Xi Mo shook his hands and feet, moved the joints of his limbs, and suddenly walked to the edge of the ring with a sword and asked Lu Xiaoman: "How many tricks are you betting on me?" ”

"Twenty moves!" Without waiting for Lu Xiaoman to answer, a loud reply sounded below.

"Twenty?"

Simer glanced back at his opponent and shook his head, all of a sudden bringing the heart of the person who bought him to win.

"Too much." Xi Mo seemed to be very serious and instructed Lu Xiaoman, "Don't make more than fifteen moves within the third layer of the foundation." ”

"Oh!" Lu Xiaoman nodded naturally, as if it was a very ordinary little request.

"Huh?!" But the others were just screaming, and many were still clutching their chests.

"The cowhide is blowing up, isn't it?" The disciples of Zhuji sneered.

"It's crazy."

"Even if it's a sword cultivator with outstanding combat power, how can you still win within fifteen moves by cultivating the ninth layer of qi and building the third layer of the foundation? Talking in your sleep, right? ”

The attackers in the ring were really angry, the Zhuji monk had good hearing, and the various discussions of the audience below were not restrained, he heard them all, and when Ximer returned to the middle of the ring and the two sides began to salute, he did not bow his head, and a pair of eyes were fixed on Ximer.

After the ceremony, it was the attacking side that launched the offensive first, and Simer defended first, so as to observe the opponent and look for flaws and weaknesses.

This foundation building disciple who was about to crook his nose was a pure law cultivator, and he knew that he couldn't let the sword cultivator take the lead, so he took the lead regardless of the realm difference between the two, just to rely on his spiritual power in the foundation building period to consume Xi Mo.

Simer has a single spiritual root, the spiritual root is pure, the meridians are thicker than the water tank, and he has taken dragon blood for nearly a month, he can see the other party's thoughts, but he is not stunned at all.

After defending and observing five or six moves, Schimmer flipped his wrist and was about to make a move.

The other party has been paying attention to his hands, it is a feeling to look at it offstage, and now it is another feeling to face to face, Simer's steps are more flexible than a mouse, his strong attacks are all in vain, not a single spell has hit him, it is as if his every move has been predicted by him, the third layer of the dignified foundation was teased by a ninth layer of qi training, which made him feel more and more gloomy, and at this time he saw that Xi Mo was about to fight back, and his breathing was heavier.

"Senior brother, you're too slow."

Xi Mo's figure moved, only to see a sword light piercing the opponent's chest, everyone in the audience exclaimed, even the referee standing in the corner watching the battle couldn't help but take two steps forward, and then froze in place.

The sword light that seemed to make people seriously injured was actually an illusion, and Xi Mo rushed directly behind the opponent under the cover of the sword light, the cold blade was close to the person's neck, and at the same time, the other hand twisted one of the opponent's wrists, and the spiritual power forcibly rushed into the meridians in the body, suppressing it inside and outside, making people unable to move at once.

"Senior brother, concede."

"I throw in the towel."

"Simer wins!" After the referee on duty was stunned, he hurriedly announced loudly.

Ximo put away his sword, the two saluted, and the loser stepped down.

The applause under the ring was thunderous, the cheers of the Qi training disciples did not stop one after another, and the foundation building disciples were in a complicated mood, the third layer of the foundation building was defeated in front of the little master and nephew of the ninth layer of Qi training, where is the upper limit of this Xi Mo's combat power?

"Siemer is invincible! Simer is invincible! Simer is invincible! ”

Without Lu Xiaoman to lead the rhythm, the Qi cultivation disciples spontaneously shouted, and the faces of the foundation building disciples next to them became even more ugly.