Xiaobai's eyes. Then Xiaobai felt a huge feeling of sleepiness coming, and his rebellious limbs gradually lost their strength, and finally had to fall asleep.

Looking at Xiaobai who was asleep, Xuan Ye murmured with an evil smile: "With the 12th floor of the Three Sects, I am afraid that I will not be able to abandon the fragrant steamed bun left by my Demon Sect in the Northern Region. Then we are not blamed for doing something wrong in the Southern Region."

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"Next, please invite player No. 35 to the court!" Li Sanyuan shouted again. The game in full swing has reached No. 35, which means that the first round of the game is about to end.

Bai Yusheng smiled faintly after hearing the number, shook his wrist and said, "Is it finally here..."

Standing opposite him was also a handsome young man, but this young man should still look a few years older than Bai Yusheng. This young man caused constant noise when he came on stage, but the reason was that this young man had too much reputation in Qicheng.

"Oh, isn't this Lou Ming, the eldest son of the Fushan Sect? He was the earliest of his age at the same time, and it is said that he was accompanied by a strange phenomenon in the world. He is worthy of being the first among his peers." Qiu Yue sighed, but as soon as he finished speaking, he realized that he had said the wrong thing. After all, Lou Ming's opponent today is Bai Yusheng, the eldest son of their eldest son of Qicheng. If Bai Yusheng loses, wouldn't he beating the boss's face?

The leader of the Fushan Sect on the other side laughed and clasped his fists at Bai Qing above and said, "Head Bai, I have offended you so much today, don't take it to your heart!"

"Let's watch the game, but everything is still unknown before it comes out." Bai Qing said lightly, but there was no big emotional fluctuation.

"The Fushan Sect, Lou Ming."

"Bai Mansion, Bai Yusheng."

"The competition...begins!"

With Li Sanyuan's order, Lou Ming pulled out his sword and flashed his head and attacked Bai Yusheng, without any intention of letting go. In his eyes, no matter who the other party was, as long as he went to the battlefield, he would be his own enemy. He naturally had to do his best when facing the enemy!

Facing the opponent who reacted so quickly, Bai Yusheng seemed much more calm. He grabbed his hands and pulled out the long sword with his hands, and wiped the sword finger on the sword body. An extremely terrifying spiritual power suddenly appeared on his sight and slowly attached to the sword.

Then he saw him raise the blade in his hand and chop down at the attacking Lou Ming. A huge sword energy came out of his sword, and the bluestone slabs in front were blown away by this terrifying force.

Looking at this terrifying sword, there was a burst of exclamation from the stands.

"This is...what...sword style?!"

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Chapter completed!