Before I knew it, another half hour had passed. There are still staggered figures on the stage, and the sound of swords is sounding.

Offstage, those Guanghua Saint Masters had already shut their mouths.

At first, two swords blocked one sword, and then four swords blocked one sword, it stands to reason that the consumption of holy qi is also doubled or even quadrupled, not to mention the holy law, even the soul saint may not be able to withstand such a consumption of holy qi.

The white fat man should have fallen on the stage a long time ago, and even died of exhaustion, but he was still alive, except for his face was slightly tired, he was no different from before.

On the other hand, Zhou Xian's face became as pale as paper, sweat the size of a bean ran down his cheeks, and his steps became vain and weak, obviously on the verge of exhausting his holy qi.

At this time, Zhou Xian was so depressed in his heart that he just wanted to cry loudly.

Quadruple consumption of holy energy, but it has been able to drag on until now, dragging himself so that he is about to lie down, this dead fat man is still alive and well as if he is fine, where does he get such abundant holy energy?

Okay, it's okay if you have abundant holy energy, but where did you get such a flexible skill, where did you get such a fast sword speed?

In order to fight quickly, Zhou Xian has brought his sword skills to the limit, whether it is the subtlety of the sword or the speed of the shot, it is definitely comparable to the soul saint, but the fat man on the opposite side still copes with it without leaking.

Who said that fat people are slow, and who said that if you eat too much, you will have difficulty moving? Deceive, the stories in fairy tales are deceitful.

The more Zhou Xian thought about it, the more depressed he became, the more sad he became, and the last bit of holy energy left in his body also passed at an astonishing speed.

"Dang!" Blocking the white fat man's sword again, Zhou Xian's whole body finally weakened, and he fell to the sky, and the long sword fell weakly.

Looking at Zhou Xian, who was panting for breath on the stage and rolling his eyes like a dead fish, the audience, whether Guanghua or Xinghua, were all dumbfounded.

In the end, it was not the white fat man who was dragged to death, but Zhou Xian, how is this possible?

"Where did you get so much holy energy?" After a dozen breaths, Zhou Xian regained a little strength and asked with difficulty.

"You really want me to eat so much for nothing?" The white fat man said disapprovingly, and at the same time took out a piece of jerky, stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it.

Everyone was surprised to see that after eating this piece of jerky, the tiredness on the white fat man's face was swept away, and his eyes became bright.

This fat man can make up for his holy qi by eating meat! Oh my God, where did this monster come from, could it be that the monster turned into a human form? The crowd, who were already dumbfounded, became even more sluggish.

In fact, not only eating meat, but also eating vegetables for the white fat man can also make up for the holy qi, as long as he cooks it with herbs himself.

"My lord, do you want to light firecrackers and set off fireworks?" In the crowd, a faint voice of inquiry sounded.

"Get out!" In response to him, someone yelled angrily, and the big feet that magnified in front of him.

"Hahahaha, no wonder he has been eating heavily before he came to power, it turns out that this is the reason, talented, talented." A Xinghua Holy Master laughed loudly, and finally understood why the white fat man looked like that when he came on stage.

"It's ridiculous that Zhou Xian also persuaded him to eat more, and now he lifted a stone and hit his own feet." The companion next to him couldn't help but laugh.

Thinking back to Zhou Xian's courtesy in persuading the white fat man to eat more before the start of this competition, that soft and sincere smile, not to mention the people of Xinghua Kingdom, even the eyes of everyone in Guanghua Kingdom looking at Zhou Xian were full of sympathy.