"Palm knife?" The night said in his heart, "Is everything a sword?" Oh, it's an interesting world. ”

The night retracted his gaze, he deliberately hit the sissy. This can be seen by everyone present.

He already hated these princesses, princes and the like, but he was born in a good family, and as soon as he jumped out, he was already a child in the sky.

But as the so-called contentment is always happy, these bastards are not only not content, but also joke with human life every day. Such a guy is not used to seeing the night anyway.

And after he came on the field, he could clearly sense that on this high platform, there was a third party who was quite a threat to him.

Therefore, the night tried this dead man, but I didn't expect this guy to do it himself, but let the little princess come to exchange gifts.

The little princess put away her palms, snorted coldly, and sat back in her seat.

"This guy is so rude! Mother, Uncle Zhang, or I'll just knock him out. ”

"No way!" The two said in unison.

After that, the two of them looked at each other and trembled for no reason. The old man then smiled bitterly and continued to say to the little princess: "You have no reason to bombard him away, if the princess really hates him, let the little blood be behind except for him." ”

"Yes, that's right." Concubine Xian was also accosting her, her eyes dodging, and she didn't dare to look directly at the old man.

The little princess looked puzzled and looked back and forth between the two. Although she felt something unusual, she didn't notice anything, so she nodded, stopped talking, and concentrated on watching the game below.

At this time, the night had already begun to exert his power, and he didn't even draw a knife, just used his legs, and eliminated half of the players in an instant. In the center of the field, only Mo Yuanshan brought a few people who were still holding on.

The night was so fast that people couldn't see him clearly, and he was already eliminated. Mo Yuanshan and the others also stood in a circle, barely resisting the attack of the night.

But in the next second, the night stopped. Instead of running, he walked up to a few people one step at a time, and then, very darkly, he turned on his muscles to explode, followed by a few side kicks, which sent them flying into the air.

was bombarded outside the battle circle, even if it was eliminated, so on the battlefield, only Mo Yuanshan and the night remained.

Mo Yuanshan's eyes were full of hideousness, gritting his teeth, eager to devour the night alive, but helplessly, he couldn't beat him. However, even when he knew that he was going to lose, he never backed down.

"Boy, the swordsman is not so easy to be! I'll let you see, what is a desert lonely knife! ”

Mo Yuanshan roared, grasped his big knife with both hands, twisted his body and spun around, trying his best to slash towards the night.

His broadsword has the power to open the mountain, and after infusing his whole body energy, this is already his strongest sword.

However, although the strength is strong, anyone with a discerning eye can see that the speed of his knife is too slow, so slow that even those who fall can avoid it with confidence.

But even so, Mo Yuanshan also knew that the night would not be avoided, and he could not avoid it. As early as half a minute after the night played, Mo Yuanshan was already shocked.

Because Mo Yuanshan didn't dare, even if he was a lone knife in the desert, even if he was a notoriously strong man, he didn't dare to single-handedly take on all the swordsmen.

But the night dares. This guy, who didn't even use a knife from beginning to end, actually made Mo Yuanshan taste the smell of blood. It smells like blood in the realm of blood knives.

"He's too proud." This is Mo Yuanshan's evaluation of him. It is also what everyone says about him.

Because of this, the night could not avoid this blow, and he wanted to prove to himself that he had the strength to be a sword-wielder, a knifeman, and a ...... Sword Emperor!

So, the night drew the knife. Since it is the opponent's desperate attack, it is too shameful not to take out the knife.

Polar Night was lifted above his head by the night, and he was faced with the blow that split the mountains and seas.

"Ding-" The two knives collided. The resulting sword intent raged in the field, setting off a violent wind and sand. The audience was all shocked, they didn't expect that this qualifier would actually play a shocking scene in the final.

"Earned." Countless people secretly said in their hearts.

But the voices of outsiders are not worth mentioning at all for the two swordsmen in the field. They have only opponents in their eyes.

They stared, they stared. But the night did not move, but Mo Yuanshan's eyes were red and his teeth were clenched. He didn't expect that he would suffer a loss in the most certain strength.

The night smiled, only shook his head, and didn't say a word.

But Mo Yuanshan understood, as a swordsman, he understood the meaning of the night, but he didn't move, and still maintained his original state.

"I don't throw in the towel." He said in a hoarse voice.

The night laughed again. He already knows his opponents.

"Good!" He let out a low snort, disappeared in front of Mo Yuanshan in an instant, and the next moment before he could react, he swung a knife at the back of his neck.

Dark night, victory!

The strong man lying on the ground silently let go of the knife in his hand, and as a knifeman, he felt sad for the first time.

"I'm sorry." He said softly. He was apologizing to his knife.

There is no knife that is not sharp, only people who are not sharp. This is the code of the swordsman of this world.

The corners of Mo Yuanshan's eyes moistened. The night spared him his life, only to slap him on the back of the neck with the back of the knife. But he couldn't forgive himself, and when he lost, he thought he was disgraced by his sword.

"I'm sorry......" Finally, Mo Yuanshan cried. He didn't hold his knife, he just let it lie on the ground and watch him cry.

"Stand up." Behind Mo Yuanshan, the night said in a low voice.

"As a swordsman, never abandon your sword, never abandon your partner!" The night shouted again.

For Mo Yuanshan, he has never been very disgusted. It may be because of his physiognomy, or it may be because of his bold personality. Anyway, the night wanted to help him. So, on this shout, he attached his full spiritual power. In order to quickly cheer up Mo Yuanshan.

But he didn't expect that his mental power had reached the threshold of breakthrough through long-term training. And this time, after using mental power, his induction specialization broke through the threshold of LV4 and came to LV5.

On the other side, Mo Yuanshan seemed to hear the sound of heaven, and after watching the night in a daze for a few seconds, he picked up the decapitation knife that had accompanied him for many years and strode towards the sidelines.

"I lost." He said in his heart, "But if you lose, you lose, and we will win it back in the future!" Mo Yuanshan held his knife, like a young man who saw his beloved girl and never wanted to let go of his hand.

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The group stage passed round by round, and the time came to the evening. After dinner, the final knockout round is about to begin. And this knockout match is decided by lottery.

It is said to be drawn, but in fact, the little princess has the right to decide. Therefore, she would definitely not let the two favorites, Ling Xuedao and Blood God, meet before the final.

But fortunately, they didn't draw each other in the first round. The little princess has not changed, everything seems to be very normal, and it is going according to the process.

In the first scene, the night met an opponent who used a butcher's knife, and it seemed that this brother was murderous, and he could see the murder in his eyes.

This guy will have a good set of knife techniques, which are slightly similar to the pig's boning knife technique, but the speed is too slow, and he is eliminated by the mantis in the dark after catching cicadas.

The night does not dare to use the power of the night easily, for some reason, in this world, the assassins are extremely sensitive to the source of energy, as long as they use the power of the night, they can know it from afar.

After the game, the night came to the stands. Since it was night, there were correspondingly fewer spectators. After all, this place sells tickets, and if you want to go into the stands to see it, you can buy tickets. You can watch it without buying a ticket, but it doesn't have such good conditions.

As time goes by, there are fewer people in the stands, and there are fewer natural people. The night easily found the mandala, and walked over with a smug face, meaning to see if the brother was not a cow.

In the next second, he was punched...... And the eyes are swollen......

"It hurts!" The night roared, and he knew that Mandala had used her own ability, which was the innate ability of the Punishment Controller, to put it simply...... Jitter M Attributes......

The person who is struck will feel pain beyond the range of his bearing, and even the pain will not feel the same every time.

Although everyone heard his shout, they didn't think much about it and went on watching the game. But on the high platform, the little princess also heard it.

"Hmmm! He is ...... "After recognizing that the night is the guy who disrespects himself in the morning, the little princess will not be angry."

Out of curiosity, she no longer paid attention to the battlefield below, and a pair of big black eyes were all fixed on the night.

In the next second, the princess's face changed drastically. Because, she suddenly saw that a little Lori with a veil leaned her head on the night, and the night was still enjoying herself, whispering something in her ear.

In the stands, the mandala leans on the shoulder of the night, and his hands are still holding the right arm of the night. This time, instead of slumping on the night as before, she really leaned on the night.

The night was no longer strange, and he held the mandala in his arms and behaved very intimately. Although the mandala struggled a little, he did not stop this act of the night, but rubbed himself into the arms of the night again.

The two didn't communicate, not even make eye contact. But their hearts seem to be connected.

Apocalypse had a headache in the viewing room. In the first game, he would have been happy with the growth of the night. But seeing this scene, he wanted to kill the night......

Your grandmother's, induction specialization has just arrived at LV5, and Lao Tzu is passive in this, and he is also passive and slacking while picking up girls, I really don't know what to say about him.

The most important thing is that Mandala is a person from that small world, and with their current strength, it is impossible to bring her to this great world. If the night goes on like this, it can only set fire to itself.

Apocalypse looked down at his watch, in reality, more than ten days had passed. But then, Apocalypse was stunned and found a problem.

"Wish, is the speed of time flowing in this small world the same as here?" Apocalypse pointed to the screen in the dark night and said in surprise.

"Yes." The wish is concise and to the point. It's actually quite satisfied with everyone's progress.

The Joker's Sensing Specialization reached LV5 earlier than Night, and Daytime and Chu Luoli's Spiritual Power Specialization also broke through LV5, which was almost impossible to be so fast in reality.

"Is the future still urging?" Wish said.

"No, they wish their team members were stronger, but if you give them two mysterious trials at once, will they be able to eat? Now, they don't even look down on open world ownership. ”

"No problem, they can eat, and the next time they go through the mysterious trial, they should all participate. The next competition will start in June next year. I'm going to let them win the championship. ”

"Won't you sprout seedlings?"

"How so." Wish chuckled, "Originally, it was the night when they were going to compete for the Lord, and I wanted them to win the championship, and the resources were all for these four people." With their potential, there is no seedling to fuel this statement. ”

"That's just as well." Apocalypse nodded.

"Look, Apocalypse, this is the last chance, after my fifth stage, I will have to bring the people I choose back to the Origin World, but by then, how many people will be left on this earth, I ...... I don't know. ”

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