Even though he usually pays attention to his cultivation speed, if he really wants to compare with Song Qiyu, it is still much worse.

"You...... Do you think you're serious about fighting me? I'm exhausted. ”

Song Qiyu naturally knew that although Du Ming was tired now, as long as he let him slow down for a while, he would be able to recover immediately.

Sure enough, taking advantage of the time when he stopped to speak, Du Ming quickly mobilized his internal breath and picked up the double hammer and hit Song Qiyu.

Song Qiyu said in her heart, she came just in time, and she would not give the other party a chance.

At the moment when Du Ming's hammer smashed over, Song Qiyu's body was light, and at the moment when Du Ming exerted his strength, he stepped on the hammer under his feet, Du Ming watched Song Qiyu's movements, and was about to hit it with another hammer, but found that he couldn't use his strength.

Turning his head to look over, he found that the red silk that was still wrapped around Song Qiyu's body as a decoration before seemed to have eyes, and wrapped Du Ming's hammer tightly around at this moment.

Song Qiyu watched Du Ming's hand and the hammer be wrapped around the red silk, unable to move anymore, and with the force under his feet, he suddenly shook the tiger's mouth of Du Ming's left hand and kicked the other hammer far away.

One end of the red silk tied Du Ming tightly, and the other end obediently returned to Song Qiyu's hand, pressing Du Ming down at once, and the right hand was restrained behind him, unable to exert force, and even the left hand could only support his body from being overwhelmed.

The people in the audience were all stunned, and after a while, they saw that the red silk entangled Du Ming and couldn't move, and they hadn't even seen Song Qiyu really make a move.

"Ahh Du Ming looked up to the sky and roared angrily, and before the others could react, he used all his strength to shatter all the red silk wrapped around Song Qiyu's body.

The force of the rebound bounced Song Qiyu away at once, but it was only a few steps back, and he didn't fall off the stage like others thought.

"It's flashy, it's rubbish." Li Xinci sneered, but Li Zijun on the side didn't look at it that way, and sure enough, Du Ming ran to pick up his double hammer.

The red silk that had been broken into pieces automatically filled in completely, and turned back into the smooth red silk, which was softly wrapped around Song Qiyu's body, rubbing the other party's cheeks affectionately.

"This ...... What's going on? Not only Li Xinci, who was slapped in the face, but even Du Ming and many people in the audience were stunned by this operation.

"This can't be another artifact, is it?"

"What nonsense? Which spiritual weapon is like Chinese cabbage, you can take whatever you want? ”

But how do you explain this? The ability to self-heal, and that kind of flexibility, is amazing. ”

Song Qiyu stroked the red silk that was still rubbing herself, and smiled clearly, this red silk is also a fire attribute, which is exercised with the fading feathers and her own nine-flavor true fire.

It was still her belt broken for some reason, and it was made on a whim, but I didn't expect her spiritual fire to match this wandering feather to be really so powerful.

"I didn't expect you to have such a treasure."

"It's over."

Hearing the conversation between Song Qiyu and Du Ming, everyone understood that this red silk was really a spiritual weapon.

This is really eccentric, they don't even have a spiritual weapon, how can this Song Qiyu be so lucky? The bronze short sword, such a powerful red silk, why did all the good things happen to her?

After such a encounter, Du Ming naturally would no longer despise Song Qiyu and the fragile red silk in her hand, and as soon as the words fell, he waved the double hammer and hit it.

Song Qiyu dodged the heavy hammer and threw out the red silk to wrap around the hammer in Du Ming's hand, and the red silk on the other side quickly entangled Du Ming's other hammer, so that he could no longer use the weapon.

Du Ming's hammer was thrown off the stage by the psychic red silk, and now he was empty-handed, and he could only use a pair of fists to deal with Song Qiyu.

Song Qiyu didn't spend much effort at all, and directly asked Hongya to tie Du Ming's hands and feet, and threw them below.

Everyone looked at the red silk that threw Du Ming down and returned to Song Qiyu's hand, looked left and right, and won if he knocked someone off the stage.

But they originally thought that Du Ming would be able to stalemate with Song Qiyu for at least a while, but they didn't expect that the other party hadn't made much effort, so they threw Du Ming down with a piece of red silk.

Du Ming didn't have any grievances, when Song Qiyu injured him and quietly sealed his strength, he knew that he would lose.

Got up and patted the ashes on his body, Du Ming hugged his fists at Song Qiyu and said: "It's me who lost, it's also your own ability to have such a spiritual weapon, I'm convinced, and I'll compare it next time." ”

"Good. I'm looking forward to the next competition. ”

After saying that, the two left one after another, and the people who stayed looked at each other, but they really didn't expect it to end like this.

"What the hell is going on, it looks like it's a win, why still feels a little weird."

"I guess it's not enough to enjoy it, wait for tomorrow."

The final competition will only be a superstar once a day, and the rest of the people will have to arrange time for the next competition.

Because there are indeed many people who fail in the re-examination of the phantom array trial, the number of people who generally go to the final test is still a bit small.

After Song Qiyu stepped down, she wanted to look for the man in Tsing Yi first, he always gave her a strange sense of familiarity, but after looking below for a long time, she still didn't find anyone.

It seems that it should go first, Song Qiyu was a little disappointed in her heart, but she was quickly attracted by a child.

"For me?"

The child held a string of sugar gourds and a letter in his hand: "This is what your master asked me to give you, saying that he believes in your performance very much, and that he will leave for a while during this time, and he will come back to you when you get the crown." ”

Song Qiyu held the letter paper, and couldn't laugh or cry: "Leader? Are you so confident in me? ”

Song Qiyu took out the letter written to her by the man in Tsing Yi, and I have to say that people who are good-looking in handwriting are also good-looking, and the reverse should be the same.

The man's handwriting is powerful, upright and generous, indeed very similar to his style, and the letter explains that he will leave Yunmeng for a few days temporarily, and he will come back when he gets the leader.

Really, she is so sure that she will be able to get the crown, and she is not afraid that if she really gets the crown, she will turn her head and forget what she said, causing him to rejoice?

Song Qiyu smiled, but still kept the letter left by the man, she walked to the place where the lot was drawn, picked up one casually, and when she saw the person on it, she couldn't help frowning: "Li Baizhu, it's her?" ”

After defeating Du Shi at that time, Song Qiyu's second opponent was Li Baizhu, and I have to say that if there is an accident, the person who is familiar with you is still your opponent.