Ding Yujia took a breath of cold air and said, "How did Lin Bufeng's bronze knife get into the hands of the little witch?

Wu Fei nodded, and said secretly: "Looking at the competition of the Shinto disciples, it is more exciting than the battle with the Demon Dao cultivator in the cultivation of Jingzhi, in fact, the real battle will not give you time, the little witch is indeed powerful, but her formation takes too long, if Lin Bufeng is a little sharper, then the number of wins and losses may be reversed." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Lin Bufeng fell to the ground, the red light in his eyes slowly faded, his body was not lightly injured, and the flying knives shot from the little witch's flower umbrella made him unable to fight anymore.

Elder Da Tuo was in a cold sweat, the last blow of the two just now, the little witch was injured in the chest first, so anyone could win, if he made a stop to stop it, it was really a problem to judge who would win and who would lose.

The little demon girl Qing looked at Elder Da Tuo who was in a daze, and asked, "Elder, can you decide the winner?" Elder Da Tuo came to his senses and said aloud to the surroundings: "In the last battle this morning, the winner is Tong Qing of the Dongling faction, and the afternoon competition has never started from time to time, please ask the disciples of the competition to participate on time, if you are late, you will be judged to lose!"

Hearing Elder Datuo's sentence, Tong Qing threw away the bronze knife in his hand, took out a recovery pill and took it, and after a while, his face gradually eased.

In the main stand, Lin Zhiyu's face was very ugly, Xiao Zhulin's three disciples who participated in the competition, the most powerful two lost, in the afternoon, Lin Yushuang faced Hu Ling, who was a third-level cultivator, it was even more ferocious, and the Yungang faction and the Dawei Sect rarely lost in the first round of the competition, if that was the case, Xiao Zhulin would be embarrassed this time.

Hu Xiao'an, the head of Dingshan Gate, walked to Lin Zhiyu's side and said with a wry smile: "It seems that the luck of the two of us is not very good." ”

Lin Zhiyu glanced at Hu Xiao'an, didn't say a word, and got up and left silently.

After getting out of the stands, the three of them walked to the rest area of the small bamboo forest.

Elder Lan Ye grabbed Lin Zhiyu and said, "Senior brother, Elder Xi's proposal just now makes a bit of sense, I think it's better to change to Lin Fei in the afternoon competition, anyway, there is no rule that we are not allowed to change, Lin Fei's cultivation is low, and if he loses, he will lose, which means that our Xiaozhulin does not attach importance to this competition, if we still let Lin Yushuang go, I think 100% will lose." ”

Lin Zhiyu shook his head and said: "No, not to mention that Lin Fei's cultivation is lower, Lin Yushuang is a disciple selected through assessment, if Lin Fei replaces him, I can't explain it to Elder Qiao when I go back." ”

Elder Qingdi said: "Elder Qiao, I'll explain there, Lin Fei has an imitation artifact that controls time, and even I planted it in his hands last time, if the other party is defenseless, there should still be a chance." ”

Lin Zhiyu still shook his head and said: "Yushuang, this girl, has a high-grade magic weapon in her hand, it may not be that there is no chance, I still believe that strength is the foundation of victory, speculation and adventure are not our Xiaozhulin style!"

Elder Qingdi sighed and stopped making a sound, Lin Zhiyu glanced at the opposite side of the martial arts arena and said, "Call Xihan, Yuling, and Lin Fei over." Elder Qingdi nodded, and sent a voice to Lin Xihan opposite.

At this time, Lin Xiangshan, Lin Bufeng, and Lin Yushuang were all sitting in a bamboo hut in the rest area, and the faces of the three of them were very heavy, and when they saw the head and the elder appear, they hurriedly came over to salute.

Lin Zhiyu beckoned to Lin Yushuang and asked, "Shuang'er, tell me, if you let the two senior brothers fight the same opponent again, how likely do you think they will win?"

Lin Yushuang gritted his teeth and said, "Fight again, senior brother, they will definitely win!"

Lin Zhiyu shook his head and said: "It seems that you haven't understood the lesson of the two of them failure, you know, if you fight again, they will lose even worse!"

Lin Yushuang was a little unimpressed, and said: "If Senior Brother Xiangshan's Ah Hu can be on it, it is also possible to kill Shangguan Qing within ten moves." ”

Lin Zhiyu snorted and said: "Don't say ten moves, even a hundred moves won't work, those arrows of his, don't say it's him, it's me, it will take a lot of scheming to crack, ten moves, do you think it's acting!"

Lin Xiangshan stood on the side, thought silently for a while, and nodded.

Lin Yushuang said again: "That little witch really doesn't have any strength, she is cheating, in terms of cultivation and strength, the silk array has no effect, as long as Senior Brother Bufeng attacks early, she will definitely be powerless to fight back!"

Lin Zhiyu's face flashed with disappointment, and said: "If this is not a competition, her silk array contains poisonous sand and poisonous gas, and Bu Feng rushes into it so rashly, only to die earlier, such a competition is not a desperate competition, you may win ten times, as long as you lose once, you will lose your life!"

Lin Bufeng nodded and said, "Yes, the disciple's defensive cultivation is too poor, and we must make up for it in the future." ”

At this time, Lin Xihan walked in with Lin Yuling and Wu Fei, Lin Zhiyu glanced at Wu Fei and asked, "Have you all watched the competition just now?"

The three of them nodded together, and Lin Zhiyu asked, "Do you think that in the two battles just now, if you change the time and place, who has a greater probability of winning in the end?"

Lin Xihan and Lin Yuling said in unison: "Senior Brother Bufeng." ”

Lin Zhiyu's face was even more disappointed, and he said, "Why?"

Lin Yuling said: "Everyone has seen that the little witch is seriously injured, and Senior Brother Bufeng is only a little bit close." ”

Lin Zhiyu turned his head to look at Wu Fei, and Wu Fei said in a sneering voice: "This, this disciple thinks that the probability of Senior Brother Bu Feng winning is lower. ”

Lin Bufeng frowned and said unconvinced: "Why do you say that?"

Wu Fei smiled apologetically: "I want to ask Senior Brother Bufeng, how did your bronze knife finally appear in the hands of the little witch?"

Lin Bufeng said: "When I was about to collide with her, I was affected by those spider silks, and my movements were not as fast as hers, and she grabbed the knife and kicked it out. ”

Wu Fei shook his head and said to Lin Zhiyu: "The disciple thinks that the little witch is not really injured, if the victory or defeat is decided in an instant, she will go all out, how can there be any room to snatch Senior Brother Bufeng's knife away?" Tong Qing may be deliberately showing weakness to make the next opponent lose his attention to her, the goal of the little witch is definitely not to stop in the second round!"

Lin Zhiyu, Lan Ye, and Elder Qingdi glanced at each other, and they were slightly shocked in their hearts, the possibility that Wu Fei said was what they thought in their hearts, but they didn't think that Tong Qing had such a scheming.

Lin Bufeng's two eyes glared out, and he shouted: "Impossible, how is this possible, her clothes have been torn by me, and I almost split her several times!"

Wu Fei nodded and said: "The loose flower dress that the little witch is wearing today is already strange, and all she showed was physical skills and that little flower umbrella, I don't think she did her best." ”

Lin Zhiyu held his chin and pondered for a moment, and said: "Lin Fei is right, this is also what I suspect in my heart, everyone was almost deceived by that little witch, I guess the elders on the field didn't see the flaws, it seems that Bu Feng did not lose unjustly." (To be continued.) )