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After a few brief encounters, he was sure of one thing, that is, this opponent was more difficult than he had guessed, in fact, Yuanmu's strategy had slightly exceeded his expectations, because he really couldn't guess that this genius and handsome little monk with the title of the ninth apprentice of Qiguang Academy was fighting so steadily.

It is not tight, the hand is stable and the heart is more stable, and there is a little bit of viciousness hidden in the stability.

For example, Yuan Lai sold two flaws just now, Yuanmu must have seen it, but he didn't pay attention to it at all, but every move of Yuanmu looked normal, but only Yuan Lai, who faced his edge, could appreciate the subtlety, and there were many tricks hidden behind every shot of this monk, it seemed that Yuan Lai had a way to continue the attack no matter how he dealt with him, and those successive attacks were often a little shameless, just like the sudden thorn at the beginning, it was a little unfair, which made Yuan Lai feel a lot of pressure, not only to use enough strength in the moves, but also to pay attention to the mind at all times。

However, this kind of battle will not last, Yuan Lai has begun to become familiar with Yuanmu's style, and he is more and more comfortable in dealing with it, and there are not many high-grade techniques he knows, and they are all rare, which makes Yuanmu's initial tactics fail. So if Yuanmu wants to win, he can't continue on this path, he has to change!

Yuan Lai was also aware of this, so he was even more vigilant.

There was a sudden burst of birdsong in the distance, and out of the corner of Yuan Lai's eyes, he glimpsed that it was a group of migratory birds written in a line on the sky.

It's late autumn and early winter is coming, so this flock of birds should be the last group of migratory birds to migrate south, right?

This thought gently floated to his mind, the autumn was lonely, Yuan Lai occasionally felt lonely and depressed, but it was only a slight moment that he was suddenly startled, he suddenly thought that he was on guard with all his heart and mind, how could he suddenly wander away?

Yuan Lai subconsciously stretched out a hand and touched it lightly in front of his eyes, only to find that the red color was really blood, his own blood.

The corners of his eyes and the position below his eyebrows somehow opened a hole, the wound was not big, but there was a lot of blood flowing out, which looked a little scary, Yuan Lai's heart also sank suddenly, of course this wound is not big, and there is no key harm to him However, this is of great significance, which means that someone diverted his mind when he didn't realize it, and then left a wound in such a critical part as his eye.

Who is it? Of course, there is only Yuanmu on the stage, the ninth disciple of the Thousand Seats.

Yuan Lai found that he still underestimated the other party, maybe he defeated Jin Xi really because the other party was too careless or something, or was this Yuanmu method too weird? In short, a tense sense of oppression caught him!

Because of this strange injury, unguarded injury, Yuan Lai's body trembled, for him, the physical pain does not matter, he can let the doppelganger be beaten into a sieve by water droplets in order to comprehend the sword intent, but the invasion of the soul is the most terrifying, he is the kind of person who will hide his heart in a hard shell, so when his mind was spied on by Master Daolin, he always held a relative rationality, suppressed the complex emotions of excitement and only restrained himself from nostalgia for the beauty in his memory, and then decisively broke through the realm and left。 So when he realized that his mind was invaded, he began to get nervous.

He suddenly wanted to draw his sword, or rather, draw it.

He knew that right under the stage, very close, there was a good knife or a divine sword ready at all times, as long as he wanted to, he could reach out and shout, and then draw the knife to poke this tension into a big hole.

However, reason suppressed this bad emotion, and Yuan Lai suppressed the instinctive reaction of his body, wiped the blood seemingly casually, and then looked at his opponent.

Offstage.

Yoyou raised her head nervously, looking at the sudden scene on the stage, she suddenly felt that the crane in her arms suddenly burned hot, as if it was about to come out, but then it fell silent again, she looked down carefully, and then raised her neck again.

Everyone was watching the battle, and just now, Yuan Mu suddenly raised the jade mallet very slowly and smashed it lightly in the void.

He didn't move, but Yuan Lai, who was more than ten steps away, suddenly trembled, he tilted his head, and then left bright red blood in the corners of his eyes.

Everyone knows that this is an attack, an excellent, sudden attack that hides the fluctuations of the vitality, the target is the opponent's eyes, I have to say, this target position is extremely important, and it is also extremely ruthless.

If Yuan Lai hadn't suddenly realized that something was wrong and turned his head and dodged most of the attack, then his eyes would have been hit hard.

It may not be able to be recovered.

"Your mind is stronger than I thought, much more. Yuanmu said suddenly, with some frustration on his face, as if he was dissatisfied with the failure of the first blow.

Yuan Lai stared at him coldly, savoring the meaning of his words, the mind, not the divine sense, the first thing Yuan Lai guessed was that his divine consciousness had been invaded in some way, so he lost his mind, but now Yuanmu is talking about the mind.

"The mind and the mind are different, the mind is easy to cultivate, but the mind is difficult to cultivate. Yuanmu seemed to see the opponent's doubts, and actually replied very kindly, "In other words, it can only be the divine consciousness that attacks the divine consciousness, but it is the Tao and the rules that affect the mental consciousness. ”

Yuan Mu grinned, just like a woman, her bewitching face was bewitching, and there was only coldness in Yuan Lai's eyes, and a message:

I'm going to attack to the rules. You...... Ready to get started?

Yuan Mu smiled confidently, because the temptation just now made him understand that this opponent seemed to be not as good as he expected in terms of rules, much better than the worst situation, and the most important thing was that Yuan Lai did not come to the field with the weapon that injured him that day, which made him puzzled at first, but ...... Doubts do not affect the battle.

That's right, Yuanmu is a little afraid of that weapon, not only because of its sharpness, it should indeed be a peerless blade, but there is never a shortage of divine weapons in this world, what is lacking is only the person who can use him, or ...... A sword technique that can fully exert its power.

He was a little worried that Yuan Lai would have the kind of sword technique that could best exert the power of the weapon, so he had been jealous since he came to power, but at this time, he was basically sure that the opponent really did not bring it to the stage, although he did surprise himself in Taoism, but as long as he was higher than the other party in terms of rules, Yuanmu believed that there was no suspense in victory.

And......

He has the most suitable Dharma weapon for his Zen method in his hand, and he doesn't think he will lose.

Not at all.

When his smile passed, he got Yuan Lai's feedback as he wished, and the feedback was very calm, only two words.

"Come on. ”

PS1: It feels like it's been so early in days......

ps2: Every time I knock down the words "no change today", there is always a wonderful sense of guilt.,So I didn't knock it yesterday.。。 (To be continued.) )