"The side of the country of ink has lost the ability to resist, and Qin Sheng won the second game!" the referee swallowed his saliva with difficulty, and then waved his hand and announced the victory of the second game.

In the crowd, there are naturally tsunami shouts and cheers.

"Sister Yun, you said that this Qin Sheng is so strong, is it really all because of the Holy Sword of Compassion? What is the origin of the Holy Sword of Compassion, and why does such a thing exist in heaven and earth?" At this time, in the guest seat, Yun Wei and Xinhui, as Qin Sheng's partners, naturally came to the scene in person to watch Qin Sheng's competition.

Just after Qin Sheng ended the battle with one punch and two kicks, the two of them also fell into a deep shock.

Wu Hao cultivated, and violently beat the strong men of the fifth and sixth layers of the Wu Sect.

This kind of thing only appears in the imagination of the warrior, or in the novels that circulate in this world.

But now that they have finally seen it with their own eyes, the shock in their hearts is naturally indescribable. It can be said that throughout the ancient and modern books, there has never been such an existence as Qin Sheng.

Therefore, the only reason they could think of was that the reason why Qin Sheng was like this was entirely because of the function of the Holy Sword of Compassion.

Yun Wei smiled bitterly, to be honest. The shock in her heart was no less than Xinhui. Although his relationship with Qin Sheng is naturally much closer than Xinhui.

But there were many secrets about Qin Sheng, but she never asked a word.

Of course, the reason for this is naturally that the time she spent with Qin Sheng was too short, and on the other hand, even if she had time and opportunity, she would not dwell on it.

She and Qin Sheng have similar interests, have a clear heart, and burst out of feelings in an instant. This kind of relationship is like love at first sight, although the two people are wholeheartedly involved in it, they have no idea of pursuing each other's past.

Even Yun Yu never thought about whether he could get a name from Qin Sheng.

It's just that even if he doesn't have a name, Yun Ye won't have any complaints, of course, regret is inevitable.

"Sister Yun, Sister Yun?" Yun didn't know that she was thinking out of her mind, and she didn't even react when Xinhui around her called her.

waited for Xinhui to scream a few times, and then suddenly reacted: "What, Xinhui, what did you just say?"

"It's nothing!" Xinhui looked at Yun Wei with some suspicion and said, "Sister Xinhui, I said what you were thinking about just now, could it be that you thought of something about this Holy Sword of Mercy?"

How dare Yun Ye say that she was too fascinated by what she wanted to do with Qin Sheng just now, so she had to say haha: "I really thought of some questions!"

"What's the problem!" this Xinhui was very curious, and after hearing Yun Yu talk about the question she wanted to hear, she immediately turned her attention away.

"Actually, it's nothing!" Yun Wei breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, but pretended to ponder: "We don't care what the origin of the Holy Sword of Mercy is, but no matter how wonderful it is, he is just a sword after all!"

"I know that too!" Xinhui was obviously very dissatisfied with Yun Hao's answer, and couldn't help but pout.

"When will you be able to change your acute problem!" Yun Yu said angrily on Xinhui's forehead, "I mean, no matter how mysterious this Holy Sword of Mercy is, it is just a sword after all. But the strength that Qin Sheng burst out just now was simply what he himself said, and he didn't borrow the Holy Sword of Compassion!"

"I also understand this!" Xinhui nodded: "But I heard that there is a huge space in the Mercy Holy Sword, and many souls are imprisoned in it, do you think it could be that these souls have taught Qin Sheng some powerful exercises!"

"That's even more impossible!" Xinci smiled slightly: "If these souls can teach Qin Sheng some Heavenly Rank Exercises and the like, I believe it." But if Qin Sheng's current skills are all the effects of these souls, then I'm afraid it's not right. If these souls really have such profound exercises, they can make a martial artist violently beat the fifth or sixth layer of the Martial Sect. This person should have been famous in the continent for a long time, how could he become a lonely soul in the Holy Sword of Mercy!"

"That's right!" Xinhui suddenly stomped her foot a little irritably: "Oh, it's annoying, what's going on?" No, I'll have to find a chance to ask him about it!"

"Don't mess around!" Since he had a lover relationship with Qin Sheng, Yun Yu has attached more importance to the relationship between Xinhui and Qin Sheng.

At this time, as soon as he heard that Xinhui was going to "don't know the severity" and ran to ask Qin Sheng about the exercises he practiced, Yun Wei suddenly said with some anxiety: "Exercises are very private, and we are now in a cooperative relationship. But it's not that intimate, you can't do anything wrong!"

But after saying a word, there was a sudden shock in the sea of consciousness. Immediately afterwards, Yun Ye actually had a trance-like feeling, as if he was going to pass out anytime and anywhere.

"Damn!" Yun scolded secretly, she was talking too fast just now, and for a while it was time to forget that she was leaving. In the sea of knowledge, a heart demon curse was planted by Xinci.

This curse is more like something that monitors Yun Hao's every move. As long as Yun Wei said or did it, anything that affected Xinhui's thoughts would be triggered, making Yun Wei appear in a dizzy state for a short moment, and if she insisted on continuing, she would even fall into a coma.

Fortunately, this feeling comes and goes quickly. Yun Hao returned to normal the next moment, and in the face of Xinhui, he couldn't help but have a good feeling that he didn't know what to do for a while.

"Don't worry, promise home!" Xinhui smiled, revealing a playful expression: "I'm not a child anymore, how could I not think about this problem." It's a big deal that I'll knock on the side in the future, just don't force it!"

"Hehe!" Yun Hao laughed dryly, hesitated for a long time, and finally said four words carefully: "Pay attention to the way!"

At the same time, Yun Yu had a whimper in his heart, it seemed that this matter had to be explained to Qin Sheng first. In case her "way" was inappropriate and annoyed Qin Sheng, the consequences would be unimaginable.

If it were someone else, Yun Wei would definitely not be worried. After all, Qin Sheng's combat power is here, and a martial sect of Xinhui's level, Qin Sheng is afraid that he can clean it up with one hand, even if Xinhui wants to use it, he can't do it.

But Xinhui is different, who is Xinhui, that is the disciple of the Heart Demon Hall. The Heart Demon Hall is in the same lineage, and I don't know how much research has been done on the aspect of asking people's hearts for thousands of years.

Take the three martial arts sects in the country of clouds yesterday, it was good for Yun Ye to control them to jump out of the ring at that time, but if Xinhui didn't want to do this, but instead forced them to ask their secrets, they would definitely clean up their old bottoms.

Yun Yu was afraid that this Xinhui would run away without knowing whether he was alive or dead, and he would also use this trick against Qin Sheng!

However, Yun Wei had no way to say these words, so he could only give Qin Sheng a preventive injection in advance, so that Qin Sheng could dissipate his anger first, and if Xinhui offended him, let Qin Sheng be prepared.

Yun Wei and Xinhui have their own thoughts, and there is a small episode in the playing field.

That is, Mo Yu, who was supposed to be the third to fight, directly chose to abstain and surrender, so Qin Sheng had no chance or reason to continue to fight.

Amid the boos of the crowd, Mo Yutie walked out of the ring with a blue face. But he didn't leave right away, because he was still looking forward to the next two games.

In these two games, Qin Sheng also had no way to make a move. When the time comes, it will depend on how the Jiwu Camp ends, I'm afraid that Qin Sheng's calculations will not be able to be calculated in the end, then Zhao Zisong is a killer thing, and he has already known to them in the country of ink!

"In this way, the first match of the Extreme Martial Arts side won 3-0, and then the first player of the second small group of the two sides is invited to play!" the referee continued.

Ma Liang immediately walked out amid the cheers of the crowd, and the three martial artists who appeared opposite him were the three martial artists on the side of the Land of Ink.

Although these three martial artists are said to be martial heroes, each of them is a half-step martial arts sect's cultivation. One of them is even a quasi-martial sect.

And on Ma Liang's side, he is still the only martial artist. The rest are gold-level cultivation, which means that Ma Liang must be like Qin Sheng, and it is possible to win with one to three.

However, Ma Liang was born in the military, and he neither had any heaven-level exercises, nor did he have any cultivation of various treasures of the family. Even if Qin Sheng temporarily got him earth weapon armor and a long knife now, he might not be able to give him the ability to fight one against three.

Because the three martial artists on the opposite side and Ma Liang are all the same, and they all have the same equipment.

"Extreme Martial Arts Camp Ma Liang!" Ma Liang was indeed not afraid at all, took a step forward, and hugged his fists: "Who will stand with me!"

"Don't bluff!" lost the first game, and the two remaining small groups in the Land of Ink also knew the weight of the pressure on them. At this time, hearing Ma Liang's provocation, one of the three martial artists suddenly snorted coldly and jumped out directly.

The person who came was none other than the quasi-martial sect that had cultivated the highest among the three martial artists.

"It's game on!" the first game was so shocking that the referee couldn't help himself. At this time, seeing that the two had already stood up, they simply didn't bother to ask, and directly announced the start of the game!

"Eat me!" As soon as the referee announced, the Quasi-Martial Sect had already launched an attack first. Now that their momentum is declining, it would be a shame if they couldn't get back some ground.

Hearing the referee's order, he immediately chose to attack with a fast fist: "There is no ink on the chest!"

This punch was struck, and suddenly Ma Liang only felt that the aura in front of him was violently condensed, and he actually had a feeling that he was going to be directly imprisoned.

And right in front of him, that quasi-martial sect suddenly turned his fist into a finger and pointed directly at his chest.

This is a real killer move, if Ma Liang is hit by him, it will not be as simple as defeat, but two blood holes will be pierced directly in the chest.