Immediately grasped the bowstring in his hand, gritted his teeth lightly, opened his right hand slightly, pulled the bow and arrow hard, looked at Yun Di who was sneering not far away, let go of his hand, and the sharp arrow shot towards him unstoppably.

Yun Di looked at the sharp arrow that was shooting, looked at it coldly, and then shook the flying knife in his hand hard, colliding with the sharp arrow that was shot.

While!

The unstoppable arrow collided with the swift knife, and there was a crisp iron sound, and then the knife was knocked off track, and the sharp arrow continued to move towards Yundi.

With a "poof", the sharp arrow carried Yu Wei through Yundi's hair, slicing a small hug and almost hitting his head.

This sharp arrow frightened him into a cold sweat, and even the onlookers in the audience mistakenly thought that he was hallucinating at that moment.

Seeing that he only took away the hair on the first floor, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief, after all, Yun Di's win or loss is related to the honor of Yun Village, and it is normal for his heart to care.

Yun Di touched the hair on his head with palpitations, looked at Nangong Yunyao coldly, snapped his fingers, clenched the flying knife in his hand, and then threw the two flying knives in his hand towards Nangong Yunyao.

Nangong Yunyao didn't plan to dodge this time, but resisted the flying knife head-on, while his right hand pulled the bowstring, and another sharp arrow shot towards Yun Di.

Although such a result would be a lose-lose situation, Yun Di's damage must be more serious, and the maximum damage of the flying knife he threw with his hand would not exceed that of the martial apprentice's high rank, while the sharp arrow shot by Nangong Yunyao was fired with a bow and arrow, and the attack power of the sharp arrow was even more powerful, and the attack power of the sharp arrow was already the damage of the peak of the martial apprentice.

Poof!

Two voices rang out one after another.

I saw that the two people who were playing on the stage were hit at the same time, one of them had two flying knives hanging on his body, and he was shot in the thigh and chest respectively, while the other person's arm was pierced by a sharp arrow shaft, which seemed to be more seriously injured.

The onlookers in the audience looked left and right, as if they had not yet identified which one was in a weak position, and they were also suspicious of the outcome of this game, waiting to see the follow-up.

Nangong Yunyao bit his lip, endured the pain and pulled out the two flying knives, and immediately pulled the bowstring with the injury.

For this kind of competition, every minute counts the result.

As soon as his right hand was released, the sharp arrow "buzzed" and disappeared into the bowstring.

Yun Di watched him pull the bow and arrow, but he was helpless, his right hand was injured, and he could no longer exert his original power, seeing that the sharp arrow was shooting, he quickly dodged to the side, and at the same time, his left hand did not forget to launch the flying knife, and threw it hard, and the flying knife flashed towards Nangong Yunyao.

Regarding the flying knife he thrown, Nangong Yunyao had no intention of dodging this time.

If you dodge, you can only defend passively, which is lower than Yundi's strength, and if you defend passively like this, you will lose the game sooner or later.

Nangong Yunyao aimed at Yun Di with a bow and arrow, while paying attention to the position where the flying knife was finally thrown, as long as his body was not injured by the flying knife to an important position, then he would leave it alone.

The sharp arrows on the strings of the "hum" arrows carried the sound of breaking the wind, and headed towards Yundi, who was getting closer and closer.

Burst!

Nangong Yunyao's chest was hit by a flying knife again, but fortunately, the wound was not deep and it was fine, he pulled the arrow string again and shot towards Yundi.

went on like this, back and forth many times, Nangong Yunyao had more than a dozen wounds on his body, and Na Yundi was even more serious, his hands and thighs were hit, and he had lost much of his attack ability, and he could fall to the ground at any time.

A burly middle-aged man sitting in the audience looked at the two teenagers who were hurting each other on the stage, sighed lightly, and said, "Young people now, they are getting more ruthless, and they don't even care about their own bodies." Then he nodded: "It's good to be ruthless, and it will be better to live than others in the future." ”

"Father, but they are also more dangerous, and they may be killed at any time!" Yun Cheng, who was sitting on the side, nodded and agreed.

The middle-aged man looked at Yun Cheng next to him, seemed to disagree with this, shook his head, and said lightly: "Cheng'er, you have lived in this cloud village since you were a child, and you have never ventured yet, you don't know the dangers of this world, the more experienced you are, the greater the chance of survival."

"Although your cultivation is almost to the level of a spiritual scholar, it's time to hone and hone it!"

Yun Cheng nodded, and then looked at Nangong Yunyao and Yun Di on the stage, who had not yet decided the winner.

Nangong Yunyao gritted his teeth, endured the pain on his body, aimed at Yun Di, who had no attack power but had not yet admitted defeat, and as soon as he put his right hand, the sharp arrow went towards his chest.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man who presided over the competition on the stage shook his head, as if he couldn't stand it anymore.

The figure leaped downward, grabbed the sharp arrow that was shot, and then looked at Nangong Yunyao.

"You've won, do you want to rest? If you don't take a break, move on to the next game. ”

Yu Xiao on the side heard his words, clasped his hands into fists and said, "Admit defeat in the next place." ”

The middle-aged man nodded, and then looked at the crowd of onlookers.

"In this round of competition, Nangong Yunyao won the first place."

Then he looked at Yu Xiao with his eyes again, and paused, "Do you still want to compete with Yundi?" If you are confident in your own strength, you will play the next match in three days. ”

Yu Xiao shook his head and said lightly: "I admit defeat, and it is my limit to be able to win the third place." ”

The middle-aged man was slightly stunned, nodded, and seemed to think so, and then announced: "In this round of the competition, because Yu Xiao admits defeat, Yun Di won the second place, and Yu Xiao won the third place, and this game is over." ”

The onlookers in the audience seemed to be a little unable to react, and they still despised Yu Xiao's admission of defeat, after all, they missed a rare game in vain, but they had no choice but to clap their palms.

Immediately, bursts of applause came from the audience.

When Nangong Yunyao heard the applause, his face was like eating honey, he smiled extremely sweetly, and tried to stand with a slightly shaky body, and when he thought of the reward of the first place, he felt extremely worthwhile.

Offstage.

Sitting next to Yun Cheng, the burly middle-aged man stood up, looked around, his voice carried a little spiritual power, and said magnificently: "Thanks to the strong support of Master Liu Shan and Master Yuchen in this competition, I have the opportunity to let everyone here enjoy the heroic posture of this new generation of young people." ”

"Congratulations to the top three in this competition, as well as those teenagers who have the courage to participate in the competition, the rewards of this competition, the spirit stone is issued by Master Yuchen, and the flying monster rewards are issued by Yuncun, and the top three teenagers can go to the beast taming field in Yuncun to choose." With that, he looked at the three people on the lookout, and then sat down.

The middle-aged man who presided over the competition on the stage also took over: "Thank you for the speech of the head of Yuncun, this competition is over, please leave by yourself." ”

As soon as the words fell, Yuchen and Yu Ling'er in the audience rushed to the front desk.

Yuchen held the swaying Nangong Yunyao with both hands, nodded, and said, "Thanks to you this time, otherwise, I would have lost miserably." ”

looked at the wounds on his body again, and seeing that he didn't hurt the vital point, he nodded to Yu Ling'er and the others and let them relax.

Then he put a purple pill into Nangong Yunyao's mouth, helped him down the front desk, and walked towards the path of the stone building.

And some villagers who hadn't left yet, when they saw the wounds on Nangong Yunyao's body, couldn't help frowning and gasping.

It may seem hard to believe, but the wounds are real.