Qing Lin saw a kind of concern from Xiao Wu's sight, and only then did he remember that his actions had attracted the attention of the people around him just now, and it seemed that he was not stable enough about this matter.

Qinglin was annoyed, but he still gave Xiao Wu a smile, but in Xiao Wu's opinion, this smile was completely squeezed out, and he couldn't rest assured after reading it.

However, since Qinglin had already said something, Xiao Wu did not pursue it, withdrew his hand, sat up straight, and continued to look at the battle situation on the field.

Qinglin didn't deliberately look in the direction of Wuzhong, but the bright mark was in his field of vision, and he didn't feel at ease when he looked at that mark, and he was ashamed.

Qinglin had to divert his attention, and his gaze returned to the person in the middle of the field, and he didn't know when the person had stood up from the lying position.

Is it time to start the game, just when Qing Lin was thinking about it, he found that the grid under his feet had doubled compared to just now, and it seemed that he missed his game when he was in a hurry about other things.

Qinglin looked at the competition of the people around him, and found that it was estimated that it would take a while to wait for this person's competition, and the people in the grid next to him were in an inexplicable state of love and war.

When Qing Lin looked at the lattice of the people around him one by one, he found something more inconsistent, so Qing Lin squinted his eyes and zoomed in on the picture.

At this time, there was a grid in Qinglin's field of vision, and the two people in the grid stood opposite each other without any extra movements, not only did they not move, but their eyes never opened.

If you stand so simply, Qinglin won't feel anything, the problem is that the clouds and mist above the two of them are surging, and it looks like a prelude to a thunderstorm. If the two of them can still release their skills without any movements, it means that the two of them are quite powerful people, but the clouds and mist from the two of them did not distinguish the winner from the conflict, but only wrapped in each other, mixed and separated from each other.

Qing Lin thought about it, if the two of them only reached a consensus after releasing the skill and rested together, would this large-scale skill that consumed physical strength be resting or making people more tired.

It is said that it is a large-scale skill, not only because the skills of the two of them completely occupy a large grid, but also because the picture and authenticity of the skills are very delicate. If you look carefully in the clouds, you can see the water droplets floating up and down, and the slender part of the fog has to be discovered by Qinglin using his skills to look carefully.

Unleashing it is such a delicate skill, it can't be as simple as breathing for these people, so Qing Lin feels that this picture that is still and secretly moving is so strange.

Qinglin can't say whether his ideas are correct or not, after all, he hasn't seen many skilled artists along the way, and what he knows so far is what his grandfather told him. It is also possible that in fact, these two people have practiced skills that Qinglin can't understand at all, maybe others can understand it, or maybe everyone sitting next to him can understand what is going on.

When Qinglin was thinking, after a while, he found that the two people who had closed their eyes suddenly opened their eyes at the same time, and the two walked peacefully in each other's direction, stretching out their right hands to shake each other.

After withdrawing his hand, the skills of both of them disappeared into the air, and one of them raised his hand to signal the Qing family that he automatically chose to give up the game, looking at one of the people who was taken away by the Qing family, Qing Lin had a feeling of being in a different world.

Qing Lin looked at these two people inexplicably, obviously there was no confrontation in skills, and the two of them didn't make any moves, how could they just end the game like this, or did he say that he had already gone through a long time before he saw them?

It's really unclear why, in Qinglin's eyes, the two of them didn't make any moves, they just released their skills, and the two closed their eyes to rest. If it's yourself, it's better to maintain your skills all the time than to attack directly, and it looks easier but actually more tiring.

Could it be that the two of them communicate through their heads, Qinglin thought about it for a while, but it is not very scientific, the people who come here are often unanimous, how can they tolerate each other's skills to penetrate into their minds to communicate, unless one of the two people is extraordinary.

This is back to the original place, if there is a big difference in the skill level of two people, the winner should have been divided a long time ago, instead of wasting physical strength and standing in vain all the time. It seems that the most likely scenario is that the two know each other, and the game is just a one-of-a-kind, with the two taking the opportunity to rest with each other, one of them voluntarily leaving the game, and the remaining one continuing to play.

Qinglin felt that he could figure it out but couldn't figure it out, why should he use physically exhausting skills to rest, could it be that the two of them don't need to maintain their skills at all after releasing their skills, and their skills can be maintained by themselves for a short time?

Thinking of this, Qing Lin suddenly recalled the person who was competing with the Red Charm, who was obviously stunned by the Red Charm in the water, but the skills were maintained until the Red Charm surfaced before it began to disappear gradually, and the skills on the Red Charm never disappeared until the Red Charm drove them away.

"Impossible"

When I was very young, I asked my grandfather if he could release the skill and then left it alone, doing other things by himself, and it was very troublesome and troublesome to maintain a skill all the time.

At that time, Qinglin's grandfather told himself very simply, this is impossible, your skills come from blood, and if you want to release them, you need your own thinking brain, according to the different thoughts of your own thinking, the skills are also different. Unless you can pull your blood out of your body and drive it in some other way, you can leave it alone.

Grandpa Qinglin's words now in retrospect, looking at the competition venue, or thinking about the game just now, it is possible that there exists, but why do these people use this way to compete.

And Qinglin's eyes narrowed unconsciously when he thought of this, because this incident didn't just happen once, I'm afraid that these people came to the Qing family together, tried their best to shoot when they met the enemy, and rested and recovered their strength when they met their own people, but didn't the people of the three families also come in groups to participate in the competition.

Qinglin, who was thinking like this, actually realized another thing, it was all up to Bai Tianqi Qinglin to feel that what he was thinking might be reality, and this game seemed to be really much more complicated than he had imagined before.