The previous hundred arrows had already made Shui Miao form a habit of fighting, and Shen Yanxiao's sudden change disrupted the rhythm of Shui Miao's attack.

Simultaneous attacks.

One side has not entered the position predicted by the other side, and the other side has already locked on the opponent who has not had time to react.

The one hundred and first arrow became the final turning point of the game.

When the lightning-fast arrow directly pierced Shui Miao's shoulder blades, and flew him out of the ring with a fierce and irresistible force, Shen Yanxiao stood unharmed, staring at Shui Miao's flying figure without squinting, still flying past her by the arrow that was one step away from her.

The arrow pierced through the sky, but it brought a deathly silence around the ring.

Habit is a very terrible thing, it grows in the subconscious, it is not controlled by reason and emotion, and in the battle of life and death, it will completely reflect the instinctive actions of any kind of biology.

A hundred arrows respected Shui Miao's habit of attacking, and no one would have thought that this last arrow would completely change the way of attacking.

Shen Yanxiao stood in the ring with a calm face, looking at Shui Miao, who was taken out of the ring by arrows and fell to the ground, there was only one coldness in those green eyes.

The moment Shui Miu left the ring with both feet, he lost the match.

He lost not only one game, but all his pride and self-confidence, dignity and prospects.

The elves of the Qingyuan tribe standing under the ring were the first to come back to their senses, they rushed away from the onlookers, and ran all the way to Shui Miao's side, and the two elves helped Shui Miao up with a nervous face.

On Shui Miao's shoulder, the arrow that pierced his bones was so dazzling, and a brilliant blood-colored flower bloomed on his shoulder.

Until this moment, Shui Miao didn't realize how he lost.

His pale face was full of shock and doubt, and he stared at Shen Yanxiao, who was standing in the ring and looking down at him from above.

That seemingly calm and waveless little face, but with a pair of eyes that make people shiver down the spine.

All of Shui Miao's confidence crumbled in an instant, his lips bloodless and trembling slightly.

"You calculate my ......" Miu finally understood what was going on.

Shen Yanxiao's previous hundred back and forth was just planting the seeds of false hints for him, making him think that he had taken control of the entire battle situation and could end this battle at any time.

However, it was not him who really controlled the entire battle situation, but Shen Yanxiao!

All her previous weaknesses and embarrassments didn't dare to be her acting skills.

She deceived all the onlookers, deceived Shui Miao, and introduced all the elves into the set she had set up.

After all the traps were settled, she was like an experienced hunter, hunting down the beast in the blink of an eye.

Shen Yanxiao used himself as a bait and became the winner who ended everything.

"Becoming a king or defeating a king, Shui Miao don't insult the reputation of your Qingyuan tribe." Shen Yanxiao hooked the corners of his lips, and a brilliant, but cruel smile bloomed on his lips.

In the face of the enemy, victory is the final result she wants, whether she is despicable or shameless, but the only one who has the last laugh is her, and it can only be her!

Shui Miao dug a pit and completely buried his future and dignity.