In the end, Zhimo still won.

He deliberately exposed a flaw in front of Ling Shuang, making her think that there was an opportunity, and he took advantage of the opponent's attack to meet him, ignoring the blade that stabbed at him.

Seeing that he didn't dodge or dodge, Ling Shuang suddenly lost his mind, although it was only for a short moment, he still seized the opportunity to give her a heavy blow, because he was wearing a defensive spirit weapon, he was only a little uncomfortable by the sword qi, but he was not injured.

I have to say that the feeling of having a spiritual weapon for self-defense is not bad!

Zhimo successfully got the jade medal and advanced to the sixth round.

When the sixth round began, it was already the afternoon of the third day of the conference, and Zhimo drew a young man from Northern Xinjiang, who was in the late stage of the elixir realm.

This young man, who looked to be twenty-four or five years old, was probably Ling Shuang's admirer, and when he came up, he stared at Zhimo with angry and hateful eyes, as if he wanted to bite him.

As soon as the referee announced the start, the young man couldn't wait to make a move, and all kinds of spells were smashed over as if they didn't cost the real yuan, probably to avenge his sweetheart.

However, Zhimo did not panic at all.

The opponent's mood is unstable, which is a good thing for him. Take advantage of the flaws of the other party's irritable emotions, and with a little provocation, it is easy to blow up, and as soon as the person gets out of control, there will be more flaws, and it is actually very easy to start.

Despite this, Zhimo was still slightly injured under the counterattack of the other party, and Xiaoshu was so distressed on the side that he couldn't do it, and when he went out the next day, he nagged him many times.

"I know, I'll be careful today, if you don't leave, it's too late, you go back quickly." Zhimo was a little helpless.

Although it feels good to be cared for by her, but he just had his wrist dislocated by the shock, and he was immediately connected, how did it feel like he was seriously injured and was about to be saved?

What is it about feeling that she is becoming more and more vulnerable in her eyes?

I have to say that Zhimo's intuition is still very smart, in Xiaoshu's eyes, he is a fragile child, who needs love, needs to be carefully cared for, and can't be wronged at all.

Of the seven contestants in the seventh round, except for Zhimo and Luo Mingxiao, who were the youngest and looked the lowest in cultivation, the other five looked to be over twenty years old, and their cultivation was also above the late stage of the Spirit Pill realm.

Zhimo drew the number one and was the first to play, and the opponent was a mediocre-looking young man. Before entering the field, Luo Mingxiao stopped Zhimo.

"I didn't expect you to get to this round, but you can't lose here, the master is still waiting for you in the finals!" Young Master Luo still had an unstoppable attitude, but there was a bit of imperceptible concern in his tone.

For him, the two of them have been walking together for a few days, and Zhimo is also his person, and only he can bully him!

He still remembers the revenge that he was pit by the ink before, this is a bright opportunity for revenge, he can't lose before that, if he loses, it will be a slap in the face!

"Heh~" Mo spit out a syllable meaninglessly, and was about to walk away, when he suddenly remembered something and stopped.

"It's better to worry about yourself, I seem to remember your opponent, not only in the late stage of the elixir realm, but also in the later stage of the elixir realm, but also has a very powerful secret weapon technique, it seems that the kung fu of poison is not bad, Young Master Luo doesn't know if he is yin."

Zhimo paused, his tone was slightly raised, and his tone was slightly mocking: "Young Master Luo, don't lose too ugly~"

In the space, the corners of Xiaoshu's mouth, who witnessed this scene, twitched, and she finally knew where the two people were similar!