What was he doing? Why didn't he dodge?

This is a question in everyone's minds, the motionless Wei Xiaowei even makes people think that he is going to commit suicide or admit defeat, but if you look closely, this Wei Xiaowei always has a confident smile on his face, it doesn't look like he wants to admit defeat!

Just when everyone didn't know why, the curvature of Yu Sheng's mouth became more and more high, he knew that Wei Xiaowei had caught the other party's move, and this competition was won.

The sword style of the purple-clothed Xiaoliu is very strong, the sky is falling, and a round sword flower is pulled, as if there are swords all around, so that people can't tell that the sword is real, this move also caused everyone to cheer, I didn't expect this seemingly weak young man to be able to use such a strong sword style.

"First left!" Unlike everyone's cheers, Wei Xiaowei closed his eyes directly and said in a deep voice. As the purple-clothed Xiaoliu approached, Wei Xiaowei confidently put the hammer on the left side early.

Syllable!

Under Wei Xiaowei's confidence, the sword of the purple-clothed Xiaoliu actually appeared accurately on the left side, and all the sword flowers that were pulled out before dissipated, and the real sword was blocked by the iron hammer of the rest of his life.

"Huh?" The purple-clothed Xiaoliu was stunned, but he didn't expect the other party to block this blow.

With a stomp on his feet, the purple-clothed Xiaoliu quickly retreated, then put away the sword pose, and then stabbed out again: "Overwhelming!"

A wave of vitality rushed out, and the figure of the purple-clothed Xiaoliu suddenly began to disperse, I don't know if it was an illusion, and ten purple-clothed Xiaoliu appeared in an instant.

"Fun. Wei Xiaowei finally opened his eyes, holding the hammer, still not messy, staring at each other with interest.

Ten figures were separated, and the purple-clothed Xiaoliu used the previous sword style again, and then ten sword flowers appeared, overwhelmingly attacking Wei Xiaowei, and the sharp sword style even broke up the snow on the leaves in the distance, attracting everyone's sideways glances.

"Right!"

Facing the sword style of the purple-clothed Xiaoliu, Wei Xiaowei spit out a word, and then the hammer was horizontally on the right fixed position, looking at the surging purple-clothed Xiaoliu, and sure enough, he accurately blocked it again.

Syllable!

The crisp sound reached everyone's ears with the dissipating collision sparks, causing everyone to scream continuously.

"How did he judge it? This purple-clothed young man saw that he didn't dare to go head-to-head even if he was a fourfold battle cultivator, but this young man with a hammer didn't move, and just defused the attack!"

"The purple-clothed young man danced ten figures before, and even I couldn't tell which one was real and which one was fake, but I didn't expect him to distinguish it. ”

On the Yuan platform, the purple-clothed Xiaoliu was also shocked, looking at Wei Xiaowei who was so calm, he put away his sword again, attacked again, and went back and forth, but every time he attacked, Wei Xiaowei was confident in the four words "left and right, front and back", as long as Wei Xiaowei reported one of the words, the attack of the purple-clothed Xiaoliu must appear obediently over there, and then was easily blocked by Wei Xiaowei.

The audience's perspective can be very gorgeous, the various sword styles of the purple-clothed Xiaoliu emerge in endlessly, and the light of all colors is overwhelming, in stark contrast to Wei Xiaowei's indifference, immobile like a mountain, and always changing.

In such a battle, the purple-clothed Xiaoliu consumed a huge amount, but Wei Xiaowei just stood in place as an attack, although passive, it was labor-saving.

Soon, the purple-clothed Xiaoliu began to be weak, but Wei Xiaowei, on the other hand, was still strong, and he didn't consume much vitality at all.

"It's still left!" Seeing the purple-clothed Xiaoliu attacking again, Wei Xiaowei smiled.

Sure enough, the purple-clothed Xiaoliu really appeared on the left, Wei Xiaowei held a double hammer, one hammer down, the other hammer up, directly knocked the purple-clothed Xiaoliu's saber away, and then slapped the purple-clothed Xiaoliu's chest, knocking the purple-clothed Xiaoliu off the round platform.

"Concession. This palm Wei Xiaowei did not use force, and appropriately knocked the purple-clothed Xiaoliu off the round platform, and did not use his ruthless hand.

Since then, this long tug-of-war has finally come to an end, and the long-awaited old students of the Seventh Academy also slowly came to the stage and announced: "Wei Xiaowei, win!"

Saluting slightly to the old students of the Seventh Academy, Wei Xiaowei stepped down leisurely, and came to Yu Sheng's side with an excited face, he could be regarded as the brightest star along the way, even Ji Juechen and others couldn't help but look at Wei Xiaowei, curious why he won so dramatically.

"Noon has arrived, please rest for the time being, and continue the rest of the competition from time to time. The old man of the Seventh Courtyard stood in the Guanwu House and announced to the outside world.

Although cultivators can open the valley, ordinary audiences need to eat to replenish their energy, so at noon, ordinary audiences will be given some time to eat, and the next competition will start again from time to time.

The higher the cultivation, the longer the time to open the valley, such as the rest of the life, this cultivation period, three or four days without eating is no problem, with the strength of the cultivation, the time of the valley will also increase several times.

At halftime, everyone dispersed.

Soon there were only a handful of people left, all of whom were still cleaning up the venue, and they collected the remaining waste from the audience and threw it into the abandoned post.

After retreating to Chaogetai, Yu Sheng and Wei Xiaowei met Xia Fuxiang, who also had an intermission, at the gate of the Seventh Courtyard, and the three of them walked together again and walked out of the gate of the Seventh Courtyard. It has attracted a lot of attention along the way, after all, the drama of Wei Xiaowei's final victory has left a deep impression on people.

Out of the gate, Yu Sheng saw the blue puppy anxiously waiting in the snow at a glance, and the latter also saw the three people who walked out of the gate, and immediately stepped forward and asked anxiously: "How is it?

"I haven't compared, Wei Xiaowei won the first game. Yu Sheng replied with a smile.

The blue puppy glanced at Wei Xiaowei obliquely, before the blue puppy also wanted to enter the battle with everyone, but was stopped by the people of the Seventh Academy, it seems that there are many conflicts with the people of the Seventh Academy.

"I've got a bit of a job. Although he was not very interested in Wei Xiaowei, the blue puppy still said reluctantly.

"Excuse me. In this regard, Wei Xiaowei also replied coldly.

Yu Sheng scolded Wei Xiaowei for a moment and whispered, "Be normal." ”

"Eh, what's wrong with me? you want to..."Wei Xiaowei was about to reason out loud, when an electric current suddenly struck, Wei Xiaowei didn't have time to react at all, and was directly hit in the back, tearing Wei Xiaowei's clothes into a fist-sized hole.

"Who!!" Wei Xiaowei turned around quickly, and there was a hot pain in his back.

I saw the fat boy Fei Kexiang playing with the current in his hand, and said coldly: "Good dogs don't get in the way, I'm not looking for you, get out of the way." ”

"You are looking for death!" Wei Xiaowei was shocked and angry, he was attacked by this little fat man for no reason, who can not be angry? With a loud shout, Wei Xiaowei approached Fei Kexiang in three steps, and then punched out, and the fist turned into a tiger's claw, and the formation was amazing.

What puzzled Wei Xiaowei was that this Fei Kexiang didn't hide, just like Wei Xiaowei on the round platform before.

Bang!

Just when Wei Xiaowei's fist was about to hit Fei Kexiang's body, a ghost suddenly appeared, with five fingers into claws, violently blocking Wei Xiaowei's punch, and clamping Wei Xiaowei tightly, and then a punch was thrown, Wei Xiaowei stretched out his hand to resist, but he was still knocked away by a punch, and the opponent's cultivation was not low!