Xiao Ai looked at An Zhiruosu a little blankly, but An Zhiruosu nodded at her, and Chang Geng just stood there in the dark, his eyes didn't know where to look, as if he had nothing to do with it.

"Yes, yes!" Bai Yan Qianlian suddenly jumped up to meet it.

"Not tired?" Dark Night Chang Geng frowned and looked at him.

Baiyan Qianlian laughed. "Such a wonderful and interesting scene, you must cheer up! Come on, boss, I'm optimistic about you! ”

"You don't need to come on." Seeing this, Xiao Ai, who was still hesitant to learn whether to fight, suddenly felt that something depressed in his heart was not vomiting or unhappy, and he also came to war, and the two soon came to the center of the martial arts venue.

Unlike the martial arts arena, there is no special venue for learning to choose from, but simply delineated a few places for players who need to use it at any time. There is no win or defeat in the competition, and there is no real damage, it is all up to the player's own judgment. There are many similar venues, and there are many players who are trying to match various skills and physical skills, but few people have noticed the upcoming battle here.

"Any requirements?" Dark Night Chang Gung said.

Xiao Ai was stunned for a while before she realized, this is clearly what she meant, although Ai Mo is usually soft and weak, and often at a loss, but she is also a stubborn character, otherwise she would not have driven herself to a dead end because of her childhood affairs, not only did she not have half a sense of gratitude for Mu Qiming's gentleman's actions, but a fire rose in her heart.

"No, you can start at any time." Xiao Ai's expression became serious, and his five fingers opened to summon the departure plate, ready to shoot at any time.

"Huh?" An Zhiruo was suspicious.

"What's wrong, Sister Ju?" Bai Yan Qianlian wondered.

"Qianlian, do you smell anything?"

"Huh?" Baiyan Qianlian sniffed around, and suddenly came back to his senses, this is playing an online game, he should be standing in the game warehouse, where did it smell from!

"If there is a smell of gunpowder, don't you smell it?" An Zhiruo raised her eyebrows, "Then you have to take a good look at it later, maybe there will be a surprise!" ”

Hearing the surprise, Baiyan Qianlian's eyes lit up, and he quickly became engrossed.

As soon as he turned his gaze to Xiao Ai and the two of them, he saw Xiao Ai and the wind swept away, and rushed out. Because of Xiao Ai's personality, it is very difficult for her to take the initiative to get close to people, even in the game battle, as a bloody person, she rarely finds people to compete in the martial arts arena, most of them hone their skills in various dungeons, and in the training of loose hands, if it is not required by the coach, she rarely appears to compete with other students and coaches, which is a rare time for her to change the battle strategy of defending and attacking, and take the lead.

Xiao Ai was holding the Emei thorn in his hand, and the sharp light struck, breaking the calm of the confrontation, and the momentum of this look made An Zhiruo sit up straight unconsciously.

Ai Mo expected that with Mu Qiming's reaction speed, this kind of direct attack would definitely not pose much of a threat to him. Sure enough, Xiao Ai stabbed the air with a blow from the wind, and Chang Geng fell straight backwards in the dark night, and Xiao Ai, who had been expected by the wind, turned downward. Dark Night Chang Geng squinted his eyes slightly and looked at the tip of the falling Emei thorn shining with cold light, the sleeve robe was bulging, and the energy was bulging out from the wide sleeve robe diagonally downward, and the wide robe of the qigong master covered the movements of his hands very well.

This is the 15th level of the qigong master's trick sleeve, with the magic plate directly charged, released within the specified time, it will produce a stream of air, the longer the charging time, the stronger the strength, can be waved to hurt people, but the night Chang Geng used this trick as a skill to assist the move, only a little bit, the danger was avoided from under Emei.

However, looking at the calm and calm appearance of Chang Geng in the dark night, it is more like calculating the timing and striving to form the maximum displacement, otherwise there is no need to be so dangerous.

In this way, the two began to collide back and forth, most of the tricks of the blood spurter are to win quickly, most of the qigong master's spells need a little time to charge up or pinch the trick, in terms of rhythm, the blood spurter has an innate advantage, but somehow, the night Chang Geng pulled the gap in speed very close, forcing Xiao Ai Fufeng sometimes had no time to wait for the spell CD, and began to use some low-level skills of other professions.

"When", the spectators who were attracted by the fast-paced changes were taken aback. This is obviously the sound of weapon blocking, and Chang Geng has been using the tricks of a qigong master, and there is no weapon, so the sound of metal colliding?

After looking closely, I noticed that an armband was hit by Xiao Ai Fufeng's Emei thorn, looking at the direction, it should have shot a dart at the moment when Chang Geng flew out just now, and stabbed straight at Xiao Ai Fufeng's waist and abdomen where he did not abandon cover. Dark Night Chang Geng has never used the skills of other professions, but Xiao Ai Fufeng knows that he can never only have the skill tree of his own profession, and sure enough, she was finally waited for.

I don't know how Xiao Ai found out about it, but the Emei thorn quickly swept in front of him, just sweeping out the flying armband.

"Wow, that's amazing!" Bai Yan Qianlian obviously noticed it earlier than An Zhiruosu, his eyes didn't blink, but his mouth kept chattering.

"Sister Ju, have you seen when the armband was released, it's too fast! There is also the boss's footsteps, which are dazzling to see, such a tricky angle to stimulate the hidden weapon, and it actually shoots so accurately. Sister Xiao Ai is also too good, so she directly swept away the sleeve dart and shot it a little later. Look at you! There's a medicine bag on the ground, and the boss still has time to quench the poison, it's a god! ”

Baiyan Qianlian stood up directly and leaned forward, An Zhiruo frowned, but was blocked by Baiyan Qianlian's vision, so he had to come closer to watch the battle.

However, thanks to Qianlian's explanation, his physical coordination is a little worse, but his eyes are still very good, otherwise this confrontation in the electric flint, An Xuan really didn't have time to digest it.

It seems that the two of them are facing each other, and they are fighting smoothly, but Xiao Ai's breeze is not as relaxed as she shows, and the dark light faintly seen in the afterglow just now aroused her a thin layer of sweat, how could she not be familiar with her own moves as a blood scryger, ordinary level 5 attack darts, plus the quenching of the level 10 skill fangs and blades, make the silver sleeve darts glow with a layer of dark purple streamer.

Ai Mo hadn't tried to quench poison on anything other than the main weapon, but he didn't expect the two skills to be able to be combined, as if the night Chang Geng knew more about the Bloodscry profession. If it weren't for the fact that Momo was very familiar with the unique color of the Bloodthirster's quenching poison, I am afraid that he would subconsciously think that it was an ordinary attack, and it would be impossible to react so quickly.

The dart landed, and the two of them retreated a few steps in different directions as if they had discussed it, stabilizing their figures, as if announcing the end of the first phase and the upcoming performance of the second phase.