In the ring, a disciple who was standing behind Su Zeyu and massaging him, when he stretched his waist, he caught a glimpse of Liu Hong's group walking towards this side, and stammered to remind Su Zeyu: "Senior Brother Su!

Shang Rui, who has clear skin, is beautiful and cute, and has two small dimples when he laughs, is the goddess in the hearts of many outer disciples, and it is also Su Zeyu's dream at night...

Su Zeyu, who didn't want to believe the rumors, stood up, turned around, and saw Liu Hong and Shang Rui holding hands, walking towards the ring with a smile, as if someone had stripped a piece of flesh from him, and it hurt to the bones.

"Take out my weapon! I'm going to beat this Liu Hong beyond recognition!" Su Zeyu's teeth grinded into his mouth with a "rattling" sound.

Lin Ming and Shang Wanhe hesitated for a moment, and then missed the opportunity to catch up with Liu Hong and them. Seeing Liu Hong walk up the ladder to the ring surrounded by a group of outer disciples. Then, someone handed over a wooden spear on his shoulder to Liu Hong...

"Look, why is this short stick in Su Zeyu's hand so familiar? The front end of the stick has its own blue light?"

In the no-bet competition that ended just now, the weapons of both sides were giant-level magic weapons. The upcoming competition is related to the bet of 5,000 merit points, how could Su Zeyu use a weapon that is worse than just now?

"No, this stick is the handle of the hammer that Fan Siliang interrupted!" The disciple who had fallen off the podium in that competition suddenly exclaimed.

It can be freely retracted, has its own special function, can be used as a sword, as a stick, forcing that magic weapon that Liu Hong does not dare to approach, and the power is definitely more powerful than the cold light sword that Su Zeyu just used.

"Is this Liu Hong crazy? Look at the spear he is holding in his hand, there is no metallic luster at all!" When someone turned his eyes to Liu Hong and the group, he screamed in surprise.

The spear can be made of wood, with bronze, with silver, with flowing gold ... It is made of a hollow body, but the tip of the gun is generally made of metal, so it will be sharp. The absence of metallic luster indicates that the tip of his gun is also wooden.

Can the wooden tip of the gun still be sharpened? Does it still hurt people? Does Liu Hong want to use this gun as a stick in the competition?

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The others all retreated to the edge of the ring at the outer gate, and the two of them were five or six zhang away in the middle of the ring, and Liu Hong, who had not worn the jade pendant for a long time, judged Su Zeyu's footwork route and direction by virtue of the wind he heard with his ears.

"The spiral algae step in "Labyrinth Footwork" is achieved by judging the use, wind direction and wind speed. I didn't expect that in the process of training, my ear power and touch were trained..."

The blue light on the tip of the stick in Su Zeyu's hand, how could Liu Hong not be familiar with it? His eyes were fixed on the stick to prevent it from suddenly becoming longer...

"Nine Cockroaches to Win Pearls!" Su Zeyu let out a low shout, and when he was close to Liu Hong, the stick in his hand was stabbed at Liu Hong as a sword.

The cocktail is a gluttonous, cunning mythical beast in ancient times, with a wide mouth and pointed teeth... When the front end of the stick came out, the blue flame at the front end of the stick turned into the solid shape of the mantle, and pounced on Liu Hong...

"Arc step, put, take, collapse... Why is Liu Hong's trick so familiar?" asked Lin Ming, who had been staring at Liu Hong.

"Of course you are familiar with the overturning of the river and the sea in the army's "Basic Marksmanship"!" Shang Wanhe saw the difference in the familiar marksmanship.

In the army, turning over the river and the sea is to use footwork, body to stretch the body, adjust the distance between the arms, flip the wrists, and at the last moment, all the power will burst out like a landslide.

Liu Hong held the spear, shook it from side to side, adjusted the distance between his arms, flipped his wrists, and maintained the posture before the attack, just not to make the final blow.

"Playing with flowers, it's still the most basic marksmanship! Su Zeyu's several dragons at the front end of the stick can take the initiative to attack, and after getting wet, it doesn't matter if you attack the master!" Hou Guanyu, who saw the origin of this stick, snorted in his nose.

looks not like Liu Hong, moves are not like Liu Hong, and likes to do useless work, and he can't be overlapped with Liu Hong who Hou Guanyu has seen.

If not, the seven inner disciples who were about to compete on the stage were his diehards, and Hou Guanyu had already left the scene at this time!

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"Holding a wooden gun and using basic marksmanship is the Liu Hong we are looking for?" Feng Chan, who was standing on the right side of the ring, no longer paid attention to the performance in the ring, and asked back.

Half a month later, the joint investigation team of Yuanjing's robbery will arrive at Yanhai Wufu. For the sake of the sect's selection, they returned to the Martial Mansion ahead of schedule, do they want to make good use of this time and do something?

There is no clue to Yuanjing's robbery, if he can solve the case of the loss of the Red Dragon Soul Protector Cream, can he atone for his crimes?

Therefore, after the news that Liu Hong had the Red Dragon Soul Protector Paste reached the inner gate, Feng Chan, who came back last night, decided to launch an investigation into Liu Hong.

"Yes, Senior Brother Feng! I heard that this Liu Hong's strength can reach 50,000 catties, I don't know why he wants to sacrifice his strengths and weaknesses..."

When this inner disciple spoke, Liu Hong's figure became faster and faster, and he suddenly pressed Su Zeyu's stick in the middle. Feeling the blue flames in the enemy's direction, they quickly changed direction, elongated, and wrapped around the barrel of Liu Hong's gun.

"Shrink your step? This Liu Hong actually dissolved the shrinking step into the basic marksmanship?" Feng Chan, who turned his eyes back into the ring, said incredulously.

In this sect selection, among the inner gate competitions, Feng Chan's biggest opponent is Hou Guanyu, whose realm has reached the second order of the Tribulation Yuan Realm. Therefore, no one, not even Hou Guanyu himself, does not necessarily have the characteristics of Feng Chan to understand shrinking an inch.

Even if it is the most basic marksmanship, the coordination between footwork and moves is fixed after hundreds or even thousands of years of running-in.

It takes a long time to change the footwork and combine it perfectly with the move without flaws.

"Xiao Rui, how long has Liu Hong's basic marksmanship been cultivated?" Shang Wanhe, who walked into the ring silently and came to Shang Rui's side, asked.

"It shouldn't be more than three days!" Shang Rui, who had seen Liu Hong's training in the past few days, had no idea how difficult it was to integrate the shrinking step into the basic marksmanship.

Master the basic marksmanship within three days, and you can perfectly combine it with the shrinking step, not to mention yourself, even if you are proficient in shrinking the inch of Hou Guanyu, you can't do it! No! Among his footwork, there is definitely more than one kind of shrinking step?

Shang Wanhe, who had cultivated the wind step, closed his eyes and recalled the trick Liu Hong had just used to turn over the river and the sea...

"Shrinking an inch can only shrink the size and silently shorten the distance between you and your opponent. Absolutely can't do it, it's lightning fast, change direction on the way... This Liu Hong is really a terrifying monster!"