Meng Xin thought like this and didn't bother to say anything: "No need, as long as you don't destroy the 'pure' fighting rules of the Spirit Refining Dao, you can use other methods as you like!"

He deliberately emphasized the word "pure", which meant he was warning the referee.

If Xu Xiaoshou really goes out of line again, then according to the rules, this guy should be kicked out early.

Xu Xiaoshou didn't care, not to mention that he was indeed a spiritual refiner and didn't really break the rules.

And even if you are really restricted, you don't need to use sword intent.

I can't resist the guy in front of me.

"I really don't think about it anymore. There are no other restrictions?" He raised his eyebrows.

Meng Xin raised his head proudly.

"No need."

The referee came over at the right time.

He has already asked Fu Xing for instructions. If Xu Xiaoshou engages in a pure sword battle again, then he is qualified to invite this person down.

"So, the game begins!" he announced.

As soon as he finished speaking, Xu Xiaoshou spread his hands.

With a flick of the finger, five compressed fire seeds slipped out from above the fingertips.

Mr. Sang really didn't lie to him. Jinzhao's lineage of alchemy, alchemy, really only serves the purpose of fighting.

At least after this period of training, even if Xu Xiaoshou's "culinary proficiency" has not been deliberately upgraded, his current level of control over flames is already different from before.

The compressed fire was quietly rotating on the fingertips, not only did not interfere with each other at all, but there was not even a trace of violent aura leaking out.

Obviously, the Jingzhao Tianyan is a kind of flame that is extremely domineering, and the compressed fire is the ultimate in domination.

But at this moment, what was circling around Xu Xiaoshou's fingertips, even if he looked at it with his spiritual mind, he could only see a few jelly beans-like existences.

"This is……"

Not many people in the field could tell that something was wrong. Even those who stayed vigil only frowned slightly.

He could feel that Xu Xiaoshou's spiritual skill was anything but ordinary.

But this spiritual thought is too confusing.

It's just like an ordinary "little fireball" and looks completely harmless.

But what made him realize something was wrong was actually Xu Xiaoshou's control over the flames.

Such a masterful and even return-to-basics operation has made people forget the existence of this exquisite operation.

Just like a glass of aged wine, it may seem turbid, but a true master can smell its sweetness from the smell.

But no matter how powerful the master is, he would never think of the techniques used to brew such an aged wine at first glance.

Vigil saw the subtlety in the hidden subtlety.

The other old guys realized something was wrong and just saw the subtlety behind it.

However, those young people under the high platform could not even see the "hidden subtleties".

"That's it?"

Meng Xin was almost amused by the five jelly beans in Xu Xiaoshou's hand.

"Under suspicion, passive value, +1."

The crowd watching below also suddenly woke up.

"This Xu Xiaoshou, could it be that his abilities have been restricted and he can't do anything?"

"From what Meng Xin said, he doesn't seem to know any spiritual skills?"

"That should be the case. News has also come from my family that this Xu Xiaoshou really has the sword intent that he cultivated... This guy has been practicing the 'White Cloud Sword Technique' for two years, but he has only mastered one style!

"

"Can you believe it?"

"It's because of the scenery tonight, you must be on drugs."

"Meng Xin made a profit!"

"..."

"Under suspicion, passive value, +1100."

"Being ridiculed, passive value, +654."

Xu Xiaoshou remained silent. Some of these guys must have grasped the latest information.

But even if it is new, it is not enough.

After all, those who have seen the true combat power of his style should have been turned into fireworks.

When Xu Xiaoshou used the "Five Finger Seed Technique" again, he felt a strange sense of intimacy.

He resisted the urge to nest the fire and turned to look at the referee.

"save him."

The referee was stunned and before he could react, Xu Xiaoshou had disappeared in front of him.

The competition begins!

This time Xu Xiaoshou did not let others attack first.

He activated his "agility" to the extreme, and in the blink of an eye he was suddenly close to him.

Meng Xin was shocked.

He did not expect that Xu Xiaoshou, who seemed so careless, would immediately enter a serious state once the battle started.

This guy is so scary.

Couldn't everything he did before be just an act?

Thinking of this, Meng Xin's face turned a little pale, but his reaction was very sensitive. Almost as soon as he realized that Xu Xiaoshou had disappeared, he turned around suddenly.

Sure enough, Xu Xiaoshou has passed away!

"Tenkenri!"

Meng Xin leaned over and fell. Meng Xin's hand hadn't even touched the hilt of the giant sword behind him, but the sword seemed to have been sharply moved in a circle. Using Meng Xin's spine as a support point, it cut in a circle.

Sweep away.

As soon as you take action, it is an instant innate spiritual skill!

"laugh!"

The air was directly blasted, and the white ring-shaped sword energy cut through the high platform and directly penetrated Xu Xiaoshou's body.

"Fuck."

"died?"

Everyone knew that the sword energy could not hit them, but under such intimidation, they still unconsciously dwarfed them.

When he came back to his senses, he saw the beheaded body of Xu Xiaoshou gradually disintegrating.

But after Meng Xin bent his knees, he stared at this guy's figure again.

"What a speed!"

At this moment, everyone knew that the figure standing behind Meng Xin before was just an afterimage pulled out by Xu Xiaoshou.

At the same time, after witnessing the speed visible to the naked eye.

Only then did everyone have a more profound impression of the scene in the previous battle with Xi Yusheng, in which Xu Xiaoshou remained motionless amid thousands of feathers.

"This guy is so scary."

"His speed is simply beyond our level!"

"Even if you are a grandmaster, that's all."

"But, how come this kind of spiritual skills are completely invisible to the spiritual energy fluctuations when used, as if they are innate...innate skills?"

Meng Xin, who was in the field, also realized that something was wrong. After finishing his first spiritual attack, he turned back and grasped the handle of the sword that had just spun around in a circle.

Holding the sword and slashing down, thunder and lightning suddenly roared in the sky.

"Jing Chi Ting!"

There was a loud bang, and before the sword struck down, the divine thunder above the sky seemed to be guided, and before anyone could react, it had already struck the high platform.

"Bang!"

The rubble exploded and the silver snakes danced wildly.

Everyone was frightened.

"Good guy, Jing Chi Ting... This is the Meng family's signature spiritual skill, right? I heard it is derived from the throne spiritual skill 'Thunder Pond Dragon Dance'. Even at the master level, its power is extremely impressive."
To be continued...