The third day of the Outer Disciple Rookie Competition.

At this time, Yang Xiao stood on the arena and smiled bitterly, because when Jing Xing read "No. 15, No. 197", Yang Xiao was stupid, he was really afraid of something. No. 197 is the masked man who killed Dai Chen yesterday, and Yang Xiao also deliberately wrote down his number.

The white worm limped onto the arena, looking like his left leg was injured.

Somewhere in the audience, a man with a gloomy face whispered, "Didn't you tell you to break all his hands and feet, and why did he come today?"

"Strange! We did break his hands and feet last night, and he had only one breath left, but he didn't kill him, and it looked like he only had a slight leg injury today. The other man who was with him wondered.

"Fuck you, did you fucking hit the wrong person, huh?"

"No, yesterday we tore off the black cloth that covered his face, and his mouth was covered in blood, and his face looked horrible, white on one side and red on the other, and we were all startled, as if we were wearing masks. ”

Yang Xiao was a little puzzled when he saw the white worm limping up. "Yesterday was fine, but today my leg seems to be injured. ”

After seeing the white worm come up, many people in the audience began to shout.

"Number 197, despicable villain!"

"Number 197, you don't deserve to be in the race, get out of here!"

"No. 197, you are not welcome here, please step down!"

"Step down, step down, step down!"

After Yang Xiao heard the voice from the audience, he immediately understood why the masked man was injured in his leg today, and it looked like he should have been injured.

"You're very strong, I watched your game yesterday, even if you hurt your leg today, I won't let you!" Yang Xiao said as he looked at the white worm.

"You're dangerous!" Bai Worm said with a solemn expression as he stared at the sword on Yang Xiao's body.

The game has begun, and the white worm did not rush forward today like yesterday, but stood to observe Yang Xiao.

The sword was unsheathed, and Yang Xiao released the breath of the late stage of his foundation building. "The people below are so annoying, since they are so like to let you go down, I will personally send you down!" Yang Xiao's figure shot out like an arrow from a bow, rushing towards the white worm.

Although Yang Xiao said yesterday that he was not as good as a masked man, he didn't think so in his heart. How could he admit his cultivation in the later stage of foundation building that he was proud of before the fight started.

Yang Xiao rushed to the white worm, the sword in his hand tentatively provoked a sword, the white worm turned sideways, his left hand slashed down towards the right hand of the voice, and at the same time, the right hand grabbed Yang Xiao's neck in a grasping shape.

Yang Xiao was not distracted, grabbed the sword in his hand hard, leaned back, and quickly turned back a few times to widen the distance between him and the white worm.

The white worm took advantage of the victory to pursue, and immediately chased after it with a few arrows, jumping high, and the blue spiritual power was concentrated in his right hand and was claw-like again.

Yang Xiao turned over and lowered his body with his legs in a figure of eight, and the sword held in his right hand clanged, as if there were countless Yang Xiao in this posture at this time, swinging countless knives at lightning speed. Yang Xiao clenched the sword in his hand, waiting for the masked man to chase after him and slash him with one blow.

The white worm had already chased after him at this time, and the moment the white worm entered the range of the sound attack, Yang Xiao made a move. The corners of Yang Xiao's mouth rose, and the sword in his hand swung out at an indisparable speed in front of the white worm. "Slash!" That's right, Yang Xiao comprehended this trick from the mysterious young man in the Treacherous Mountains that day has become more and more profound and proficient.

The white worm didn't sit still for a moment, his claw-like right hand immediately turned to the target, grabbed the sword that Yang Xiao swung from, and punched Yang Xiao in the face with his left hand.

Yang Xiao was directly knocked out, and the sword in his hand also fell.

At this moment, the blood on the white worm's right hand fell drop by drop on the arena, and his eyes looked at Yang Xiao who fell to the ground.

The people in the audience were silent at the moment, and they were all stunned by the brave and wonderful battle of the white worm.

Jing Xing stepped onto the arena at this moment and announced: "Congratulations to No. 197, win, get off the stage and rest to prepare for the next winner's promotion match." ”

Yang Xiao slowly got up from the ground and picked up the sword that had fallen on the ground.

The white worm walked towards the stage, and when he passed Yang Xiao, he turned his head sideways and said, "Your sword is fast."

Yang Xiao also turned to look at the white worm, and touched his red and swollen pig-like face with his right hand, feeling very uncomfortable. I was really killed by someone else's Yue Xiu. Yang Xiao is fighting with the white worm at the last moment, if they both lose each other, it will be Yang Xiao who wins. It's a pity that the white worm didn't give Yang Xiao a chance to fight against him, and won the cross-level battle with his combat experience.

"Your sword is fast!" Did you mean that the speed of swinging the sword was fast or that the sword itself was too sharp? Yang Xiao was a little puzzled, not understanding what the masked man meant by that.

stepped off the stage, Shi Zhanyueying and others surrounded him.

"Let me say, that kid has the ability to fight for Yue Xiu, isn't it, now I'm not the only one who has been defeated by Yue Xiuwei!" Lin Hui was defeated by Yue Xiu for the same thing, and now he has found the same kind, as if to show that it is not that he is weak, but that others are too strong.

Shi Zhan picked Lin Hui's head with his hand and said, "What do you say? Brother Yangxiao loses, don't gloat!"

"No, boss, I don't feel good when I am killed by someone else, really, I am also uncomfortable!" Lin Hui pointed his index finger to his chest and said with a really uncomfortable look.

"Okay, don't feel bad, that kid is very strong, it's okay to lose. Shi Zhan comforted.