Forrest Gump Zuo was quietly looking at Xiu Zhe on the field in the VIP room at this time, beside him was a woman with a hot figure, the woman looked about 1.7 meters tall, delicate facial features and pure white hair tied up, and a pair of extremely long ears and somewhat dark skin made people know that she was a dark elf at a glance.

Even more noticeable than her beauty is the shoulder-length black glove on her left arm, and the ring-shaped glowing green device on her wrist and upper arm, which is a very expensive ghost bondage, and wearing a ghost spirit bind proves that she is a Kazan syndrome patient.

"This Ao Shui is also a character, but it's a pity that he met Xiu Zhe too early, if he can't step through this hurdle in his heart, he will stop here in this life, I really didn't expect Kazan's power to be used like this." Forrest Gump retracted his gaze and said lightly.

"This kid is very special, no person with Kazan syndrome can use Kazan's power so much, Kazan of the Sword Soul, this is simply the existence of a complete swordsman." The woman chuckled, and her smile, which was already beautiful, became even more moving.

Forrest Gump nodded his head and said: "Even if I am in front of Xiu Zhe, I can only exert eighty percent of my strength, and the person who signed the contract with the ghosts and gods is so terrifying, to be honest, I don't know whether I am cultivating an angel who can save you or a devil who destroys the world?" ”

"Have you forgotten the oath we made?" The woman's smile retracted, replaced by a coldness.

"Luxi, I won't forget that promise, trust me, I'll find a way to heal your ghost hands." Forrest Gump's flat tone seemed to have something more in it.

The dark elf woman named Luxi smiled and sat back on the comfortable sofa, picked up a cherry, put it in her small mouth, and said, "When this kid graduates, let him travel the continent with us, right?" ”

Forrest Gump glanced at Xiu Zhe, who walked off the competition platform, and said lightly: "That depends on whether he wants it or not." ”

The shock in Xiu Zhe's heart at this time was no less than that of the outside world, he never thought that Kazan would cause such a big weakening to the opponent, and the sword qi that was shattered by his own punch was what percentage of Ao Shui's strength? Twenty percent? I'm afraid it's even less, right?

Ao Shui was not defeated by himself, but by Kazan, and by the fear in his heart, if he didn't have Kazan's blessing, he wouldn't have defeated Ao Shui so easily.

Forrest Gump said that Kazan's power is much more than that, how much surprise will this ghost god bring to himself?

As he walked towards the lounge, Xiu Zhe looked at his ghost hand and fell into deep thought, although he was afraid of this power in his heart, but in order to become stronger, he was willing to dig and explore Kazan's power.

"Brother Xiuzhe, you are too powerful! Unexpectedly, Ao Shui was solved without bloodshed," Tang Yanqian jumped up and down in front of Xiu Zhe, looking at him with a look of adoration, and when the two of them were close to each other, a fragrance ran down Xiu Zhe's nose.

Xiu Zhe's face flushed, and he hurriedly looked away, scratched his cheek lightly, and said embarrassedly: "I may have gone too far, I'm afraid it will be difficult for Ao Shui to survive this blow, right?" ”

"Swordsmanship is cruel in its entirety, if you give up because of a little setback, just give up early." Ning Jiu came to Xiu Zhe's side and said disdainfully, that Ao Shui was not less sneering when Xiu Zhe couldn't cultivate his sword qi, and now with such a result, he can only say that he deserves it.

"Ning Jiu, your next opponent is Du Da, don't let your guard down, don't capsize in the gutter." Xiu Zhe instructed softly.

Ning Jiu bowed slightly, but he didn't take Du Da to heart at all, the opponents he identified with were Xiu Zhe and Liang Yue, and the others were all scum in one move.

The game went on quickly, and Ning Jiu finally stepped onto the much-anticipated competition stage, and the hostess would not be stingy with her words about this kind of favorite to win the championship, and also took out the competition between Ning Jiu and Du Da at the beginning of the school to stimulate the audience and stimulate Du Da.

Listening to the hostess's words fanning the flames just to arouse the audience's interest in the lounge, Xiu Zhe looked at Ning Jiu, who also didn't even pull out his sword, and shook his head with a wry smile, it seems that Ning Jiu also wants to learn from his behavior.

"Ning Jiu, today is my revenge battle!" Du Da put on an extremely handsome posture, holding the hilt of the knife with both hands, on the contrary, Ning Jiu didn't say a word, and stood quietly in place as if he was learning to cultivate Zhe.

"Oh? Ning Jiu didn't even draw his sword? Is this a declaration of war against Xiu Zhe? I won't say any more nonsense, the 81st race starts now! The hostess held the microphone with her left hand, raised her right hand above her head, waved downward, and hurriedly withdrew from the competition platform.

Du shouted angrily and slashed at Ning Jiu's head with a giant sword, knowing that he couldn't fight Ning Jiu with swordsmanship, he wouldn't be as stupid as Ao Shui, so he would let go of his sword qi to give his opponent a chance to pretend to compare, he didn't believe that Ning Jiu wouldn't draw his sword in close hand-to-hand combat.

A disdainful smile appeared on Ning Jiu's face, he jumped up with his arms folded around his chest, his movements were extremely smooth, his left leg was bent, and his right leg kicked the tip of his nose, which was about to touch the giant sword in Du Da's hand. There was a burst of exclamations in the audience, this use of feet to catch the edge of the giant sword is simply an act of looking for death!

Could Ning Jiu be a fool? Without absolute confidence, how could he take such a crazy approach? I saw that Du Da's giant sword was only a few centimeters away from Ning Jiu's right foot, and a sword qi enveloped Ning Jiu's right foot, and then let out a crisp 'dangchang' sound, Du Da was shocked by the shock force of this sword qi and retreated again and again, and his violently trembling hand could no longer hold the giant sword and fell to the ground.

"You are not my opponent, the gap between us is too big, and you are not qualified enough for me to draw my sword." Ning Jiu's clear voice sounded, and his tone was very flat, and there was no joy of victory at all.

This remark completely shattered Du Da's pride, he looked down at his trembling right hand, tears welled up in his eyes, this humiliation and frustration made Du Da apply to the college to withdraw from the school on the spot after the host announced the end of the competition.

Ning Jiu slowly withdrew and returned to the lounge amid the shouts and cheers of the audience, "You are really ruthless, you are all classmates, and Du Da has never provoked you in the past two years, so there is no need to talk so badly, right?" Xiu Zhe joked with a smile.

"You have reached that level, it is a little difficult for me to surpass the truth, I can only use words to make up for this shortcoming~" Ning Jiu shrugged his shoulders and behaved extremely relaxed, the two of them looked at each other and smiled, they didn't put these things in their hearts, they pretended to be forced, and there was nothing wrong with children of this age being arrogant, as long as they had the strength to be crazy.

The next game has always been decent, and the host has been hosted by a more enthusiastic beauty, although the game is not enjoyable, but she has mobilized the atmosphere very well, and the audience has always maintained a high-pitched mood.

When Liang Yue came on the stage, it was almost noon, and the hostess excitedly introduced Liang Yue to the audience and also introduced his opponent, a student of Class E.

Xiu Zhe and Ning Jiu looked intently at Liang Yue on the competition platform in the lounge at this time, although Liang Yue had always maintained a gentle and elegant appearance, not like he could play with swords, but no one dared to underestimate him, because he was a close disciple of the 'Sword God' Sodros.

When the host announced the start, Liang Yue pulled out his sword and used his sword qi to blow the opponent out of the arena, and the action was so fast that even ordinary viewers didn't know what was going on. Liang Yue's face did not fluctuate at all, and she slowly put the Tai Dao into the scabbard and walked down the competition platform.

Crisp, neat, and ended the fight in a second. The corners of Xiu Zhe's mouth rose slightly, and Liang Yue's movements were fast, even faster than the cat demon he had encountered at that time. The ghost hand trembled slightly unconsciously, and Xiu Zhe couldn't tell whether he was excited or the ghost hand was excited.

"! Liang Yue seems to have touched the level of the Sword Soul, and this time it is really not easy to win. Ning Jiu was also full of excitement and waved his fist.

After living with Forrest Gump for three months, Xiu Zhe naturally understood what the level of sword soul represented, it was a level of combination of body and sword, and swordsmanship was far better than those who had not entered the realm of sword soul.

In the next game, Xiu Zhe and Ning Jiu did not choose to watch, but went to eat some snacks with Tang Yanqian, and after 128 games, the duel arena began to be maintained, and dozens of magicians used their magic to restore the competition platform that was a little tattered because of the fight. Taking advantage of this time, the audience also left the venue one after another to have lunch.

An hour later, the tournament began as normal, and the remaining 128 students continued to be randomly drawn by the staff to determine the opponents each would face.

Fortunately, Xiu Zhe did not meet Ning Jiu and Tang Yanqian in the round of 64, and his opponent was a girl named Xia Shenya in Class B.

Xiu Zhe looked at the B camp, Xia Shenya's gaze also happened to meet him, and he showed a friendly smile to her, and Xiu Zhe withdrew his gaze.

"Ahem, you go lightly, that girl is one of my suitors." Ning Jiu said in a low voice.

Pouting his lips, Xiu Zhe rolled his eyes helplessly, what he didn't like the most was fighting with girls, "I'll be lighter, if I can drive her directly to the court, it's best." ”

"Don't say those pretending words, did you just see that? When Xia Shenya heard that she was going to fight you, her face turned white. Ning Jiu admonished.

Xiu Zhe sighed and responded a little perfunctorily, when the draw was over, the first group to play was Ning Jiu, when Ning Jiu walked into the audience's sight, the overwhelming cheers sounded, Ning Jiu let the world see that even if the swordsman does not use a sword, every part of the body is a powerful weapon to control the enemy.

Ning Jiu waved his hand to the audience and greeted the applause that belonged to him with a smile, but his opponent's face was not good-looking, under Ning Jiu's light like the sun and the moon, he seemed to have become a firefly, like a sword boy who accompanied the prince to practice swords.

"Chai Chao!" The young man pulled out the short sword hanging from his waist and said coldly.

"Ning Jiu." Restrained his smile, Ning Jiu still stood in place, did not draw his sword, but reported his name.