This chubby young man with an earthy face and dark skin has a round face and is quite happy.

"Courteous."

Hearing that Meng Yi took the initiative to say hello, Zhu Tan hurriedly bowed.

Meng Yi made a "please" gesture, and the two saluted each other, and started a posture.

Meng Yi is still the wooden sword, everyone already knows his wooden sword, and it can be transformed into a powerful repeating crossbow, and Jiang Feng suffered his loss and was defeated.

With the experience of the past, Zhu Tan Zidang will not fall into the trap twice, and he will also take precautions in advance.

Meng Yi is a wooden sword, and Zhu Tan also makes a sword, don't look at him as a fat dun, which is slightly incompatible with the "sword" of Yasong, the gentleman of a hundred blades, but his movement and figure are very good.

With the referee's order: "Begin." ”

The two of them faced each other with swords.

But seeing this moment, the long sword of the altar was upright, and with a sneer, the blade broke through the air, and the sound of the sword entered the ears, so it was not majestic and domineering.

Who said that Fat Dun can't make a good sword, this Zhutan swordsmanship is exquisite, and the blade is straight and stabs, coming towards Meng Yi's chest.

Seeing this, Meng Yi didn't dare to hesitate, he hurriedly took three steps back, adjusted his body slightly, and waited for him to meet the excitement with his sword, at this moment, Zhu Tan's wrist flicked, and the long blade spun out a sword flower in the air.

"Flower burial!!"

I only listened to the words in the mouth of the altar.

After a while, after Zhu Tan's body rushed forward, he used internal force to make the sword flowers in the void more and more dazzling, and then, the sword flowers exploded, and countless sword qi petals flew all over the ground.

With such a dazzling trick, I really can't see that it was a little fat man.

The petals were flying, cutting the air like a blade, and at this moment, Zhu Tan put the blade in front of his face, and those flying sword qi petals seemed to be pulled by some kind of force, inexplicably stuck in the air, as if time stood still.

In an instant, the petals quickly gathered towards the long body of the sword blade, and after the gathering was completed, Zhu Tan waved the sword blade wildly.

Swish! Swish!!

A series of sharp sword qi centered on him, attacking Meng Yi frantically, there were horizontal, vertical, oblique, up and down, and there was a hidden shape of a flower in the sword qi, looking at it from a distance, like a funeral of petals.

"It's such a powerful trick, I can't imagine that the Wu tribe has a master like you." Meng Yi said while hiding.

Zhu Tan swung his sword so fast, as if there were countless phantoms, and the sword qi was also fast.

On the side, Zhu Tan's friend said: "At the beginning, I used this domineering trick, it seems that Zhu Tan wants to fight quickly." ”

"There's no way, the opponent is Meng Yi, if it's late, it will change, and it won't be bad if you're careful." Zhu Yan said.

Now Meng Yi is targeted by many people among the tribes, and as the core of the team, as long as he is defeated, the victory can almost be in his hands.

Although Zhu Tan's tricks are sharp and dazzling, Meng Yi is not easy to mess with.

His eyes turned in all directions, and he understood every movement of the altar, although he was so fast, he still saw clearly, who made Meng Yi a genius.

The kung fu of the tea, the sword move of the altar did not even touch Meng Yi?!

"He didn't even touch Meng Yi all of a sudden? That's impossible. Someone said.

It stands to reason that with such a crazy style of play as Zhu Tan, even if you can't defeat your opponent, it's still okay to hurt your opponent.

Zhu Yan's face was condensed, his hands were clasped around his chest, he thought for a while, and said, "It's useless, the trick of indiscriminate burial has been seen through by him." ”

"Huh? The speed of the altar is so fast, don't say that it is not easy to keep up, let alone see through, how did he do it? ”

"Because he's a genius."

Zhu Yan said that apart from this result, he really couldn't think of any other explanation.

"Brother Zhutan, you're tired of swinging your sword, let you try my tricks." Meng Yi said.

Since he didn't have internal strength, he couldn't use his sword qi like him, but Rao was like this, but it was okay, I saw Meng Yi's long arm bent and raised to his chest, and his right hand resounded and held the hilt of the sword.

"This action is ......"

Zhu Yan stood up suddenly, and in the battle with Jiang Feng, he seemed to use this move.

"Hundred Steps Flying Sword!"

Zhu Yan and Meng Yi said in unison on the stage.

At the moment when Meng Yi's palm was released and the wooden sword was taken off and did not wait for it to fall, Meng Yi violently slapped the end of the hilt of the sword.

Sou!!

The long sword broke through the air, there were no bells and whistles, and there was no dazzling sword flower, only a black shadow in the air, which was so fast that it could not be caught by the naked eye.

"So fast! But if you want to beat me, don't think about it!! ”

Zhu Tan said a word, and immediately returned to the sword, wanting to block his hundred-step flying sword.

However......

Just when the flying sword was about to hit the altar, Meng Yi suddenly flashed to him, suddenly grabbed the hilt of the sword, and the flying sword stopped abruptly, and suddenly, Meng Yi's wrist flicked.

The wooden sword shifted with the force.

"What? Changing tactics halfway? ”

Zhu Tan exclaimed, he thought that he expected Meng Yi to use a hundred-step flying sword, and finally spared behind him, jumped into the air and kicked himself out of the field, Jiang Feng was so defeated.

Meng Yi slowed down and said softly, "Do you think I will use the same trick twice?" Brother Zhutan, you are still too young. ”

A hundred steps of flying swords, rushing straight forward, Zhu Tan was already ready to defend, but he suddenly changed his moves, and at this moment, Zhu Tan had no time to lift the defensive state.

Because the distance between the two is there, but the moment of blinking.

At this moment, Meng Yi used the power of the flying wooden sword to hold the hilt of the sword and spare a big Zhou Tian beside the altar.

Stepping on the void, walking gossip, yin and yang changes, virtual and real are unpredictable.

Meng Yi walked Lingbo, stepping on the gossip four elephants, his footwork was unpredictable, so that the altar could not find his trace, and before he could turn back, Meng Yi was in front of him.

At this moment, Zhutan felt an awe-inspiring chill from the center of the eyebrows all over the body, and it turned out that Meng Yi pointed at the center of the eyebrows of the Zhutan with a wooden sword.

This is a wooden sword, which is not enough to be fatal, if it is a real blade, I am afraid that the skull has been pierced.

Zhu Tan was shocked, and the blade of the sword in his hand immediately fell to the ground, making a loud sound.

"Brother Zhutan, I have conceded!!"

The victory and defeat have been decided, Meng Yi immediately smiled, and immediately put away his sword to express his respect for his opponent.

From the two of them to the ring, to the winner and loser, but with a cup of tea, Zhu Tan thought that he would lose, but he didn't expect to lose so neatly.

"I lost."

Zhu Tan is also not angry, victory and defeat are a common thing in soldiers, and he did not indulge too deeply in the obsession of victory and defeat.

Meng Yi stood with his sword in his hand and said, "The swordsmanship you make is so powerful, do you have a name?" ”

"Nameless."

Zhu Tan said.

"Nameless? It's the first time I've heard of swordsmanship without a name, but it's so good, and it's famous. Meng Yi deliberately jokingly said, "Why not call it the nameless swordsmanship, the nameless is famous, and the nameless." ”

Zhu Tan is not good at talking, but when he heard him say this, he felt that he was quite tall, and said: "Okay, it's called the Nameless Sword Technique." ”

When the contest is won or lost, the referee announces: "South Vietnam, win!" ”

……

After the game, Zhu Yan took the initiative to come over and laughed: "Brother Meng Yi, congratulations on the promotion." ”

"You're welcome, there's a chance to learn again." Meng Yi replied.

"Okay, that's a deal."

Zhu Yan also said arrogantly and generously, without any discomfort of losing the game, which is completely different from Jiang Feng.

Not long after, the other side also decided the winner, and not surprisingly, the winner was Minyue.

Between the two tribes of South Vietnam and Minyue, it seems that it is fate, and sooner or later there will be a war.

In the final round, only Minyue and Nanyue remained, because there was no need to draw lots to decide, and the final winner could be determined by the decisive battle between the two tribes, and the winner would win the throne of the year.

With the defeat of the other teams, it is also clear who will be the last to enter the ring.

After the third round, the two teams rested for two hours, and at the same time, the king of Baiyue also ordered the other rings around him to be demolished, leaving only the main ring.

Although it has not yet begun, the main ring is surrounded by people, three inside and three outside.

At this moment, both sides are resting in the lounge, since it is the final battle for royal power, of course the two sides will not believe it, for Minyue, the strength is very strong.

But for the difficulty, except for one, there is really no one else, and Meng Yi has no internal strength, if he really wants to fight Ji Rufeng, I am afraid that the outcome is unpredictable.

Before, it may be possible to bluff others, but when it comes to the real competition, it will not work at all.

There is a good saying, it is the mule that the horse is drawn to take a walk, it is obvious that Meng Yi's horse is not strong enough, especially Hua Qingfeng, if he is there, then Meng Yi will not have so much pressure.

It's a pity that Hua Qingfeng never came.

And in the rest room of Minyue, the people led by Ji Rufeng did not feel too much pressure, but they felt that victory was inevitable.

"Eldest son, the competition is coming soon, whether to decide the order of the competition." The man asked.

Ji Rufeng replied: "I will be the second to play, and the first one to play will be handed over to Ji Chang." ”

The young man named Ji Chang jumped down from the table and said, "Brother, you are our mainstay, why do you want to appear second?" ”

"Two wins in three games, if I don't play second, is there still a chance?"

Ji Rufeng's implication is that he won the first game, and he played the second game, so there was no need for the third game at all.

Ji Chang said: "Understood, you can rest assured, this time we will win in Minyue!" ”

"Very well, if you have this determination, I am relieved."

However, after Ji Rufeng finished speaking, he still took out a black pill from his arms and said, "This thing is given by Tianzun and brought with me in case of emergency." ”

Ji Chang didn't refuse, and took the black pill and put it in his arms.

……

Time flies, and the final decisive battle between the two tribes of Minyue and South Vietnam has also begun, and who is the final winner of the royal power?

"The last battle, South Vietnam vs. Minyue, the game starts, please send players from both sides!!"