["He's crazy!"]

Dugu Linqi paused for a moment, and suddenly stretched out his right hand, with his five fingers open and his palm facing upward, Yaxiu didn't understand what this meant, but at the same time he still used Zeqi to protect his body in case of accidents.

He watched the competition between Chen Jian and Dugu Linqi, and secretly learned the means of resisting the Le Blade Heart Method. He didn't understand the science, but he could learn a rough idea from the gourd drawing, and he was a smart man, and he understood that the key to resisting the Musical Blade was timing—he had to use Chen Jian's move when the Musical Blade was about to enter his body, too sooner or too late.

Knowing that Zhi Xi advanced to the final competition, he has been practicing alone.

The disciples of Di Zen Buddhism who participated in the martial arts conference were not only Yaxiu, but from that oppressive environment, the disciples of Di Zen Buddhism rarely interacted, and he was the same. He learned how to resist the blade, but no one practiced, only fantasized about the feeling of the opponent looking for the right moment, and now that he entered the actual battle, he was worried about whether he could do it well.

Dugu Linqi saw that he seemed to imitate Chen Jian, and smiled in his heart: You can't reach that level of subtlety.

As soon as his five fingers were suddenly closed, powerful waves of qi rushed out from the palm of his hand, and the melodious sound of the piano soon lingered with Zeqi, and the pitch-black mist seemed to sing a dream, and the martial arts arena became a world that abandoned daylight, and the darkness turned into layers of waves and attacked Yaxiu, and the slightly slanted sunlight shone through which gap, and even the straight light was trembled into waves.

Yaxiu felt suddenly and depressed, and for a moment he actually lost himself. He seemed to see the familiar yellow sand, the howling west wind, and the hazy and huge two moons......

It hurts, it hurts so much that I don't even have the strength to scream.

Yaxiu rolled on the ground, the method of cracking the blade was completely worn out by the pain, and there was only one way to survive in his mind, but in the face of the pervasive blade, where could he escape?

A pair of eyes were staring at him, the eyes of the stands, as if they were laughing at his embarrassment, and those eyes were exactly the same as the ones that Di Zen had given him.

"No ——!"

It can't just end there!

He had already climbed to the edge of the ring, and the next moment, the dark blue zeqi erupted from his body, the sharp net composed of pleasant music was broken, and the piercing and numbing sounds sounded from the edge of the ring one after another, and the audience covered their ears and frowned, trying to avoid the impact of the sound wave.

How can I fall here, I still have to defeat Shen Yile and get the bronze crown given by His Majesty personally!

He let out a loud cry and perked up, blood pouring from both ears.

"Courage is commendable......" Dugu Linqi was shocked.

In order to fight against Rakublade, Yaxiu lost his sense of hearing.

When Shen Yile saw the blood, she began to lose breathing, Ze Qi cut her eyes like a knife, and she raised her right hand tremblingly-

"Don't make a move!" yelled Yaxiu.

"That's enough! You're not qualified to discipline me, this is a martial arts competition, it's a three-person scuffle!" Shen Yile knew that he couldn't hear it anymore, but he still yelled desperately, hoping that he could understand what he meant from his mouth.

For people who have just lost their hearing, there is little ability to read lip shapes, and the same is true for Masyu.

He was annoyed and wanted to stop Shen Yile.

Seeing this, Shen Yile simply ignored him, she waved her hands forward, and ten golden needles shot towards Dugu Linqi from different directions.

Once you're in the back-and-forth turn-based rhythm of attack, Childish Cry is always in control. Shen Yile knew this very well. Therefore, she didn't think about how the other party would react at all, but rushed towards Dugu Linqi with the golden needle!

She shouted loudly, and the Qingshan Tomb was immediately formed.

Since the last time she saw Chen Jian "stealing" her mental method, she had to admit that Chen Jian was a once-in-a-century martial arts wizard. Because of Chen Jian's use, she has a new understanding of Qingshan Tomb. She always thought that the Qingshan Tomb would take a long time to activate, and before it could be activated, she would become quite vulnerable, but Chen Jian's figure at her fingertips made her unforgettable.

She suddenly understood that the Qingshan Tomb did need to be charged, but it was completely capable of activating it at the same time as other mental methods, and it only needed to practice. Just like adding water to two pots with two hands at the same time, this is a matter of harmony between zeqi and qi, and as a woman, she is the least lacking in coordination.

She was sure that she could do more perfectly than Chen Jian.

And so it is.

The golden needle drew a chaotic trajectory in the air, and the Qingshan Tomb fell from the sky almost at the same time, and there was no way to escape unless the child weeps out of the earth!

In the face of such a brutal attack, Dugu Linqi also felt helpless.

In the first second, the Qingshan Tomb covered the sky and the sun, and the golden needle gradually pierced through the black qi.

The Qingshan Tomb gathers most of Shen Yile's Zeqi, and the golden needle is obviously more fragile, since this is the case, breaking through from the golden needle is the best policy, and it is also the only one.

Dugu Linqi was just about to make a move, but he stopped.

In the second second, the shadow of the Qingshan Tomb occupied Dugu Linqi's entire field of vision, and the golden needle was close at hand.

He raised his head suddenly, jumped forward, and went straight to the attack of the Qingshan Tomb.

"He's crazy!"

"How can it compete with the Castle Peak Tomb?"

The watch table exclaimed, and some people even made up the tragic situation of being crushed into plasma by the Qingshan Tomb.

Only Shen Yile, who is the person concerned, understands: Even in such an urgent situation, Zhiqi still saw through her tricks and chose the only correct answer.

Using two mental methods at the same time, under the condition that the total amount of Ze Qi remains the same, the strength of the mental method must be weakened - this is the basis of Dugu Linqi's thinking, and he then thought: If the two mental methods are used equally, the strength of the two attacks will not be enough, no matter where he comes from, he can easily defuse the offensive, so Shen Yile's only choice is to strengthen one side and weaken the other.

What followed was the game between the two, and Dugu Linqi calculated Shen Yile's thoughts: normal people would avoid the Qingshan Tomb, which seemed to be more lethal, and the time left for Zhiqi to think was only two seconds, and he would definitely act on instinct.

But she miscalculated.

"Admire!"

She couldn't help but admire her opponent as she waved her hands and pounced on an empty golden needle with ten fingers.

"You're not bad. Dugu Linqi wiped the sweat from his forehead with palpitations. If Shen Yile hadn't thought about it so much, his actions would have been smart and mistaken by cleverness.

During the fierce battle between the two, Yaxiu, who was carried away by pain and shame, became a spoiler, and he ignored the etiquette and shame, and attacked Dugu Linqi again.

Dugu Lin Wizard resisted the Qingshan Tomb, and spent a lot of physical strength to use the Blade, at this time the physical strength could not keep up, and he didn't want Yaxiu to sneak attack. He dodged rather awkwardly, and one accidentally tripped over the gravel and fell to the ground. Yaxiu didn't care about his life for a long time, and his fists like cannonballs smashed one after another, and Dugu Linqi hurriedly hugged his head and protected his body.

But how can the thin Zeqi stop Yaxiu's concentrated fist?

He was slammed more than a dozen times and flew out of the ring.

"Childish crying!" Shen Yile was also tired from performing the exercises, everything happened too suddenly, she wanted to stop Yaxiu, but a loud voice sounded in her head: This is a competition!

She stopped her movements and watched as Childish Cry was beaten to a bloody pulp.

......She didn't know why she was laughing, maybe it was a bitter smile, maybe it was a mockery, but she laughed softly.

Zhiwei actually had such an embarrassing day, and his delicate face may have many scars.

"I ...... I'm going to get the leader, the bronze crown...... It's mine too. Yaxiu finally came back to his senses after watching Dugu Linqi's tragic situation, and he muttered in a low voice, looking for an excuse for his violence.

Dugu Linqi's hands and feet were broken, and his right cheek was sunken in, as if he had three eye sockets on one face. The darkness was fading, and the audience was on tiptoe to witness the tragic end of the Middle-earth genius.

"Well, the people of Middle-earth are crying, elimination!" the referee presided over a contest for the first time to read the name of the loser.

The audience sighed for a while, and quickly abandoned Dugu Linqi and set their eyes on the remaining two.

"And ......" Yaxiu, who was attacking with all his might, spat blood from his mouth, and pointed at Shen Yile with a trembling index finger, "And you-"

Before he could finish speaking, he fell to the ground with a thud.

Seeing the back of his head hit the ground and make a dull sound, Shen Yile trembled empathetically. "Shhhhhhh

The referee looked at Yaxiu and didn't understand what the situation was. He walked across from Shen Yile like a thief and winked at her under the ring.

"Ah......h

Shen Yile understood what the referee meant.

She bent down, lifted the fainted Masyu, and gently placed her outside the ring.

"Di Chan Yaxiu eliminated. The referee shouted, "Winner, Wudang - Shen Yile!"