Leng Zixi smiled and continued: "Don't steal, don't rob, don't kill, don't worry!" You use this sword to fight the other person. Remember, don't bother with any moves, just keep an eye on the weapon in his hand. Try to intersect with the weapon in his hand and cut off his weapon before he sees that your sword is on guard, and then he naturally does not dare to approach your sword, understand? ”

The young man's confidence suddenly increased, and he took the sword and nodded vigorously.

When I was young, the two competitions between the uncle and the teenager ended in a blink of an eye, and both games were defeated.

So when Leng Zixi stood in the ring, the other party obviously didn't look at her in his eyes: "Boy, go home and get a hoe, be careful and twist your waist for a while, hahaha......"

The corners of Leng Zixi's mouth hooked up a cold smile, and his left hand waved out with a slight luck - the man who spoke covered his face with a scream of pain, and was slapped in the mouth, and a slight bloodshot flowed from his mouth.

"Toast without eating and drinking! See how I teach you! The man was annoyed and angry, and instantly drew his weapon, only to see that he was holding a large knife in his hand, the blade of which was full of combat power, and made a buzzing sound.

Leng Zixi looked at the other person who was blowing his beard and glaring at him, and secretly thought in his heart: If he let them deal with himself wholeheartedly one after another, he might have to consume more energy. It is necessary to tie them together and attack at the same time, so that they will be pinned down by the opponent in the first place, and the attack will also be chaotic, but it will be easier to win.

Thinking of this, Leng Zixi deliberately pulled away a contemptuous smile, stretched out his little finger and hooked it: "You two, go together." The two people on the opposite side obviously felt insulted, and after looking at each other for a while, a call sign came to them.

Leng Zixi didn't dare to underestimate the enemy, and used the seventh layer of the skill of the Mind Sutra taught by his master to deal with it with his concentration, and his body was like a charm shuttling between the two.

Leng Zixi's empty-handed behavior towards the white blade caused the amazement of many people present, and everyone slowly gathered and surrounded the three people who were fighting in a circle.

I saw that the sky was full of sword light, and Leng Zixi turned into a green shadow and wandered in this light.

The inky silk hair was raised by the murderous aura that rose, and a cold face was amazingly beautiful.

When the fight was intense, the people around him began to cheer and shout.

The two big men were quite athletic at first, and they struck Leng Zixi with a knife and a hammer in both directions, all with the momentum of thunder.

The place where the land is flying sand and rocks, unrecognizable, you can imagine what it would be like if it was greeted on Leng Zixi's somewhat thin body.

However, it didn't take long for the two of them to be a little confused by Leng Zixi's fluttering expression, no matter how quickly they attacked her, she always jumped out one step ahead of them.

The two of them couldn't help but be a little anxious, and slowly began to get restless, although the offensive of their subordinates was fierce, they also lost their rules, and gradually revealed flaws.

Leng Zixi saw that the time was ripe, and flashed behind the two of them like a ghost, condensing ten percent of the cultivation in his hand, and slammed into the backs of the two of them with a palm.

The two sturdy men were instantly knocked away by the palm wind and fell under the ring.

There was a burst of exclamation from the audience, and the applause was thunderous after a while.

Leng Zixi straightened her clothes, stood on the stage and smiled handsomely, instantly overwhelming all beings.

No one would have thought that a person with such a petite body would have such a powerful power in her body, which made everyone sigh.

The young man holding the 'Xuanjian' had already stood in the ring, and the long sword in his hand had been unsheathed, emitting a low dragon groan.

And the man standing on the opposite side also drew a long sword and looked at the young man with a sneer: "A mere warrior dares to come here to embarrass himself, he can't help himself!" After speaking, the long sword was approaching the young man like a swimming dragon, and the tip of the sword was sharp and straight to the façade!

The young man was shocked and forced to retreat step by step, until he reached the edge of the ring.

Everyone in the audience let out a sigh......

"Stop fighting! Come down! ”

“…… Do you dare to go on stage with such skills, don't you want to die? ”

"Hey, boy, you're fighting back, shouldn't you be scared to call your mother, haha......"

Leng Zixi frowned, lowered his voice and sent it to the young man's ears with internal force: "His sword!" ”

Only then did the young man react, his hand holding the 'Xuanjian' tightened, and he gritted his teeth to meet it.

Seeing that the light of the opponent's sword was like electricity, the young man forced himself to suppress the fear in his heart, and simply closed his eyes and sent the long sword in his hand towards the opponent's fierce attack, only to hear a crisp sound of "click", the young man opened his eyes, and the sword in the opponent's hand really cut the opponent's sword into several pieces!

The man's confidence was boosted, he touched his head and smiled innocently, and looked at the man who was stunned on the other side: "I'm sorry, I ruined your sword." With that, he used his strength and attacked the man.

Although the man without a weapon to protect himself would not be defeated for a while by relying on his own internal strength, he did not dare to move forward because he wanted to avoid the too sharp edge of the 'Xuanjian', and was finally slashed by the young man from the shoulder, which was deep to the bone.

After winning a game, the young man's confidence doubled, and although the second person in the competition paid special attention to the long sword in his hand, he also became constrained because of this, although his cultivation was not weak, but his momentum was much shorter than that of the young man, and the spiritual oppression was getting stronger and greater, and he was defeated in the hands of the young man.

Leng Zixi pulled away a smile at her teammates who returned triumphantly, and the young man looked at her radiant smiling face, and suddenly blushed.

Because of the unexpected victory of Leng Zixi's group, the twenty places that should have been shortlisted suddenly became fifteen.

The original one-on-one competition system therefore appeared a blank lot, considering the almost terrifying strength of the fifteen people who were shortlisted, this only blank draw naturally became a life-saving talisman - the duel between the master and the master is nothing more than the most internal and spiritual power, and being able to directly enter the third schedule to avoid a round of fighting, can undoubtedly save physical strength and get more chances of winning.

After Murong Moxue took the note with his number from the old man who had just spoken, he glanced at an unknown figure from the corner of his eye and frowned, faintly feeling that something was wrong, and wanted to go out to find out, but his body was just about to move forward, and before he could look at the note in his hand, a rapid drum beat sounded again on the edge of the ring.

The deep and distant voice of the old man in white echoed in his ears: "Please come to the ring to match the players who have already received the sign!" ”

Leng Zixi was helpless, gathered her thoughts, and walked to the ring, but when the old man announced all the players in the group, he still didn't read her name.

How lucky you were to draw a blank lot?! Leng Zixi thought of all the things he had crossed over, and nodded calmly: This is nothing.