Ye Wuwu was stunned.

Even though he was wearing a mask, the other party still recognized his identity, which was not surprising.

Anyway, the other party is also a genius boy in the realm of blowing snow, even if he hides his appearance, it is very simple to distinguish himself from the breath.

What really made Ye Wuwu feel confused was the three words that the other party said.

I throw in the towel.

Ye Wuwu couldn't help but have doubts in his heart.

If you choose to abstain and admit defeat, it is because you have already achieved your goal and do not need to participate in this rather killing game again.

But why did the other party suddenly abstain?

The scene was obviously quiet for a while, and the man in charge of the dealer lowered his head and hid his face at the moment, not knowing what to say.

Ye Wuwu said with some difficulty.

"Why?"

A kind smile suddenly appeared on the face of the white-clothed young man Xuanyuan at this moment, and he said slowly.

"The master once said to me that the grace of the spring should be repaid by a drop of water."

"It is the grace of a drop of water, and the spring reciprocates."

Ye Wuwu interrupted angrily.

Xuanyuan was stunned for a moment, as if recalling the correctness of his words.

Then he nodded, and then continued.

"You invited me to eat a bowl of noodles, I was thinking about how to repay you, but now that I meet you in the competition, then I can't win you."

Immediately after, Xuanyuan opened his mouth quietly, but his voice did not weaken in the slightest.

"Just now, someone pulled me and asked me to shoot directly in the next game, I was still very confused, but after seeing you, I categorically couldn't make a move, they wanted me to kill my benefactor, how could it be."

The young man in white said proudly at the moment.

"Master, his old man always said that I was a fool on the mountain, but I have to tell him now, my Xuanyuan clan is not a fool, benefactor, you must have something very important to participate in, don't worry, I won't cause you trouble."

Although Ye Wuwu was wearing a mask and couldn't see his face clearly, when he heard Xuanyuan's words at this moment, his body trembled involuntarily.

Through the mask, Ye Wuwu's gaze at the other party was a little confused and complicated.

He really wanted to tell the other party that what your master said was true.

You're a big fool!

It's just a matter of recognizing me and abstaining, and it's just a matter of repaying the favor, but.

Why are you saying these things in public?

The face looks nervous and quiet, but why don't you really spread the sound!

Out of the corner of his eye, Ye Wuwu glanced at the dealer man who was in the audience, and when he saw the other party's expression, he sighed and looked at the sky speechlessly.

How can I do this?

He was still careful in his calculations, thinking about earning the remaining Tiankui coins, and estimated that there were tens of thousands.

Buy some pills, wouldn't it be fragrant to bring back a first-class weapon, and it won't be empty-handed.

These things are treasures worth tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of taels on the rivers and lakes, and many times, they can not be bought with money.

Now that's all gone.

There was a hint of complexity in Ye Wuwu's eyes, but then a flash flashed in his mind, he took a deep breath and said in a condensed voice.

"Hit me."

"Huh?" Xuanyuan's face was puzzled and surprised.

"Don't do it, just hit me."

Ye Wuwu patiently persuaded him, and he felt that he could still rescue it.

"This ...... Not good. Xuanyuan's face hesitated.

"Am I not your benefactor? I'll let you hit ...... now No, I'm going to talk to you, okay? ”

Xuanyuan listened to Ye Wuwu's words, and thought hard for a moment in his not smart brain, before nodding quite solemnly.

He finally lifted his qi machine, obviously ready to start.

Ye Wuwu's eyes showed a hint of surprise, but then he also mobilized the qi of his body.

The magnificence of Xuanyuan's true qi can be described as a real snow blowing realm in Ye Wuwu's eyes, although I don't know how it compares with the original Black Lotus, but at least compared to the rest of the people, it is a cut off.

Ye Wuwu frowned and glanced at it a few times, then retracted his gaze.

I don't know if I just had a hallucination, Ye Wuwu always felt that the other party's true qi swimming dragon was like another real swimming dragon, which seemed more agile than the rest of the people's true qi.

However, when he didn't care about these things at the moment, Ye Wuwu no longer hesitated, and snorted lightly, but he was the first to strike.

The Linyuan Sword flickered and was handed out towards the other party.

Although the sword qi was clear and had turned into substance, it seemed to be missing something compared to what Ye Wuwu had used in the past.

Of course, the difference is incomprehensible to most onlookers.

If there is a kendo master here, you will find that although this sword is quite strong, it lacks a bit of sharpness and sharpness.

It's like a bladeless sword, missing that little bit of the tip.

If you look closely, you can see that this sword is simply condensed with true qi and slashed out into sword qi.

As for the sword intent in this sword, there is not the slightest hint of it.

In short, Ye Wuwu released the water.

He only hoped that the Xuanyuan clan would be able to fight back normally, and he would take advantage of the situation to spit out a few mouthfuls of blood and fly out, pretending that life and death were uncertain, and then took the Tiankui coin for the treasure, and left this Yecheng forever.

The Xuanyuan clan really fought back.

His body was full of energy, and at this moment, he was condensed in his fists, and he attacked the sword in Ye Wuwu's hand.

It's just that in his eyes, there was a faint disappointment in his eyes, as if he was very sorry and disappointed for Ye Wuwu's sword.

Ye Wuwu's sword finally slashed into the opponent's fist.

The man under the mask was smiling, as if he could imagine what was going to happen next.

But immediately, Ye Wuwu's eyebrows were a little stunned and stiff.

His mediocre, truly worthless, sword that did not contain a trace of sword intent actually broke through the opponent's fists and slashed straight at the opponent's chest.

It looks majestic, but it is as soft as cotton.

Ye Wuwu was stunned for a moment, and then scolded angrily in his heart.

Damn, this guy is also out of the water.

But then, in Ye Wuwu's gaze, there was a trace of chagrin in the eyes of the white-clothed young man Xuanyuan.

At this moment, for some reason, the other party was desperately venting off the qi around him, and his expression showed a trace of gloom.

Before he had time to think, a roaring sound came from the Linyuan Sword, and Ye Wuwu's eyes trembled slightly.

The strange sound seemed to be heard only by himself.

Ye Wuwu's eyes flashed, and he wanted to put away his sword and retreat.

But a strong force came from the tip of the Linyuan Sword, and then followed the Linyuan Sword, into Ye Wuwu's arm, and then around the body, between the five internal organs.

Ye Wuwu's figure suddenly flew out of dozens of feet uncontrollably, and finally fell to the ground and flew out of the stage.

Maybe the other party had no malicious intent, but Ye Wuwu didn't feel any injuries.

He glanced down at his right hand, which was holding the sword.

The right hand was trembling slightly, not because of any emotion, but simply uncontrollable.

Ye Wuwu's eyes suddenly felt a little dazed, and his gaze looked at Xuanyuan who was still standing on the stage.

The white-clothed young man on the stage looked very angry, but it was not angry Ye Wuwu, but like anger towards himself.

In a trance, Ye Wuwu seemed to see the looming existence in the other party's body.

Like a dragon.

(End of chapter)