Chapter 225: Poor Yuan Xiao

Yuan Xiao had already lost his mind, he had already injected all his sound pattern power and spiritual power into the copper coin, ready to fight Wan Xiao to the death!

Since both of their attacks were moving forward, in just a few breaths, Yuan Xiao's attack had already hit the air wall of Wan Xiao's forces, however, the attack of the two was not the same as the attack in the previous round, which quickly ended in Yuan Xiao's failure, but this time, Wan Xiao's shield seemed to have encountered a small iron tower, and it couldn't be pushed!

Wan Xiao frowned, it stands to reason that his warlock level has also reached the warlock realm, and in the face of this Yuan Xiao's attack, it should be said that he is inferior to him, but the reality is very cruel in front of Wan Xiao, at least with this power energy shield, it is impossible to defeat Yuan Xiao immediately.

Wan Xiao was very puzzled, he had successfully condensed the seed of power! It stands to reason that his own power should be many times stronger than before, so how should this scene in front of him be explained? Wan Xiao looked at Yuan Xiao and fell into deep thought.

At this time, Yuan Xiao, who was facing the gas attack of Wanxiao's forces, could be said to be frantically moving forward, but what Wanxiao had attracted was no longer his own energy, but a little power of heaven and earth, and the power of heaven and earth could be easily resisted by manpower? The answer is obviously no.

"I understand, the shield is sharp, and it can be broken!" Wan Xiao suddenly shouted in a sudden realization, only to see Wan Xiao swing the warlock staff in his hand in the direction of Yuan Xiao, the light gray shield slowly turned into a spear emitting a light gray mist, the spear head of the spear is the sharpest, but the remaining part of the spear shaft looks a little rough, this is also a matter of no way, after all, for Wan Xiao at this time, the power and spiritual power of the sound pattern in the body are not abundant, and it is good to have the appearance of a spear.

At this time, Yuan Xiao didn't know that Wan Xiao's power energy shield had changed its appearance, and he only felt that the original two stalemate shields had retreated a few times, almost not making him fall. After stumbling a few steps, he felt that he had one more thing to support on his big copper coin. I didn't look at it, and once again I took my enlarged copper coin and threw it forward, which was a tragedy. Wan Xiao quickly commanded to use the tip of the spear as the focus point, and with a "click", the spear with condensed power energy quickly pierced into the square hole of the copper coin, and then unabated to break through Yuan Xiao's body protection shield, and was about to pierce into the center of Yuan Xiao's chest.

"The game is over, the young man wins!" A piece of iron that flew from nowhere rushed in, accurately blocking Wan Xiao's pale gray power spear, and bouncing the two away, Wan Xiao, as the main subject, felt the most surprised. Because the energy intensity of the small piece of iron was at least two large strengths higher than his, Chang Qing, who was dressed in a red robe and had a strange language, stepped onto the stage and announced the final result of the game with a smile.

The copper coin in Yuan Xiao's hand has long disappeared, and his face has more fear, dazedness and loss in the past, and his eyes are looking at the sky with empty eyes, so that Wan Xiao looks pitiful, and naturally walks off the stage with a proud face, and slowly walks to the distant spectator seat.

"The next game is a group of three or four competitions, please prepare for the competition, so as not to be sad if you fail!" The referee's voice came, and Wan Xiao was also slightly relieved, fortunately he could recover his strength in this game. After all, they are all top-level disciples, and when it comes to the truth, there shouldn't be too much difference, and there is a possibility that they will fight a protracted battle.

Similar to Wan Xiao's expectations, two strong men with muscles appeared on the stage, and began a wonderful duel between you and me, Wan Xiao naturally watched it unintentionally, just to seize the time to recover his voice print power and spiritual power.

Finally, after about two quarters of an hour, Wan Xiao reopened his eyes and was indeed a little surprised by the scene he saw. Two big men, one was scarred, and the clothes on his upper body were torn and hung on his body, and on the other hand, the strong man on the opposite side just danced the natal instrument in his hand from time to time, and the strong man on the opposite side was defeated and retreated, Wan Xiao used the spiritual power of the very micro realm to look at the two, the strong man who had the upper hand was holding a copper and gold wind stick, and the opponent who was losing and retreating was holding a black guqin in both hands.

Wan Xiao looked at the "wonderful" duel between the two, and already understood the victory of this battle, and estimated that it should be fast, after all, when it comes to this, both of them are great sound masters, and the power of the sound pattern is a level higher than that of them, and the endurance should be more than twice as much as theirs.

The sturdy young man holding the black guqin didn't know if it was a convulsion or something, but he threw the guqin in his hand at the top of his opponent's head when the purple gold wind stick was about to hit his right arm.

Seeing this, the strong man holding the purple gold fine wind stick couldn't help but secretly laugh in his heart, this guy's head is a long stone, right? If you don't smash it on him, but throw it on top of his head, then he will definitely have time to lose the guqin man, and then dispose of the black guqin on the top of his head. So, the purple gold fine wind stick in his hand continued to smash towards the opponent's right arm, breaking one of his arms first!

Sure enough, with just one blow, his purple-gold fine wind stick once again broke through the opponent's body shield and slammed it on the opponent's right arm.

"Ahh A scream came out, and the spectators could hear that the scream was originally intended to be roared, but it was shouted out for no reason, making it really strange for them to listen.

Wan Xiao also opened his mouth wide, and said to himself in surprise.

"How is this a little different from what I thought?" every day

Yes, the situation in the arena was that a stout young man with his left hand on his right arm, apparently broken, but opposite him was a bloodied and confident man with a fine wind stick, and this result made some people cry out unacceptable. Yes, this so-called victory actually belonged to the young man who had been dismissive.

Chang Qing's figure also fell on the stage, and this time he also changed his way of speaking.

"Oh, I'm really embarrassed, the final winner is-Chutian! You better go home and practice, young man. "Anyway, don't forget to mock the defeated people.

"The first Wanxiao boy, have you finished recovering?" Chang Qing's voice echoed throughout the venue, as if he was afraid that Wanxiao would not be able to hear it.

"Of course...... It's not close. Wan Xiao listened to these slightly agitated words, and just wanted to take a mouthful, but the words came to his mouth and swallowed again, if he could have more time, why rush up? Although he has probably recovered, it is also a good choice to adjust his state, and Chang Qing also smiled evil when he heard Wan Xiao's words.

He naturally knew the fancy intestines in Wan Xiao's heart, just now Wan Xiao was still here concentrating and watching the game with great energy, where is the strength that has not yet recovered?

"Okay, then give little brother Wanxiao another time to stick incense, hahahaha!"

There is nothing wrong with the previous words, and the burst of laughter in the back made Wan Xiao feel creepy when he listened, and he didn't think about it so much, Wan Xiao closed his eyes, and said that he was cultivating, but in fact, he raised his mind for a while and adjusted his mood. When the time for a stick of incense came, Wan Xiao slowly opened his eyes.

The steps quickened slightly and walked towards the platform, on the platform was Li Guifang, who had been waiting for a long time, before he looked at Wan Xiao with a smile and said.

"Little brother Wanxiao, you must be merciful, I'm a weak ......" looks shy, not to mention Wanxiao, other men can be moved by the master at a glance.

"You can pull it down, senior sister, you are at least two or three years older than me, and now you are too shameless to come here to pretend to be tender!" Wan Xiao clasped his hands to his chest and mocked without hesitation. There was no mercy in his words, and after listening to Wan Xiao's ridicule, Li Guifang's face suddenly darkened.

"Okay, you really don't understand the rules, don't think that you can win me if you win Yuan Xiao, we are different. ”

"Oh? I'll have to wait and see. Wan Xiao smiled indifferently, his goal had been achieved, and he angered Li Guifang in front of him, and this game was much easier.

"Oh, you two are still talking about it, it's a game, young man and big girl...... Okay, I announce, the game begins!"

Feeling Li Guifang's murderous gaze on him, Chang Qing also announced the start of the game very wisely. ”

At the beginning of the game, Li Guifang on the opposite side suddenly howled loudly, as if he had been treated inhumanely, Wan Xiao didn't care about it, and directly summoned his own Wangu Hammer, and rushed towards Li Guifang with the hammer, his face was cold and hideous, and his style was quite a bit of a force to pull out the mountains and cover the world.

This ferocious operation frightened Li Guifang, who was moaning without illness, and hurriedly took a few steps back, and slowly summoned his natal instrument, a purple flute, but what is quite interesting is that the mouth of the flute is an image of a purple bird with its head high, looking like kissing, as expected, the sound of the flute is still the chirping of a bird.

"Huhuhu-" After blowing less than five notes, Li Guifang removed the flute from his mouth, and quickly gasped for breath, which made Wan Xiao stunned for a while, this is the so-called genius disciple? The attack has not been sent out much, but he has no strength? This is also too funny, right?

However, with Wan Xiao's character, he immediately falsely judged that Li Guifang in front of him might still be pretending, and he was pretending to be very clumsy, and the speed under his feet not only did not decrease, but the strongest heaven-level speed broke out-Ben Lei, but after a few breaths, the distance between the two was not far.

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