The successive victories of Lei Linger and Mo Ye gave Sima Yu a lot of encouragement, but also caused great pressure, the strength of the three was comparable, Lei Linger and Mo Ye successfully passed the first round, and the next thing was him. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The game soon came to the thirty-fifth game, and it was Sima Yu's turn to play.

"Sima, I believe you can do it, come on!" Lei Ling'er's big black face was full of encouragement, and he patted Sima Yu's shoulder heavily and said.

"Sima, don't lose the face of the slave family! Otherwise, the slave family will have to 'punish' you well, you know, giggle!" Mo Ye covered his mouth and nose with his hand, and said with a variety of charms.

Hearing the word "punishment", Sima Yu, who was about to step down, almost fell into a fight, obviously, Mo Ye's "punishment" was very "severe".

Gu Chen has never talked much, and he doesn't know how to cheer for his brother, learning from Lei Ling'er's example, he also patted Sima Yu on the shoulder and said: "Only by calming down can you exert all your strength, I believe you will do it, come on!"

Sima Yu took a deep breath, nodded heavily, and then walked into the battle circle.

Sima Yu's personality has always been old and steady, but participating in such a grand event as the Great Competition of the Instrument Sect inevitably made him a little apprehensive in his heart, "I hope I don't meet the consummation of the Spirit Mirror, otherwise I won't be able to pass the first round, and the most important thing is that Mo Xie's 'punishment' ......" Thinking of this, Sima Yu involuntarily shuddered.

Sima Yu was lucky, and he was also standing in the fifth battle circle with a girl, although the girl was not as amazing as Jiu'er, but she was also beautiful, with a beautiful small bow on her back, and she was also in the late stage of the Spirit Mirror.

"Under Sima Yu, please give me advice" Sima Yu hugged his fists and bowed down to greet the girl politely.

The girl was obviously the first time to participate in such a grand event, and she was a little nervous, so she coughed lightly before bowing slightly, which was considered a return gift.

"Game on!"

Since Arrow Cultivation is a long-range attack, the rules of the game are slightly different from those of other melee disciples, and the two sides must be spaced twenty zhang apart, so that Arrow Cultivation can have room to give full play.

When the start of the command was given, Sima Yu stomped on the ground with his right foot, and his body suddenly burst out of ten zhang, fighting against Jian Xiu, the only way to win was to get close, if he couldn't enter the body, he would be consumed alive by her remotely.

The girl obviously knew what Sima Yu was going to do, her embroidered feet touched the ground, and her delicate body slid backwards ten zhang, maintaining the first twenty zhang distance from Sima Yu.

Shout!

Sima Yu wanted to keep up again, but an arrow condensed by spiritual power blocked his way, and the girl held the small bow on her back in her hand at some point and shot an arrow at Sima Yu.

Bite!

With a soft sound, Sima Yu took out his sword, and with one sword, the arrow condensed by the girl's spiritual power was shattered, turning into a point of light and dissipating in the air.

Whoa!

Two more spirit arrows shot at Sima Yu one after the other, but Sima Yu unhurriedly slashed out two swords to defuse the girl's attack, and at the same time, Sima Yu's footsteps did not stop, and rushed towards the girl quickly.

Woohoo......

The mid-air was full of the sound of arrows flying, but Sima Yu fought steadily, saw the move, and resisted all the girl's attacks, and at the same time rushed towards the girl quickly. Although the girl was also retreating quickly, how could the retreat be as fast as the forward rush, and the distance between them was getting closer and closer.

Seeing that Sima Yu was getting closer and closer to her, the girl did not panic, and when Sima Yu was only ten zhang away from her, the girl used her martial arts.

"Innuendo!" the girl snorted, and the right hand pulling the bowstring began to move rapidly and slightly, and in an instant, eight arrows shot out of her bow almost without distinction between front and back, and when they flew halfway, they suddenly dispersed and shot towards Sima Yu's body.

Sima Yu's eyes froze, and he opened his mouth and shouted softly: "The first style of the gentleman's sword, the gentleman is not a weapon!"

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

The sword in Sima Yu's hand danced rapidly in a circle, crushing all the eight arrows in front of him.

Shi Mingze, who was watching the battle, shrank his pupils, Sima Yu's martial arts were the same as his, and looking at its power, this sword already had seven points of fire.

Breaking the girl's insinuation, Sima Yu did not stop, his footsteps stepped out quickly, holding the long sword in his hand and continuing to shout: "The second style of the gentleman's sword, lover Yide!"

This sword is mediocre, but dignified. With Sima Yu's tall and slender body, handsome appearance and the white clothes that fluttered in the wind, the image of a humble gentleman was engraved into the hearts of tens of thousands of spectators, and of course, it was also engraved into the hearts of girls.

The ignorant girl's love is beginning to open, Sima Yu's appearance at the moment is perfectly integrated with the image of the girl's dream lover, or in other words, the hazy image of the dream lover has been concretely embodied, and suddenly became a living person.

The girl was so stupid that she forgot to defend, and when Sima Yu's sword stopped in front of her chest, the girl reacted, blushed, and said in a voice like a mosquito and fly: "Sima Gongzi, you have won!"

Although Sima Yu was serious, he looked at the girl's flushed cheeks at this time, and was a little at a loss, so he hurriedly put away his sword, saluted the girl, and said humbly: "Senior sister has accepted."

The girl smiled at the corner of her mouth, lowered her head and said shyly: "Let Sima Gongzi smile, little girl Ruolan, if you have the opportunity to meet again in the future, Gongzi will call me Lanlan!"

How could Sima Yu have so much careful thinking about a girl, and he couldn't hear the true meaning of this sentence at all, and said politely "honestly": "How dare Sima call Senior Sister by her name? Senior Sister Don't want to torment me!" After speaking, Sima Yu saluted the girl again, and then turned back to the high platform, leaving Ruolan with a lost face.

Sima Yu was immersed in the joy of victory, and suddenly felt the strangeness beside him, looked up, and found that Lei Ling'er's eyes were full of anger, staring directly at himself and Mo Ye.

"What's wrong?" asked Sima Yu a little inexplicably.

"What's the matter? What do you say? I'm curious, why? The three of us are on par in strength, why do I fight so hard, you and Mo Xie won in three or two clicks, others don't know and think that the two of you are much better than me, is this fair? Tell me, is this fair?" Lei Ling'er roared angrily with a big black face.

"Hmph!" Mo Xie snorted coldly with disdain, and mocked Lei Ling'er: "Why do you say, let me ask you, are you as handsome as Sima Yu?"

Lei Ling'er was dumbfounded by this question, and snorted coldly: "What if you don't? The man looks at the spirit, is Sima Yu's little white face as bold as me?"

Lying down was about to be shot, Sima Yu was just about to get angry, Mo Ye interjected, and continued: "Don't be stinky and shameless, Sima Na's heart is called not to do anything and to give in, relying on temperament." As for the slave family, it relies on peerless appearance, and that kid just now was impressed by my incomparably beautiful 'face', these, you rough man, will never understand!"

Lei Ling'er was sneered at, couldn't stand it anymore, and roared: "You are coarse, your whole family is coarse......"

Gu Chen and Jiu'er, who were standing on the side, were speechless for a while, these three living treasures are hopeless.

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