Liu Fu stood in the ruins of the competition platform, quite an invincible lonely appearance, but he knew that he seemed to have won this battle, but he had paid too much. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

His brows furrowed, originally thinking that as long as he showed the dual elements, he would be able to win the game steadily.

That's exactly what happened, but at the last moment, he was almost saved by Mo Xuechen.

Thinking of this, Liu Fu felt a lot of pain, Mo Xuechen's near-body skills were too strong, under the premise that neither of them used a sword, he could still be caught by the other party in one fell swoop at such a fast speed, so he had to use that secret thing.

Damn it!

Using human beads to temper oneself and condense the most essence of the gold element, it blocks a sword that even the fourth- and fifth-order swordsmen usually can't look at, think about it, it's a tyrannical thing!!

I wanted to absorb it myself, but I wasted it like this......

He covered his mouth and coughed up two mouthfuls of blood, and he was extremely weak. The burden of summoning the dual elements of gold and iron is not insignificant, in the history of the swordsmen of the Qiyuan Continent, there has never been a dual-line swordsman, but like himself, the long sword has the iron element and can summon it, and there have been cases where he has an element.

But the swordsman's body is like a balanced Yan Yin, if one more element is contained, it will only produce a violent shock, causing the Yan Yin to shatter in the end!

He flicked his sleeves, his whole expression became a lot colder, and he slowly left the cabinet.

Many of Liu Fu's supporters hugged each other, and for a while, Liu Fu's limelight overshadowed the ink cream and became the first place in the inner temple!

However, Mo Shuang didn't care about this name at all, I heard that this inner temple figure seemed to be the first to come out of Chu Lingkong's mouth, this guy's own big competition has just ended, and I heard that he went to tell stories under the overpass in Holy Spirit City again, and he also made a big profit by taking advantage of the inner temple big competition at this stage, and he was also a top six strong.

Mo Shuang was a little helpless, Chu Lingkong didn't seem to be interested in cultivation at all, and the first time he saw him, he was also making up his own deeds and telling stories.

If you can spend half of your storytelling time on cultivation, it is estimated that she will be a character that is not inferior to Liu Fu Jianxiao, right?

It's really drunk.

On the afternoon of the first battle of the Triwizard War, Mo Shuang went to the inner temple medical hall to visit Mo Xuechen, on the snow-white sheets, Mo Xuechen was looking at the nearest old tree outside the window very comfortably, there were countless ants coming in and out of the tree, he saw Mo Shuang come in, he didn't feel strange at all, but showed a meaningful smile, and said, "Mo Shuang, you come and see the ants under this tree." ”

Mo Shuang was stunned, walked to his bedside, and only heard Mo Xuechen say in a low voice, "Look at this ant nest, isn't it the Holy Spirit Temple, ordinary ants are outer disciples, and ants in forced clothes are ordinary members, and you see, the ants who hug each other are members of the inner temple like us." What do you think this small country says?"

“......”

Mo Shuang waved his hand, "Senior Brother Mo Xuechen, it shows that there is a battle no matter where you are. But what does this have to do with me coming to see you?" his eyes widened with an expression of confusion.

Mo Xuechen smiled bitterly twice and said, "Sure enough, you and I are not the same kind of people. ”

"Of course, if the Qiyuan Continent is all the same kind of people, then what else is there to live?" Mo Shuang rolled his eyes and said, "Look, Senior Brother Mo Xuechen, the precious fruit I sent you. ”

"But I'm already stacked with ...... next to my bed"

"It's okay, it's not bad for me. Mo Shuang put the bunch of grapes in his hand next to Mo Xuechen with a big grin, and immediately breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Thank you Senior Brother Mo Xuechen for helping me find out Liu Fu's truth and truth." ”

"You won't just thank you for this bunch of grapes, right?" Mo Xuechen smiled bitterly, although he didn't go all out to ask for compensation, but you are too insincere, right?

"Of course not. Mo Shuang hurriedly shook his head, "This bunch of grapes was sent to me by the hall master, and it is frozen grapes in the Northern Regions. ”

"What's the difference?"

"It's cool to eat. ”

“......”

Mo Xuechen took a bite, his eyes flashed, and he said with a smile, "It's worthy of frozen grapes, and it actually has the effect of nourishing the body of the ice swordsman." ”

"Then how is Senior Brother Mo Xuechen feeling now, and how much can he play in the big competition tomorrow?" Mo Shuang asked sincerely.

"Although the external injuries have recovered, the internal injuries are really not very easy to recover. Ink Cream, let me ask you, what are your chances of beating me tomorrow?"

Ink Cream was a little embarrassed, "Can you not say it?"

"Can't!"

"Okay, ninety percent sure. After Mo Shuang finished speaking, he began to comfort him, "Senior Brother Mo Xuechen, this is not my trust. ”

"I know. Mo Xuechen half-sat up, moved his arm, and said, "Actually, I don't have much interest in the Juning Xuandan, which is the first place in Dabi, because of my family, I can't take any pills in front of the sword master." So it doesn't hurt to lose to you tomorrow, but I fought with Liu Fu today, although I failed, but I also gained something, and I hope to gain a lot from the battle with you tomorrow. So I have a suggestion. ”

Mo Shuang's heart moved, and he nodded, "Senior brother, please speak." ”

"You and I are both readers, tomorrow I really want to exchange my feelings about the double sword flow, it is better for you and me to use the double sword flow to fight, so that both sides will benefit. ”

Mo Shuang was embarrassed for a while, and said, "Senior Brother Mo Xuechen, my dual sword flow is not perfect, there is a probability of casting, you know, I am only a sixth- or seventh-order swordsman now, right? ”

"That's ......"

Mo Xuechen's face was as usual, and he just sighed slightly, "You are really peculiar, with a sixth- or seventh-order swordsman fighting against a ninth-order swordsman, you will definitely be a rare swordsman genius in my inner hall in a hundred years when you condense the Yanyin." ”

"Senior brother has a good reputation. Ink Frost hugged her fists and said, "But although we can't use the Dual Sword Flow to fight, we can also use pure swordsmanship, what do you think?"

"Not bad, either. Mo Xuechen smiled slightly, "It's really rare for two people who are about to compete here to talk and laugh. ”

Mo Shuang also smiled, "Senior brother is light and light, and I am not a utilitarian person, so I will be so harmonious, if it is replaced by Liu Fu, Wang Ke and other utilitarian people, it will definitely not be like this." ”

"Wang Ke ......"

Mo Xuechen turned his head, his sharp eyes saw that there were dead ants in the ant pile, and they were dragged back into the hole by other ants, his pupils shrank slightly, and he said, "What is the difference between an ant and a swordsman? What is the difference between my match with Liu Fu today and the life-and-death duel with Wang Ke that day? In fact, Liu Fu wanted to kill me, and when I was exhausted, his sword pierced not the shoulder, but the heart, and it can be seen from here that his essence is not as evil as Wang Ke." ”

Ink Frost was silent for a long time, bowing slightly, "Maybe." Why do we swordsmen want to kill people? It's not that others want to kill themselves, and who can say which is right and which is wrong....... But ......"

He changed the topic and said with a loud smile, "Tomorrow's match between me and my senior brother will definitely be an innocent sword contest. ”

"Uh. ”

Mo Xuechen looked at Mo Shuang's face, and after a while, he nodded slightly, "Then tomorrow, let's have an innocent sword competition." ”

After that, the two talked for a long time, and it wasn't until it was close to dusk that Mo Shuang came out of the medical hall, his face was filled with a faint smile, and in the medical hall, Mo Xuechen's face was slightly surprised, thinking of Mo Shuang's suggestion to himself just now, he couldn't help laughing.

"Senior Brother Mo Xuechen's Lingwei Sword has a very hard shell...... Ahem, but it's not a long-term solution, as the saying goes, the best defense is offense, blind defense, just like today, when facing an enemy that is not much different from your strength, the attacking side can obviously take the initiative!"

The analogy of the Ink Shell made him laugh for a moment, and then fell into deep thought.

"The best defense...... It's offense. ”

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that it was very reasonable, although it was very short, but the few superficial words seemed to contain the truth of the swordsman, which made him chew it repeatedly in his heart!

In the end, he slapped the bed board, his face a little firm, "It seems that my previous understanding is indeed a little misunderstood! The defense of the Lingwei Sword is good, so I gradually neglected my own swordsmanship, and instead went to cultivate the physical art hard in order to hide the ability of the Lingwei Sword! I can obviously achieve greater achievements in swordsmanship! Mo Xuechen ...... You ......"

"Wrong!" (To be continued.) )