After the victory, the opposite side flashed white light again, and the wind chimes appeared in front of He Qingzhu again. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

He Qingzhu said with a smile: "Do you still need to continue fighting?" ”

Feng Chizi said unconvinced: "Why don't you continue to fight?" Two wins in three sets, you win me one set is like making me surrender? ”

Shaking his head, He Qingzhu shrugged innocently.

"It's game on."

As soon as the countdown began, He Qingzhu's body disappeared in place in an instant, and his body instantly came to Feng Chizi's body. A dagger chiseled into the other's head.

"Hmph." Feng Chizi was a little unconvinced, He Qingzhu in front of him should not point fingers at her even if his strength was higher than her, everyone was 128, and no one was more noble than anyone. If it weren't for my own good tutoring, I would have squirted back a long time ago if I dared to say that my internal skills were poor.

The sword light flashed, and the 'Deadly Three Immortal Sword' poured out again, and He Qingzhu dodged left and right in the sword light, finding the right time to imprint the head of the wind chime with one palm.

When the wind chimes saw it, they hurriedly withdrew the sword and put it in front of him.

He Qingzhu's palm hit the sword body, and the huge force made the tough sword body bend an arc.

Feng Chizi only felt a strong internal force surging from the sword, and she couldn't resist at all, so the two of them hurriedly took three steps back before unloading the power. But He Qingzhu's internal force was still raging in her body.

She suddenly felt a sense of weakness in her body again, very similar to the last time she was knocked away by He Qingzhu's palm. Hurriedly looking at his state, he found that he was actually poisoned.

"What's going on?" The wind chimes are a little confused, the other party can poison himself with one palm, what kind of palm is this. But she didn't have a chance to figure out this matter, because He Qingzhu took advantage of her weakness and made up for it.

This palm hit her head directly, and a powerful internal force surged out, and the wind chimes in front of Jiuyang were killed in an instant.

For opponents who are weaker than him in both software and hardware, He Qingzhu can easily take down the opponent as long as he understands the general situation of the opponent. And the internal strength of the wind chimes is worse than his own, not to mention the moves, his skills have been practiced for four years, if he can't even compare to a person who has only been in the game for half a year, he will simply die.

[Congratulations to player He Qingzhu for winning the first game, gaining 1W experience, 1000 fame, and 1 purple universal mental method fragment.] 】

"What? Is this a great reward? actually gave so many rewards for winning a game, wouldn't it be better to go to the back and make up a sad comeback? ”

He Qingzhu thought a little excitedly, after all, although he had a purple internal strength method, he was still much inferior compared to other people's two books.

And at the end of the day, a player can use four mental methods at the same time, so no one will have too many such mental methods.

After teleporting out of the ring, He Qingzhu was sent to a rest ground in Tianfeng, where all the victorious players were resting at the moment. There were only a few people when He Qingzhu came.

When they saw a new person coming in, they all began to look at him, after all, this was most likely their next opponent.

He Qingzhu also looked at them, but he knew most of the people among them, but he didn't know them very well, and they were limited to nodding acquaintances. It seems that North Lane and Defeat Cry are still fighting, and I don't know if they can come over.

Slowly, there were more people in the venue, and Beixiang, Defeat and Cry and the Emperor were also successfully promoted, what surprised He Qingzhu was that it seemed that there were a lot of girls in the venue, and they actually accounted for nearly half of the people.

And in this half of the people, Tianxiang alone accounts for 2/3, He Qingzhu is a little staggered, although he knows that Tianxiang is relatively strong in the first two sessions of the 'Sword Swing Eight Desolations', but he didn't expect this to be the case.

"Qingzhu, there are 22 Tianxiang, 14 Taibai, 12 Zhenwu, 6 Shenwei, 4 Shendao, 12 beggars, only your five poisons and Tangmen are the only seedlings!"

After walking around the north lane, he said to He Qingzhu, who was a little embarrassed about this. It stands to reason that the five poisons are very strong, but now because it is still the beginning of the game, many of the strong points of the five poisons have not been developed, so there is such a situation.

However, He Qingzhu was also a little sad when he heard it, after all, there is only his own words in the top 64, as long as he reaches the finals, his appeal in the sect must be the strongest. At that time, he will have appeal and strength, and the chief disciple will only have something in his pocket.

The most important thing right now is to win today's and tomorrow's matches and qualify for the finals. In the finals, the double-elimination system was adopted, which was more stable, and He Qingzhu was not too worried about capsizing.

[Ladies and gentlemen, the first round of 128 into 64 has ended, and the 64 players have been decided. In 10 minutes, there will be a 64-32 showdown, so please be prepared. Good luck. 】

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He Qingzhu looked at Tianxiang in front of him a little helplessly, he didn't expect that his two opponents in a row were women, which made him a little embarrassed.

"Are you looking down on me?" Tianxiang girl squinted, with a murderous aura.

"It's nothing, I just think you Tianxiang people are a bit too much." He Qingzhu hurriedly replied.

Tianxiang's face eased at this time, and she said unhappily: "Hmph, if it weren't for Snow Dance Allure meeting Leng Tianyi in the preliminary round, our Tianxiang would definitely be able to win the top three." ”

He Qingzhu was a little speechless, this Tianxiang really dared to say it, and he could actually say such a thing as winning the top three. Even the five poisons of the second sword swing and the eight desolations didn't dare to speak like this, at that time, the top eight had 7 five poisons, but the second place was taken by Tang Men.

This is also the closest time to winning the top three, and there is no other time period when any sect can be so strong.

However, he understood how Snow Dance Allure was eliminated, and he was still a little strange when he heard that Snow Dance Allure did not enter the semi-finals, it turned out that it was because he met Leng Tianyi, another of the three masters of Tianxiang.

He was silent, waiting for the competition to begin, and when Tianxiang on the other side saw that he didn't speak, he didn't say anything more.

At the beginning of the game, He Qingzhu pressed forward and used his greatest strength as soon as he made a move.

The pupils of Miss Tianxiang on the opposite side shrank, and the whole person jumped up, stretched out the umbrella in her hand, and actually kept swaying in the air. Whenever she was about to fall, she used her internal force again, and she flew up again with a 'poof'.

"Huh?" He Qingzhu saw that Miss Tianxiang actually stopped in the air and didn't come down, and looked at her with interest and said, "Little sister, you fly like this, ** I have seen it." ”

"Hmph, I've already worn a layer inside, you can see my legs at most, as long as you admit defeat, I can let you see enough." The young lady's answer was extremely domineering, so that He Qingzhu didn't know how to continue.

"Look at the move." The young lady held an umbrella in one hand and spread it out with the other, spilling some powdery substance, which shone under the reflection of the snow.

He Qingzhu frowned, withdrew the dagger, and struck it out with one palm, and suddenly the palm wind flew towards the falling powder. Blowing up the powder.

Seeing that the young lady was also brainless, her right hand moved again, only to see that the powdery matter that had been blown away gathered together again and flew towards He Qingzhu.

"Huh!" He Qingzhu was a little surprised, because he had really never seen a martial art that could control powder, and he knew that even if the Tang Sect controlled the secret weapon or puppet, it was done through silk threads.

But how can this powder be connected to the silk thread?

He Qingzhu didn't give up, and slapped it again, disrupting the powder. At this time, he noticed that a little yellowish thing had fallen on his nose, and the next second, he felt a little paralyzed and his body stiffened.