Until he slowly fell, Mu Hengyue didn't know what was going on, he didn't know why he suddenly felt weak in his limbs, he didn't know why he suddenly felt dizzy, and he didn't know why he fell to the ground on the eve of victory.

However, this kind of doubt did not give him any time to explore at all, he knew that he must have made a mistake somewhere, but what mistake was made nearby, he did not understand, and there was no room and time to make up for it.

The only thing he was sure of was that he had lost his combat effectiveness, and the result of losing combat effectiveness was simple, losing.

A word he didn't want to bear, but had to bear.

He lost, he lost to his opponent, he lost to the opponent he was least willing to lose.

Unwilling, unwilling, but there was no way, the heaviness of his body and the rapid breathing made him realize that it was impossible for him to stand up and fight again.

He fell, just as planned, and fell to the ground with a bang on Ah Er's smile.

Mu Henglin's eyes narrowed, and he said secretly: "It's so powerful." ”

If there was anyone in the audience who could see what had just happened, it was Mu Henglin. The poisonous dragon vine was known for its tenacity, but Ah Er's poisonous dragon vine was easily cut off, Mu Henglin was suspicious, so he carefully investigated, and finally found out some clues.

The moment the poisonous dragon vine was sliced off, white fly ash flew out of the port, which was inconspicuous. It can be said that if you don't observe carefully, you won't find it at all, if it weren't for Mu Henglin's suspicions, I'm afraid that even if you see it, you won't doubt it.

That's right, those powders are the poison hidden in the poison dragon vine, and the real identity of this Ah Er is not a martial artist, but a poison master.

Poisoner is a very special profession, there is no division of strength of ordinary professions, and there is no exact difference, it only depends on whether you are poisonous or not.

Technique, experience, and poison are all indispensable, so the poisoner is one of the most unstable professions, and no one knows how strong he is or how weak he is.

Sometimes a martial artist with rough martial arts skills can also kill him, and sometimes a strong man in the soul melting period will also die because of it.

This is the poisoner, probably the strangest profession in the world, although the number is small, but it is extremely terrifying.

Mu Henglin looked at Ah Er, who was still sneering in the ring, with a solemn face.

In the first game, the Mu family lost, in the second game, the Mu family still lost, and only the third game remained.

A voice like smoke floated in: "Can the Mu family master declare me victorious?"

Mu Zhengping's face was cloudy, but he finally spoke: "We lost this game." ”

The Mu family lost, although they lost to the poisoner, they also lost convincingly. Poisoning in the ring is obviously more difficult than using it normally, and your opponent can poison you in the ring as well as kill you in normal times.

Ah Er stepped out of the ring, and several Mu family disciples immediately went up and carried Mu Hengyue down, at this moment his face was pale, and his whole body was convulsed, as if he was about to die.

Immediately, a doctor came to the doctor, and only then did he take the pulse, his face changed suddenly, and he stared at Ah Er in horror: "It's a five-colored tarantula! The elder has been poisoned by a five-colored tarantula." ”

The air around him instantly froze, and all the eyes that looked at Ah Er carried an irrepressible fear. They haven't seen the power of the poisoner, but as a native of Canglan Country, no one doesn't know the power of the five-colored tarantula.

The five-colored tarantula is not a demon beast, just an ordinary animal, but it is this ordinary animal that has the ability to kill the vast majority of demon beasts.

Why?

There is only one word, poison.

The small five-colored tarantula can use the toxins in the body to poison one demon beast after another, this is its power, legend has it that back then, when the Canglan State was in the country, someone put five-color tarantula venom into the army, and the final result was a million army, a third of the dead, if it wasn't for the commander of the year, I'm afraid there would be more terrifying things happening.

That's the case, the people of Canglan also talk about its color change, and the level of fear is not below the demon beast at all. Such a deadly poison is naturally not easy to extract, and it is necessary to raise tarantulas with their own essence and blood to ensure that they are not poisoned, and this alone discourages many poisoners who yearn for its power.

Obviously, not everyone is willing to give up a lot of things for their dreams, but this Ah Er is a person who will do anything for his dreams.

Not only is he cruel to others, but he is even more ruthless to himself.

If the eyes can be turned into a sharp sword, I am afraid that at this moment Ah Er has been pierced by ten thousand arrows, but unfortunately, the eyes can only be eyes in the end, and they cannot cause substantial damage to the human body, when Ah Er walked out of the ring, everyone subconsciously let go of a passage.

They hate, but they are more afraid.

As much hatred as there is, how much fear there is, hate to the bones, and fear to the bones.

Ah Er enjoyed this gaze very much, as if he was frightened, but at this moment, a voice sounded: "Stay!"

Ah Er raised his head and looked in the direction where the voice came, it was Mu Henglin, and the old man looked at Ah Er with a solemn face.

"What's the matter?" said Ah Er coldly.

"Are you a member of the Tang family in Shuzhong?"

Others don't know the origin of this colorful tarantula venom, but Mu Henglin knows it clearly, he served in that army that was almost wiped out, and saw one comrade after another die because of this tarantula venom, and it was in that unit that he learned about the origin of the colorful tarantula venom, which is the unique poison of the Tang Sect in Shu, and the person who has the ability to refine this poison must be an important member of the Tang Sect.

Hearing this, Ah Er's body was stunned, and he stared at Mu Henglin coldly, "I don't know what you're talking about." ”

"You know. Mu Henglin smiled: "Because you are a member of the Tang Sect in Shu." ”

"I'm not!" The originally cold Ah Er suddenly broke out, and the whole person rushed towards Mu Henglin like lightning, and the Mu family all screamed, you must know that Mu Henglin can't do it.

It happened suddenly, even Mu Zhengping didn't have time to stop it, and seeing that Ah Er was about to rush in front of Mu Henglin, he suddenly poked out a hand from the side.

White hands, skin like milk.

But when Ah Er saw this hand, he was like a ghost, this hand seemed to catch him without accident, no matter how he struggled, he couldn't break free.

"Do you want to die?" he turned his head to see that he was greeted by an expressionless middle-aged man, with short hair, ordinary appearance, subordinate clothes, and no trace of special aura on his body, but such an ordinary person could catch him to death.

"Who is this man?"

Ah Er raised his right hand, and white powder was released from his palm.

"Poisonous!"

Immediately, someone exclaimed, and at the same time, everyone except the middle-aged man retreated far away.

People cherish their lives, maybe a moment of enthusiasm will make people do crazy things, but when they calm down, the rest is a faint fear.

At this moment, everyone was faintly afraid, and they couldn't help but think, if they really rushed forward and really stopped this poisoner, what kind of situation would it be?

Die?

The word pops up in everyone's mind, and it's deeply embedded in it, unshakable.

But the middle-aged man did not die, not only did he not die, not even the slightest change, did not fall, there was no expression of pain, not even the convulsions of his skin.

(Isn't it poison?)

Everyone subconsciously thought so, but when they saw Ah Er's stunned eyes, they subconsciously denied their thoughts, and in this way, there was only one left.

(Isn't he afraid of poison?)

Ah Er naturally couldn't know what everyone was thinking, the only thing he knew was that the powder he spilled was a genuine poisonous powder. Although the toxicity is not as good as the multicolored tarantula venom, it is also a first-class poison, but the middle-aged man in front of him seems to be fine.

It was not for him not to be shocked.

However, in addition to being shocked, he did not forget that he was still in danger, and immediately took out an ink-colored dagger from his waist and stabbed the middle-aged man in the chest.

The middle-aged man frowned slightly, staggered over the dagger, and at the same time grabbed Ah Er's right hand and squeezed it hard. Ah Er only felt that this hand was clamped by iron tongs, and the pain was unbearable.

With a bang, the dagger landed, Ah Er's hand was buckled behind his back, and at the same time, the middle-aged man's voice sounded: "Antidote, bring it." ”

In just four words, his intention has already been explained, which is to force Ah Er to come up with an antidote.

"Don't think!" Ah Er shook his teeth, and wanted to resist, but was kicked in the back of his knee by the middle-aged man and fell to his knees.

"I repeat, the antidote!"

This cold tone was like a blade, stinging Ah Er's skin.

"No!" Ah Er gritted his teeth.

The middle-aged man shook his head, gathered his palms into a knife and was about to chop it down, when he suddenly heard Meng Ruyan shouting: "Stop!"

The palm knife stopped, and it hung less than half an inch above Ah Er's neck, and Ah Er could even feel the cold breath.

"Ah Er, give him the antidote. Dream like smoke said.

Ah Er still wanted to refute, but when he came into contact with the cold eyes of Meng Ruyan, he subconsciously took out a porcelain bottle from his waist and handed it to the middle-aged man with his backhand.

"Take it. ”

The middle-aged man turned out to be a porcelain bottle, and he didn't look at it, but threw it directly to the doctor, who carefully examined it and said, "That's right, it's the antidote." ”

Only then did the middle-aged man let Ah Er go. Cracked mouth smiled, revealing a mouthful of ivory-white teeth.

"Go back, whether you are from the Tang Sect in Shu or not, be careful, I'm afraid there is no place for you to live in Canglan Country. ”

Ah Er was about to go back, when he heard this, his heart trembled, and his body was stunned, if it was normal, he might have erupted at this moment, but in the face of this mysterious middle-aged man, he did not have a trace of an outbreak.

Ah Er is not a fool and knows what to do when and when.

Meng Ruyan stared coldly at the middle-aged man, trying to see through this expressionless face, but the result was disappointing, she couldn't see any clues from this ordinary face at all.

The eyes finally fell on Mu Zhengping.

"Master Mu, let's start the third competition. ”

"Naturally. Mu Zhengping said with a smile, "I don't know who the girl is going to send in this scene." As he spoke, his gaze fell on the last middle-aged man in the crowd on Dream Ruyan's side.

He stood at the end of the crowd, but it seemed to be transparent, he never communicated with the people around him, and no one paid attention to him, if so, it would matter, Mu Zhengping didn't feel his existence at all, just like standing in front of him, it was a lifeless sculpture.

(Who is he?Is he the opponent in the third game?)

Meng Ruyan didn't let Mu Zhengping's doubts last too long, she smiled slightly, and said, "Ah Da, now is your performance time." ”

Once he said this, the people who were originally whispering immediately stopped, subconsciously separated from it, and made way for a passage, and the middle-aged man who was noticed by Mu Zhengping slowly walked into the ring.

It was only at this moment that Mu Zhengping noticed the long sword in his hand, if a piece of bamboo was sharpened and sharpened, it was also a sword, then it was a sword.

Mu Henglin frowned, he could clearly feel the blood and qi condensed on this bamboo sword.

(Looks like I'm going to make a move.) He glanced at the middle-aged man beside him and thought to himself.

But just when he was about to fight, he was stopped by the middle-aged man next to him.

"Leave this one to me. ”