Chapter 48: Winning
The tornado collided with the brute bull in one place, and the sea water was swept into the air by the air generated by the collision, and then sprinkled down as if it were a torrential rain. The stones splashed, and when the movement gradually became smaller, you could see the location of the collision of the island, leaving a large crater of nearly ten feet. The broken ground and the pouring rain seemed to be silently indicting the violence of both sides.
After everything calmed down, the condition of the two people in the field was enough to show who the winner was.
Lu Feiwei's face was calm, and there was no trace of injury on his body except for a little dust on his clothes. The situation of Liu Dao is different, his state is not good, not to mention the scars, the whole person is very reluctant to even stand, and he is using a long knife, barely supporting himself from falling.
Lu Feiwei nodded and said, "Your perseverance is remarkable, but your mind is too mixed, if you continue to put your mind in other places, it will affect your martial arts cultivation." The Crazy Knife Martial Arts Hall has merit, but you don't deserve the name of the Crazy Sword. ”
As Lu Feiwei finished speaking, the willow knife seemed to have been defeated by the last line of defense, blood spurted out of his mouth again, and his body fell backwards. When he passed out, Liu Dao thought to himself: "Could it be that I was really wrong?"
Lu Feiwei shook his head, he still needs to be hard to strike iron, and instead of settling with the powerful, it is better to work hard to become stronger. The path of martial arts, once the mind is not pure enough, it will inevitably end in failure. After seeing that Liu Dao was unconscious, Lu Feiwei walked to his side and made a move, and the aura waist card on Liu Dao's waist flew into Lu Feiwei's hand, and Lu Feiwei took out his token and touched it. Suddenly, the number on Lu Feiwei's token became two. And the token of the Lancet became zero. Lu Feiwei felt that after the token of the willow knife was in his hand, he could easily damage it with a pinch of his hand. And his own token is still extremely hard.
"I see, although the defeat will only deduct half of the chance, but the winner can dispose of the loser's token at will, and after it is damaged, it is really eliminated. "Lu Feiwei has an unexpected discovery. His eyes flashed, "In this way, the Nine Emperor Princes can choose not to damage the tokens of his subordinates to advance all the way, and at the same time, his subordinates will also be protected by the Nine Emperor Princes, and they will not dare to easily damage the tokens of his subordinates." ”
Lu Feiwei smiled, "Nine Emperor Princes, the background is very large, but among the people who can be frightened by your background, I am not included." Lu Feiwei was already unhappy with the Nine Emperor Princes, and after finding such an opportunity, Lu Feiwei had a bad plan in his heart.
Glancing at the unconscious willow knife, Lu Feiwei hesitated, but still lifted him up and walked towards the teleportation entrance of the island. Went out with him. The place slowly fades away, returning to nothingness.
Lu Feiwei walked out of the whirlpool, and the spiritual curtain that belonged to them dissipated, and the people who paid attention to Lu Feiwei in the field couldn't help but exclaim: "These two people are really good, and the spiritual level cultivation can fight with such momentum." ”
"This is called Lu Feiwei, but there are a few brushes, no wonder he doesn't take the little overlord of the Royal Beast Sect in his eyes at all. ”
"How many games do you think they'll face each other on? ”
"Not only these two people, you look at the other four major sect disciples, they also have their own merits. The Tang Sword of Shushan, the sword was not unsheathed, and he defeated the opponent with just his sword qi, and Yang Yue of the Qi Sect was even more extraordinary, and he seriously injured the young man who was fighting with him with a wave of his hand with the qi of the fire spirit. Hundred Grass Valley, uh, what's the matter with this little girl? Her opponent is much weaker than her, isn't it? Why just defend and not attack?"
"I heard that the people of Baicao Valley are good at using poison, could it be that they have any backhand?"
"Sure enough, Brother Tai is very knowledgeable, the man who fought against the disciples of Baicao Valley stopped, he admitted defeat! ”
"Hehe, where is it?
The man who fought against Mu Shiyi smiled bitterly, if he could hear the self-righteous commentary in the audience, he would definitely roar angrily: "Where is the poisoning! It clearly drained my spiritual power! This fight is too embarrassing!"
Mu Shiyi was holding a pale yellow flower in her hand, she was not good at fighting, but it didn't mean that she didn't have the power to protect herself, while dodging and resisting the attack. On the one hand, the spiritual power silk thread was separated, and the spiritual power in the opponent's body was continuously extracted, although the young man found that the spiritual power was extracted, he was helpless, and he couldn't get rid of the seemingly slender spiritual power line. In the end, I had to admit defeat.
It was too evil, and the man could only admit that he was unlucky and walked out of the aura whirlpool. Mu Shiyi wrinkled her nose, her eyes full of aura with a proud smile, she actually waved at the light curtain, and her cute appearance made the audience smile, she was really an innocent little girl.
On the Baicao Valley viewing seat, Mu Xiling shook his head helplessly, breathed a sigh of relief, and had a smile on the corner of his mouth: "This little girl won easily." ”
Lu Feiwei was looking for the traces of the Nine Emperor Princes in the field, and someone wanted to challenge him, but when he saw the scarred willow knife in his hand, he shuddered. It seems that this person is not easy to mess with, so he gave up, and for a while, Lu Feiwei was idle.
Lu Feiwei looked left and right, and finally found the light curtain that belonged to the Nine Emperor Princes, and it seemed that the Nine Emperor Princes had also won, but it was unknown how much water there was.
Liu Dao was afraid that he would not be able to participate in the next game, and Lu Fei threw him aside at will, so a soldier quickly carried him out of the field and was treated by the imperial doctor. Once the Imperial Doctor comes to heal him, it means that the game is abandoned. The imperial doctor took the token belonging to the willow knife, and the spiritual power in his hand flashed, and he began to treat the willow knife. The people in the audience who watched this scene sighed again and again, and the strength of the willow knife can be said to be at the upper level among the participants. I didn't expect to encounter such a hard stubble in the first round and lose directly.
Lu Feiwei also found his target at this time, and saw Wu Chengji and another person walking out of the whirlpool, and the token in his hand slapped at them, and the person was caught off guard, and the token collided with the token. Lu Feiwei's voice sounded: "Lu Feiwei, disciple of the Instrument Sect, please give advice." Without waiting for the man to answer, he dragged the man who had just come out into the whirlpool of spiritual power.
Seeing this, the civil officials on the stage hesitated for a moment and looked at Wu Mo. Old God Wu Mo was eating melons and fruits, waved his hand and said, "It's okay, if you can force the other party to fight, it's not your own strength." But this kid is off to a good start, and now many people will pick someone who has just finished the battle to fight. ”
The civil servant nodded, and said no more. Everyone in the audience was shocked, can they still do this? Then they have to choose their hands well, and pick up some cheap ones if they can. Nor did the crowd choose their opponents among those who were still there. Instead, they looked at the groups of people fighting in the light curtain with burning eyes.
The Nine Emperor Princes, Wu Chengji's face was gloomy, and although Wu Mo's words were not loud, everyone in the martial arts arena could hear them. It's not good for Lu Feiwei's behavior.
"Lu Feiwei, you have angered me. Wu Chengji's voice became cold, obviously he was already very unhappy with Lu Feiwei.
At this time, the young man who had just gone in flew out of the whirlpool, and Lu Feiwei's voice sounded: "Huh, who was calling me just now?"
In and out of the field, I looked at the young man who had just entered and was still in good clothes, and his face was swollen like a pig's head at this time, and the blood and saliva on his whole face were mixed together, so he was not embarrassed. Everyone gasped in their hearts. looked at Lu Feiwei's gaze with a hint of strangeness. Treating others like this in front of so many people at the conference is a big feud.
"Oh, I said His Royal Highness, next time you play a fake match, please choose a person who will resist the beating, this person will fall down in a short time, no. Lu Feiwei stepped out of the whirlpool and clapped his hands, as if he had just thrown out a lump of garbage. Lu Feiwei smiled at Wu Chengji. The smile is clean, and the white teeth are faintly reflected in the sun. It was a stark contrast to the man's miserable appearance.
Everyone gasped again, and looked at each other one after another, now there is a good show.