Under the cover of the night and the sound of the waves, Wang Dong took Yu Xiaoguo to find four small islands in a row, and the sky was already dark, but there was no trace of Zhong Ling'er and his group. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The two of them drove a small raft to a large desert island, and they did not report any hope, but said that if there was no more discovery on this island, then they would end their way home today.

However, luck often comes when you don't have hope.

In the distance, at the foot of a hill behind a grove of trees, there was a red glow of fire, and it was clear that someone was camping.

Wang Dong asked Yu Xiaoguo to hide in a tree, and he walked through the woods alone, quietly coming to a bush some distance from the camp.

At first glance, Wang Dong was a musician, and found that it was Zhong Ling'er and her followers who were camping around a bonfire, numbering about forty.

Beside the fire, which made a slight popping sound, a young man with a long sword in his arms walked around, yawning from time to time, and was naturally a sentry for the night vigil.

And Zhong Ling'er and the others, who were sleeping in clothes, were sleeping soundly around the fire, and Wang Dong keenly noticed that even when he was sleeping, Zhong Ling'er, who was facing the fire with his back, was holding a magic sword in his hand, and he was very vigilant.

He looked at the terrain around him, quickly determined the route of advance and retreat in his mind, and then suddenly jumped out of the grass, deliberately making a little movement.

"Who is it?" The sentry youth suddenly came to his senses, but as soon as he turned around, before he could pull out his magic sword, a black light flew into his chest.

The young man, who was knocked to the ground by the crossbow arrows, did not die for a while, holding his bloody chest in his hand, staring at the sturdy man who rushed towards the fire with his cloak flying, and hissed: "There are assassins......"

Zhong Ling'er by the fire was the first to wake up, but as soon as she opened her eyes, she saw a figure already rushing to her, a bow and crossbow came out of her hand, and with the sound of whirring wind, it smashed at her head and face.

Swish!

The cold magic sword suddenly unsheathed, a sword light flashed, and the hardwood bow and crossbow broke in response, slamming into the fire, causing a large canopy of sparks to splash, like fireworks bursting violently.

Zhong Ling'er, who rolled away from the fire, was frightened into a cold sweat, she just jumped up, but saw that the burly man who missed the hand moved quickly and flexibly, and two arrows caught up, and his body turned like a spinning top.

Granary!

The crisp and pleasant sound of drawing the sword, like a dragon's groan!

As soon as Zhong Ling'er took a step back, a flying sword light, like a flying immortal outside the sky, was already stabbing at him.

She screamed and her head flashed, and the cold sword blade was close to her ear, and a strand of sideburns that was cut off was directly cut off by the crescent-like sword light.

Before she could catch her breath, the meteor-like sword light flew in again.

She retreated again and again, trying her best to solve the spell, swinging the magic sword that didn't have time to emit a sword light, desperately resisting the fast sword stabbed by the other party!

By this time, her followers had already woken up to find that Zhong Ling'er was being forced backwards by a very fast fellow, and they were either drawing their magic swords or raising their crossbows, ready to see the right time to kill the assassin.

One of them took advantage of the gradually brightening sky to suddenly see Wang Dong's appearance clearly, and shouted loudly: "It's Zhuge Ju!

Everyone was in an uproar, they didn't expect the shrunken turtle in their mouths to come out, and what shocked them even more was that they didn't expect Zhuge Ju's close-range swordsmanship to be so fast!

They had the heart to help the group attack and bring down Zhuge Ju, but Zhuge Ju was chasing and beating Zhong Ling'er, who was retreating, for fear of injuring Zhong Ling'er by mistake, so they were anxious to shout and scold, like a group of ants on a hot pot.

And Zhong Ling'er, who faced Wang Dong's fast sword, was drenched in fragrant sweat, and it was getting more and more difficult to parry, and he saw a glittering, dragon-like long sword, in the hands of "Zhuge Ju", it was simply alive.

A sword on the left, a sword on the right, a sword on the top, a sword on the next, and another sword with a backhand!

The last sword that went empty, the move has not yet been used, and the next sword that follows is already imminent on her, sword after sword, closely connected and wind and rain, simply impeccable.

Wang Dong used the thirteen swords of the thorn shadow that he learned from Xia Junlin, and he had already practiced the thirteen swords of the stabbing shadow, and the blue was better than the blue, after all, he realized that the fast knife was even slashed, and with this foundation, it was extremely easy to practice the fast sword.

In an instant, I only heard the sharp sound of the magic sword breaking the wind, sharp and piercing like a ghost roar, and the sound was endless!

I even saw the continuous sword light like rain, like a silver snake dancing wildly, and conjured up clusters of criss-crossing silver light wheels, a sword was as fast as a sword, forcing Zhong Ling'er to have no time to accumulate spiritual power to release the sword!

Not only that, but she prevented the sword light that stabbed her at the point, but she couldn't take care of the long sword that kept stabbing her arms and legs.

So in less than half a cup of tea, she was already in tattered clothes and covered in blood!

"People often say that Zhuge Ju is as timid as a mouse, he has no real skills, only a broken mouth that brags about his skin, but who would have thought that when he was close, a fast sword was so sharp and unparalleled, even I was difficult to parry, and I didn't even have the strength to fight back. ”

Zhong Ling'er's face was pale, she didn't expect that the other party would not appear, once she appeared, she would sneak attack in this thunderbolt melee method, and restrain her long-range sword power.

Close combat is the weak point of nine out of nine monks, and she is no exception.

So she was anxious, secretly guessing how long she could hold on, thinking hard about how to get rid of the "Zhuge Ju" that was pestering her like a dog's skin plaster, once she pulled away, the other party's fast sword was not to be afraid.

She didn't know that if Wang Dong didn't want to keep her alive for another purpose, with just a magic sword, she only needed to use the sword as a knife to make a quick knife and slash, and she could take her head with one move.

However, as soon as she was so distracted, she was hit by a sword in the hip, she no longer dared to wander, and fought hard against the other party with all her might.

The resonance of the two swords striking each other was sonorous and deafening, rapid and continuous, as fast as a violent wind and rain.

Clusters of silver sparks, in the sword light between the two, were like thunder fruits, suddenly blooming, dazzling.

Just when Zhong Ling'er retreated to the foot of the mountain, feeling that if there were at most three more swords, he would die under the opponent's sword, and he saw that the other party might be excited, and he actually stumbled and fell to the ground!

Zhong Ling'er looked happy, and immediately handed out the long sword, wanting to end up with this crazy man with a fast sword, but saw a sword light, like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter, from the bottom up, as if flying, and stabbed her inner thigh with a sword.

"Ah!" Zhong Ling'er turned over and fell to the ground and rolled out of the distance, and for a while he was covered in injuries and lost too much blood, and the spiritual power in the dantian couldn't be lifted a little.

Wang Dong secretly said that it was almost over, and he retreated, he turned over and jumped up, touched the black stone in his hand and smashed it at the crowd blocking the road, and shouted: "View treasure!"

Magic weapon???

The shouting crowd subconsciously dodged.

Zhong Ling'er was stunned, and she didn't react.

However, when everyone came back to their senses and looked at it again, they almost broke their bones!

I saw the cyan cloak fluttering behind him, and the bat-like "Zhuge Ju", although he was limping and running away was extremely ugly, but he still jumped into the woods like a rabbit at a speed that others couldn't catch up, and his body shook for a few moments and disappeared.

Although the person was gone, an angry curse came out: "Hey, the horse stumbled at the critical moment, if I hadn't broken my foot, Zhong Ling'er, you would definitely be killed by my sneak attack like Jin Wuxian's end!"

"Jin Wuxian was killed by his sneak attack?!" Zhong Ling'er sat on the ground paralyzed, looking very shocked, and nodded secretly the next moment.

"In close combat, I am not the opponent of Zhuge Ju's fast sword, Jin Wuxian is naturally even more unable to resist, and it is reasonable to be killed by his sneak attack. ”

Thinking about this, she looked at the group of subordinates who were about to chase after her, and shouted weakly: "Stop, Zhuge Ju is cunning and good at sneak attacks, his fast sword is too powerful at close range, don't take risks, let him go." ”

After this battle, Zhong Ling'er, who has always been arrogant, faced up to Zhuge Ju, who had always been despised by her as a cowardly bastard.

As everyone knows, the real Zhuge Ju has long been squatting on the Nai He Bridge to sell soybeans, and this Zhuge Ju is an impostor.

After a group of people calmed down, they all felt afraid, Zhuge Ju's close-quarters fast sword was too powerful, coupled with the insidious cunning, once they chased into the woods, in the case of the power of the sword and crossbow arrows was greatly reduced, they couldn't tell who would die and who would live.

At this point, the assassination storm is over.

However, although Zhuge Ju attempted to assassinate, Zhong Ling'er and the others were in a state of first-level combat readiness at all times since the day of the fight, and even slept with one eye open, and the number of people who kept watch at night directly increased to twenty.

They are always on guard against Zhuge Ju's attack again.

However, Zhuge Ju, who played an assassination, was like a flash in the pan and disappeared again.

......

A deserted island, a cliff near the sea, there is nothing unusual to see from the outside.

However, the inside of the cliff is hollow, and there is an artificial cave.

The early morning sunlight filtered through several vents in the rock face, creating several pale golden beams of light in the cavern where people were talking softly.

Yu Xiaoguo sat beside Wang Dong and said softly: "Senior, the competition will be over in two days, and we can leave the Ten Thousand Beasts Sea." ”

Wang Dong smiled slightly, "What's the matter, are you in a hurry to get out?"

Yu Xiaoguo shook his head, his eyes were a little melancholy, and after a little silence, he changed the topic, "Your cultivation must have made great progress, right?"

"Hmm. Wang Dong nodded, his gaze a little distracted as he looked at the rock wall.

The massive amount of low-grade meat pills that he had gotten before and after, and all the low-grade spirit grasses that had been more than two years old, were all absorbed by him.

To this day, he had been beaten to nothing, and the mana at the peak of the early stage of the foundation building realm had finally been cultivated, and it had reached a higher level, and the original yin and yang mana had been reversed into the void mana that could transform the five elements.

This was a good thing, but looking back, he couldn't help but sigh with emotion, remembering the desolate and helpless scenes when he had just been exiled to the South China Sea.

"What are you thinking?" Seeing Wang Dong in a daze, Yu Xiaoguo gently pushed him.

"Oh, I remembered some old things. ”

Wang Dong shook his head with a faint smile, and then took out an old and yellowed animal skin, which was the strange chart he and Yu Xiaoguo had found from Liu Song.

"Has there been any progress?" Yu Xiaoguo's eyes lit up.

Wang Dong pointed to the eagle's beak-shaped island pattern on the chart, and said, "I have been paying attention to it, but I have never found any small island in the Sea of Ten Thousand Beasts, which is similar to the island depicted in the sea chart. ”

"Oh. Yu Xiaoguo was a little disappointed, and suddenly made a bold guess: "Maybe the island in the sea chart is not in the Sea of Ten Thousand Beasts." ”

"Makes sense. ”

Wang Dong nodded, and decisively put away the chart, and couldn't find a clue for a while, so let's talk about it later, he won't force it to bother if he has no fate.

After he put away the charts, he focused on the end of the competition.

When he first entered the competition, he passed the test from under the noses of Ye Suiliang and others.

And when he came out of the big battle two days later, he would have to experience danger again, and whether he would be able to survive safely again? No one could have predicted in advance.

He couldn't be a prophet, but he never believed in luck, only that the more effort he put in, the more likely he was to succeed, and of course, the courage to take risks and the ability to adapt to change.

Therefore, he eliminated all distractions, sorted out the things he had done over and over again from beginning to end, and tried to find out the possible loopholes in advance.

Time passed quietly, and two more days passed in the blink of an eye, and it was finally the morning when the rookie tournament was over and the survivors could play.

Through the vents in the rock wall, I saw that the sky outside was full of gray clouds, but there was no rain, it was obviously a dull and oppressive cloudy day, and perhaps there would be a thunderstorm in the next few days.

Wang Dong stood up and said, "It's almost time, let's go out." ”