"Tenth?"

On the ring, the lottery ceremony ended quietly, and the remaining sixteen candidates each held the sign in their hands, and their eyes were frequently swept over each other, wanting to see some clues from it and speculate on their next opponent.

In the new round of the new lottery mode, everyone's signing position is not fixed according to the ranking, for example, Chu Qifan at this moment is no longer No. 1, but the No. 10 lottery as he said, No. 1 vs. No. 16, No. 2 vs. No. 15, and so on, which means that his opponent will be the person who draws the No. 7 lot.

"I hope the opponent can give me the whole weak one!"

Chu Qifan muttered to himself in his heart, in fact, he was not afraid of things, he just wanted to be relaxed.

Dehuai Zhenren swept over the sixteen candidates in turn, and said: "Since you have all got your own signatures, then the exam continues, the first candidate, the sixteenth candidate stays, and the rest of the people all evacuate first!"

In a hurry, there were only three figures left in the ring, one of which was naturally Dehuai Zhenren who presided over the exam, and the existence of the remaining two figures made many people on the scene exclaim.

No. 1, Guo Zilai.

No. 16, Li Shuirou.

One is the first person of the younger generation of the Guo family who deserves to take the exam this time, and the other is the second best name in Biyun City after Li Yanling, and it is also the strongest combat power among all the candidates of the Li family.

It's anyone's guess who will win or lose, but it's definitely going to be a sparkling competition.

"I didn't expect to meet Shui Rou Fairy this time, but it really makes me lucky and unlucky!" Guo Zilai looked at Li Shuirou's bewitching figure with a smile, and said in an inexplicable tone.

Li Shuirou's face changed from his usual calmness, but his expression was flat, and he said in a somewhat cold tone: "Since you met me, then I think you will be a little more unlucky!"

"Hehe!" Guo Zilai just said lightly, and didn't continue, I don't know if it's an illusion, he always feels that there is always a kind of hostility towards himself in the eyes of the beautiful woman in front of him.

Judging by his man's seventh sense, the source of this hostility was not due to the ensuing competition, but to other inscrutable reasons.

This can't help but make Guo Zilai feel a little empty-hearted, could it be that he had a holiday with her before?

Jokes, I haven't met each other a few times in total, where will I come for the festival.

No longer thinking nonsense, Guo Zilai pointed directly at the beauty in front of him, and put on a gesture of invitation quite gracefully, saying: "Shui Rou Fairy, make a move!"

Li Shuirou did not pretend to be humble, a delicate slender sword in his hand came out dazzlingly, straight to the point, and stabbed towards Guo Zilai with a sword.

This made Guo Zilai's complexion change in an instant, but he didn't expect the other party to do his best as soon as he came up, which made him dare not be careless, his body retreated slightly and pulled out the distance, and at the same time, the sword on his body was also quietly taken out.

With a twist of his wrist, the long sword in his hand moved like a flying eagle, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at the back end of the long sword in Li Shuirou's hand at the moment when his footsteps moved.

Guo Zilai's sword seems to be unpretentious, but the effect is surprisingly good, in the blink of an eye, Li Shuirou's plain hand holding the sword obviously trembled slightly, and the sword move that was like a butterfly dancing was scattered.

The sword move was broken, and Li Shuirou's pace of progress also stopped abruptly, and he took half a step back.

On the other side, although Guo Zilai dissolved the opponent's sword moves, he also retreated slightly, opening up a safe distance.

The first photo of the two fighting can be described as equal.

Unable to make a move, Li Shuirou did not stop the offensive, her graceful body turned, with her red dress, like the most delicate red rose between the mountains and fields, which made people dizzy.

Bright as a rose, she swiped the long sword in her hand, and a gust of fragrant wind struck, which made Guo Zilai in the ring a little secretly in a trance, just hoping that this moment would be fixed forever, so that the most powerful painter in the world could take the scene into a painting.

This move is one of the stunts mastered by Li Shuirou, called Dark Fragrance, which is a kind of high-level attacking martial arts of the Yellow Order, compared to the destructive power of other offensive martial arts, this dark fragrance is slightly inferior, but in terms of the weirdness of the sword move, the same level of martial arts is also rarely comparable to it.

Guo Zilai's eyes returned to clarity, looking at this sword move that seemed to be full of beauty, he secretly said that it was not good in his heart, and he dodged again and again, avoiding the ferocity of Li Shuirou's swordsmanship.

It's just that he lost his mind after all, although it was short-lived, but he also lost the opportunity, and hurriedly dodged Li Shuirou's several swords one after another, and he also felt very uncomfortable, because he suddenly found that the other party's sword moves were more tricky than one move, and his dodge space was getting smaller and smaller.

Feeling that the edge of himself and the ring was getting closer and closer, Guo Zilai, who had fallen into passivity, changed his expression, and under the surprised jade face of the other party, his steps popped forward, and he didn't intend to avoid a single inch anymore, and slashed towards Li Shuirou with his long sword.

Sure enough, only to hear the sound of a slight sword breaking clothes, a bloody wound on Guo Zilai's left shoulder was added, but at the same time, the sword in his hand was also quietly pulled up from the bottom, pulled through a flowing rainbow, and wiped along the corner of Li Shuirou's skirt.

If Li Shuirou hadn't decisively given up the offensive and retreated, I was afraid that the snow-white thigh covered by her long skirt would also be stained with blood.

With this move, on the surface, Guo Zilai injured his left shoulder, and the disadvantages were clear at a glance, but in fact, he had done the best he could, defusing the opponent's overwhelming offensive at the cost of a small injury, and also gave himself a chance to breathe secretly.

In battle, sometimes it is hard power, sometimes it is momentum, especially when the level of the two sides is about the same, the importance of momentum is even more prominent.

When a warrior is full of momentum, then he will feel that if he has divine help, his attack will be faster than usual, and his attacks will be more powerful.

If the momentum subsides, it will make the warrior unable to do so for a while, and it will be difficult to give full play to his usual strength, and the balance of victory and defeat will tilt in favor of the enemy.

As the saying goes, one blow, then decline, three and exhaustion.

He Guo Zilai doesn't want to let the other party decline and exhaust again, but at least he can't let the other party go on like this.

The strength of the two is equal, they are both cultivators at the peak of the eightfold peak of the Sea Realm, and the result of their moves is always between the two and the middle, and it is difficult to distinguish between victory and defeat for a while, time passes by drop, and the rounds of battle are gradually accumulating.

Although it is between the two of them, it does not mean that the offensive of the two is in vain.

Here, Guo Zilai was panting, his body was covered with large and small blood-red wounds, and his facial features, which were usually handsome, became a little hideous.

Over there, Li Shuirou's state was not much better, she was drenched in sweat, her shoulders trembled slightly, her originally flawless hair became a little scattered, and there were several large and small wounds on her body, and the blood stains were blurred with her red clothes, which made people look unreal.

"Whew-if you continue to fight like this, even if you win, it will affect the next state......"

Guo Zilai stretched out his hand to wipe the beads of sweat on his neck, and the hand holding the sword was slightly raised, although he was tired, his eyes were extremely clear, and he said: "I have a sword, the name is blowing in the wind, if the fairy can take it, what does it matter if this battle is given to you?"

As he spoke, he held his long sword horizontally, pulled his left shoulder back, stepped on the ground, and his body was like a breeze flying.

Over there, a touch of Li Shuirou's pretty face was resolutely blurred, she wiped the long sword with her bare hands, the sword body reflected her face, and the next moment, her body moved, holding the sword and attacking directly.

Her choice was not to sit back and wait to meet the opponent's move, but to choose to attack and defend, and the long sword attacked angrily, like the other party's breeze, her sword move is also famous.

But it's just the word "reflecting water".

Seeing that the other party actually chose to use tricks, Guo Zilai's face was surprised for a moment, as if he didn't expect the other party to be so strong as a daughter.

The consequences of a strong attack are absolutely unbearable for the physical state of the two people at the moment, but the sword move has been made, and Guo Zilai also knows that it is difficult to recover the water, so go forward!

In an instant, the atmosphere became silent, and everyone on the lookers was silent, and their hearts were raised, looking at the two people in the ring intently.

"Phew!"

With a crisp sound of swords, both of them were thrown backwards by the powerful anti-shock force, and looking at the painful posture of the two, it was obviously difficult to fight again.

Everyone's faces showed strange colors, as if they didn't expect this hearty competition to end in a lose-lose ending.

"Despise, this Guo Zilai has no manly demeanor at all, and he doesn't understand the pity at all!" Offstage, Shen Bailan looked at the situation on the stage with an angry face and pouted.

"Hmph, after all, his Guo family's exam results are worse like that this time, Guo Ji and Guo Tianci have been eliminated one after another, how can he not work hard?"

Shen Bailian's tone was full of schadenfreude, but no one noticed that after saying this, there was a faint chill in his eyes when he looked at Guo Zilai.

Perceiving everything that was happening on the stage, a smile appeared on Hua Wuchang's handsome face, and then he muttered with his eyes lightly closed.

"That beauty's will is really a bit surprising!"

As if hearing Hua Wuchang's muttering, Chu Qifan's attention suddenly turned around, and the voice asked, "Uncle Hua, what did you mutter just now?"

"It's nothing, you just keep watching the game!"

During the conversation between the two, Dehuai Zhenren's eyelids twitched in the ring, because in his field of vision, Li Shuirou's body that fell to the ground trembled slightly, and after five or six breaths, she gradually got up, although her movements were very stiff and slow, and it was very funny compared to her beautiful posture, but she slowly stood up from the ground in such a state.

"Why...... Whatever!"

Feeling the other party's movements, Guo Zilai, who fell to the ground, half-squinted his heavy eyes, looked at the blue sky, and weakly spit out three intermittent words, simple three words, as if questioning the other party's strength and persistence.

Li Shuirou's pretty face was pale, her eyes scattered, searching aimlessly in the crowd of people in the audience, for a long time, as if she felt that her physical condition had eased a little, her red lips opened lightly, and she said in a voice that only she could hear.

"Before I met him, how could I be willing to lose?"

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