Thousand Mountains finally caught up with Lonely Clouds – which was also a popular title, just not as popular.

Gu Yun's weapon is a demon soldier, and Qian Shan can recognize it at a glance, but he hasn't seen the specific level yet.

His opponent, Wei Zifeng, wielded a long knife and looked like a wizard, but at the lowest level.

"Guyun, come on, we support you!"

"Guyun, I love you!"

"Lone Cloud, come on! Lone Cloud, come on! Champion, champion is yours! “

The performance of the Lone Ranger on the stage is not very good, the fans are crazy, the beauties stand on the stage and shout in rows, which is very eye-catching, compared to Wei Zifeng, although there are many supporters, but compared to the Lone Ranger, it is still very far away.

"Kill!" Wei Zifeng couldn't help but pick up a knife first, rushed out directly from the afterimage, and hit Gu Yun's head like a bolt of lightning.

It is from this move that Qianshan can see that Wei Zifeng's foundation is very solid, this knife is in the middle, and it is also novel, and on the basis of innovation in the middle, Wei Zifeng can be said to be a genius and the best talent.

Facing the severed blade, Lone Cloud was not at all worried, silently watching the blade fall towards him until he stood in front of him.

In a flash, Gu Yun's sword blade was already under Wei Zifeng's wrist, if Wei Zifeng continued to slash at Gu Yun, he would definitely be pierced through his wrist by Gu Yun's sword, wiping off his right hand holding the knife.

"It's too fast!" Qianshan only saw a blur, Lone Cloud came out of the sword faster than anyone his age, and even a single-word sword was nowhere near as fast as Lone Cloud's, even though it was already very fast.

Lone Cloud could still see a vague shadow, while others, not even a vague shadow could be seen.

They only saw that Gu Yun's sword was gone, and when it reappeared, it was pointing at Wei's wrist.

In order to avoid injury, Wei Zifeng was forced to withdraw his knife, he was used to using the knife in his right hand, once his right hand was stabbed or useless, his combat power could be directly removed by 50%, his strength was not much better than Gu Yun, plus 50%, he simply admitted defeat.

Wei Zifeng withdrew his sword, and Gu Yun rushed up like a shadow with the sword he had withdrawn.

Wei Zifeng was stunned, it was his weakest defensive ability at this time that made Gu Yun rush over, he could really die.

But now that he couldn't think of anything, a cold light flashed, followed by a lonely cloud, and the sword had shrunk out of its scabbard.

"You've won!" Wei Guo held out his thumb until a bloody streak appeared on his neck that had been cut by the sword.

died, it was just a move, but Wei Zifeng was the first to make a move, and he was killed by Gu Yun.

Strength, this is the gap in strength, Guyun can get the support of so many people, it is not the prodigal son who turns back, it is the real strength.

The cheerleaders were overjoyed, the pretty girls were singing and dancing and cheering, while his supporters cheered as if they had won the championship.

Qianshan then continued to observe the others, and soon half an hour passed, and Qianshan was teleported to the boxing ring, opposite a knife-wielding martial arts student named Zhou Junsheng, using a thick dagger that was obviously a third-rate marksman.

He was the son of a large family, otherwise he wouldn't have a third-level wizard at his age.

"Are you a thousand mountains? It doesn't seem to be good, you do it first, or I'll chop you up! Zhou Hongyi looked at Qianshan and found that he didn't have three heads and six arms, and his face suddenly showed an impatient expression, he pointed at Qianshan with a blade and ordered.

Starting from this tone, Qianshan decided that this week Junsheng must be a big young master, and the people who usually command are used to commanding.

"Just because you have a third level?" Qianshan sneered, in his current state, the third order could not hurt him at all, if he continued to train, his body would become stronger and stronger, and one day the third order would be powerless against him.

He hated Zhou Junsheng's idle style, and when he saw Zhou Junsheng today, he decided not to do it.

"Just because I have a third order, whatever, three orders in a row!" Zhou Junsheng saw that Qianshan did not automatically admit defeat, and directly swung his knife to slash at Sang Lai, and the blade suddenly turned into three knives, true or false, Qianshan slashed towards the upper body.

It is an advanced fighting skill with illusion, and ordinary people can't tell the truth of the three shadows at all, but Qianshan is different, his newly condensed star eyes have the ability to see through illusions, and the three ghosts in his eyes are completely clear about the truth and falsehood.

Chiyama took a step forward and leaned sideways, letting the two blades slash into his body, making the audience feel that he was sent home to commit suicide, but, the jaw-dropping moment came, the scratched Chiyama was fine, but the blade that hit him was gone.

Fake!

The audience, mainly college students and practitioners, did not know if the knife was real or fake, but judging by Chiyama's behavior, what they were dodging was a fake one, hacking into his body twice, with a confusing shadow.

They applauded enthusiastically and offered moral support to Chiyama, although they did not know how he avoided them.

"How do you know?" Zhou Junsheng was surprised, what he used just now was the family secret battle skill, it was the magic shadow sword, it had always been something that the family could learn, he was qualified to learn it, but he didn't have enough time to wait a few years to teach him, so he learned three skills in advance.

He is a spellcaster, but once the Shadow Sword is cast, he can't tell if it's real or not, but he knows it, because he remembers where he cast it, so he can't tell it from the outside, but by its location he can know what is real.

After the trick was broken, Zhou Junsheng was very angry. He had hoped to make it to the final with these three tricks, but before the end of the preliminaries, someone could see through his magic knife.

No, we must defeat him!

Zhou Junsheng made up his mind, and he learned three moves from the Shadow Knife, and then two more moves.

"Rain God Sword!" Zhou gritted his teeth and waved the dagger in his hand quickly, flying like a snowflake.

Crowd attacks and powerful group attacks, Qianshan was instantly enveloped by a knife, as if to be dismembered by a tangled blade.

When Chiyama reached for the shiny blade, the audience held their breath for his move.

Empty-handed knife entry is a special skill of grabbing a knife with empty hands, which has a good effect, and the hand-eye-body cooperates with the enemy to grab the knife step by step.

Not only that, but also thought so, suddenly with a sneer, the sword light flowed faster, in the dazzling gaze, even the sword body could not be seen clearly, and the conditions for entering the sword body empty-handed did not exist.

Choking!

Suddenly, there was a panic, and he felt as if the sword in his hand had touched a hard shield. With a huge recoil, the sword of the random third-order knight was violently thrown back, and he involuntarily took three steps back before stopping.

Then came the fiery wound, the blood that had cracked and oozed out, staining the hilt of the sword.

On the screen next to the ring, super slow motion begins to play, and to Joshua's disbelief, his knife is struck back, either someone else's fist, or a special punch, or his opponent, Chiyama, a punch that looks powerful.