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Looking at the very sharp flying sword, Feng Ge had to estimate whether his clone could beat these flying swords that were immediately injured at the touch.

As it turned out, the odds were slim.

After all, the mystery of her doppelganger has always been better than the number, and the separated doppelganger, although it can also fight, but its combat effectiveness and flexibility are far worse than the body.

What's more, the doppelganger's behavior will be affected by the ontology.

It is difficult to react to the attack of the flying sword as it should be.

Besides, who knows if this guy has other means.

Mo Shaojun, it really wasn't in vain, this is the end.

Covering his head, Feng Ge couldn't help but have a headache, and originally thought about whether to be polite with Brother Mo, but now it seems that there is no need to be polite at all.

Finally, after a hard-fought battle, the eight contestants, without accident, rolled off the field with injuries.

But Mo Shaoyan seemed to have just walked too long, shaking his fan, and walked off the arena leisurely, dressed in a dark robe, dusty, and as always, he looked like a merry boy.

Feng Ge was worried about what to do.

"Later, you cover his mouth with sweat medicine first, and then I'll tie him up." Holding a bundle of rope in his hand, looking at Mo Shaoyan, Xiao Qianhuan was eager to try.

"Uh-huh." The little lark nodded, holding a packet of sweat medicine, with a serious face.

However, without waiting for them to rush forward, the next moment, bang! Bang! twice, but was knocked underground by Feng Ge.

"Actually, I think this is a good way, tie up Mo Shaoyan, you should be the first." Beside him, Dongfang Qianlan said with a smile.

"It's not yet a time when there is no chance of winning at all, even if you tie one up, there is a Jun Feiye on it, and besides, an upright and kind person like your boss and me, is it the kind of person who will do anything to win?" Feng Ge said.

However, not waiting for her words to fall.

On a high platform.

Jun Feiye was already pulled by Feng Yi and walked towards the restaurant on the side.

Before leaving, a certain sister controlled and made a reassuring gesture to Feng Ge.

That means, obviously, that is, this one, handed over to the eldest brother, will definitely not make him come back.

"Eh, Qianfan, will there be two more packets of sweat medicine later?" A certain song, who is honest and kind, said, his eyes lit up.

Finally, after a short break, the third game officially began.

With the referee's order, countless rays of light crossed, including Dongfang Qianlan and Zhan Jue, the nine contestants in the third group had already fallen on the field.

"Who's that guy?" Looking at the young man wearing a mask and wrapped in a cloak among the contestants, Feng Ge couldn't help asking, looking at the figure, it should be a man!

"I heard that it was because you beat Shi Ke that he couldn't fight, so the third contestant in Nanhua Mansion sent by the Innate Alliance overnight, Xun You, is more mysterious, and there is no information except for his name." Beside Feng Ge, Jiang Ling said.

Hearing this, looking at the black figure on the field, Feng Ge's eyes couldn't help but narrow, she couldn't feel any spiritual power fluctuations and battle qi fluctuations on this guy's body.

Normally, when this happens, either that guy has no spiritual power on his body and is an ordinary person, or, he was strong in the past, strong enough to freely hide his aura and spiritual power.

And this guy, it stands to reason, should have been in the contestant team from the beginning, but she didn't find out now.

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