Wan Huikang was stunned, his 'cousin' was too strong.

Taking the mace, his eyes became solemn, and he did his best.

"Wolves are raging!"

Whirring and whirring, the mace was impermeable to the dance, and as it moved, it seemed that countless maces were devouring Di Wu.

"It's kind of interesting. ”

Di Wu smiled slightly, it seems that every martial artist has some of his own methods, but he doesn't usually use them.

"It's a pity it's still too slow. ”

With a sudden, his feet shook, and with a lightning speed, his palm slashed downward.

When.

Wan Huikang froze in place, his hands were empty, and his mace had fallen to the ground.

The gap is too big.

"Go down and practice a lot later. Di Wu said in a pointing tone.

"Thank you cousin for your mercy. ”

Wan Huikang picked up the mace and got out of the ring with some loss.

They are all of the same level, why is the gap so big.

"I'll come. ”

A figure jumped into the ring, twin knives in his hands.

"Remember, with all your might. ”

Di Wu reminded again.

After a while, the double-knife man made all his big moves, and finally he was snatched the knife.

At this time, Di Wu became interested, these people were not his opponents, but everyone had one or two tricks, and through these confrontations, he found that his horizons were much broader.

This is the benefit of actual combat, killing moves, is the move to kill the enemy, when you encounter a real enemy in the future, maybe there are these similar tricks, then it is much easier to resist or find out the flaw.

"Go down, your knife is a little faster, and you might be able to threaten me. ”

"Thank you, cousin. Look.Mao.Line.Chinese.Text.Net"

"Jane Tengfei, please ask my cousin for advice. "A young man with a stick came to the stage.

"Oh, good, let's get started. Di Wu took out the black stick.

There were more than a dozen people, and he finally took out the weapon, of course, the second weapon, the Polar Ice Silk Glove was always worn, and others couldn't see it.

The reason why he took out his weapon was because this person was one of the three people who commemorated Bi's confession, and this one was really upright.

The next step is to test the strength.

"Cousin, I have eighteen tricks in this stick method, and I have a lot of advice. ”

"Windmill style. ”

After Jian Tengfei finished speaking, the spiritual power was covered with the long stick, and when his hands turned, the long stick whirred, like a rotating windmill.

Whew, the 'windmill' slashed forward and struck Di Wu's chest.

Click!

Di Wu picked up the black stick in his hand, the 'windmill' disappeared, Jian Tengfei's arm shook, and the long stick almost came out of his hand.

"It's flashy, either you're twice as fast or you have more power, otherwise it won't hurt much. ”

This is Di Wu's evaluation, Jian Tengfei's face changed slightly, but he still listened.

I don't know when it began.,The style of painting seems to have changed a little.,A good competition to recruit relatives.,Suddenly it became a competition and exchange.。

"Split water. ”

"I don't have enough accuracy to hit the point. ”

"Bishan style!"

"If you don't have enough strength, change your weapons or increase your strength. ”

Boom.

Jian Tengfei stood with his stick shut, his clothes soaked with sweat, and he lowered his head and said nothing.

Di Wu is not in a hurry, the other party seems to have fallen into an epiphany now, and the self-created stick method is now found to be flawed, and it is normal to think about it.

A few minutes later, Jane Tengfei clenched her fists.

"Thank you, cousin, I have taken it to heart. ”

"Next. ”

A few hundred meters away from the ring, five young men, three men and two women, passed by, all five of them were holding swords in their hands, dressed in white, and their temperament was extraordinary.

"Senior brother, there's a lot to see. ”

One of the petite young women said excitedly.

"Xiaoling, you playful heart, I don't know when it will be settled. ”

The young man in the middle holding a dark cyan scabbard raised his hand and rubbed the petite woman's hair, with helplessness and doting.

"Ahh ”

The petite woman hugged the young man's arm.

"Senior brother, just take a look, you see, the person wearing the mask seems to be very good and can do it with ease. ”

Well!?

The young man also saw Di Wu in the ring, and he was indeed very relaxed and freehand, as if he was pointing at others.

"A disciple of the Holy Xuan Sect?"

He guessed in his heart that only the disciples of the Great Sect would have this strength in the Third Order.

"Well, let's go and have a look, but we'll have to leave in a quarter of an hour. ”

"Oh, senior brother, hurry up, I haven't seen a martial arts competition. ”

The girl pulled the young man and squeezed into the crowd at once, and the three white-clothed young men behind him smiled bitterly and followed.

"Ah, huh, are you okay?" Xiao Ling's eyes widened, she saw Di Wu's bare hands and then chopping down the blade, but Di Wu was okay, and grabbed the knife.

"Senior brother, what's going on, is that masked man an extreme body refining martial artist, and his hands have become weapons?"

The young man in white at the head of the group had a slight flash in his eyes, "It's possible." ”

"Is it possible? Does that mean there are other possibilities?"

"Well, extreme body refining martial artists, use some parts of the body as weapons to refine, but few are cut out by sharp weapons, and this person may also wear something on his hand that we can't see. ”

"Oh, that's it, that guy is so sinister, no one else knows he's wearing this, bad guy. ”

Xiao Ling looked at Di Wu with some disdain, but who knew that the young man in the lead suddenly scolded:

"Shut up, how many times have I told you, don't judge a person by appearances, and if you can't remember it, go back. ”

"Don't. Seeing that the senior brother's face became serious, Xiao Ling was suddenly startled.

Xiao Ling knew that she was wrong, and she didn't dare anymore. ”

"See more, talk less. ”

"Oh. ”

"Ke Daibiao, please also ask my cousin for more advice. ”

A thin monkey, no, a thin young man came into the ring, holding two sickles, the kind used for mowing grass, and looked at Di Wu with a respectful face.

this

This is the 'standard' that Ji Xiurong likes?

Di Wu didn't know what to say, so he could only bless.

"The third order you just entered?" Di Wu asked.

"Yes, cousin. ”

"Your scythe is just an ordinary sharp weapon, how did you come up with the idea of using this to get into the ring?"

"Cousin, I only have these two scythes that are the best, and for the sake of tolerance, I have to use them. ”

"Give it to you, use all your skills. ”

Di Wu threw away a sword, a third-order one, which was the battle weapon he had captured.

No matter what, Di Wu saw courage, a courage that was different from others, maybe Ke Daibiao and Ji Xiurong really fell in love with each other, otherwise they would have entered the third order and dared to go into battle with two agricultural sickles.

"This"

"Less nonsense, my cousin is watching from above. ”

"Thank you cousin, I'm sorry cousin, I'll beat you. ”

Ke Daibiao was about to cry, he was so moved, his cousin might have known about him and Rong Rong, but for Rong Rong, he had to defeat his cousin.

"Be careful, cousin, I'm coming!"

"Then hurry up!"