Whew-

Winds of unknown origin churned over the grounds, and the snow-white chandeliers crumbled and crunched.

Gu Ren covered his chest with one hand and whispered the secular language of the unknown dynasty.

The scarlet realm unfolded in an instant, and the power of the ubiquitous rules twisted into chains, binding Gu Ren and Zhenjun at the same time.

The fierce winds surging from all directions pressed towards the dragon that turned over the river together.

Zhenjun slowly exhaled a breath and landed steadily.

The transparent dragon shape formed by the condensation of the water element, with him as the center, slowly swimming.

In just two seconds, he almost couldn't suppress his battle god instinct.

Like tearing up a blank piece of paper, pick up a knife and swing an axe to break this realm.

But reason told him that his own card master was not long-lasting, and resisting this primary realm that only allowed the use of physical attacks might bring a lot of pressure to the other party.

So he waved the knife and exerted his strength with one arm, shattering the dragon that turned over the river.

A large amount of water elements returned to heaven and earth, enveloping everyone present with freshness and warmth.

At the same time, Gu Ren, who was pale, slowly spit out a mouthful of blood mist and chanted softly.

The enhanced skill [White Mountain Blessing] is activated instantly!

The rugged, chilling snakeskin hunting knife gradually ripples in snow-white.

The silver sword light was like a waterfall flowing crosswise, pulling out a ten-meter-long horseman.

From one end of the field, it rushed straight to Zhenjun's neck.

Seeing this, the audience held their breath.

In just two or three minutes, they have been stunned several times.

The three people who had been defeated by Qi Hongyun before even left the table with a look of disbelief.

Obviously, everyone didn't expect that "Brother Fu", who is usually the most popular in the class but doesn't show much surprise, can have this level.

Even just a few minutes ago, there were people who didn't know and felt sorry for him.

——After the "Immortal Cultivation Equipment PK Competition", the people in the class agreed that Luofu's talent was only slightly inferior to Qi Hongyun, and there was a high probability that he would be able to get the Daughter of the Sea.

It's a pity that this dark horse seems to be "out of luck".

There is obviously such a wide safety area, but he stepped on Qi Hongyun's thunder.

However, as soon as the game began, Zhenjun used a fast and ruthless whip to draw out the fact that it was stronger and which was weaker.

Gu Ren, who was still in a string of three not long ago, was like a little chicken with no ability to resist in his hands.

Strengthened skills can't withstand the innate divine power, and the [God Hunter] trait can be cleared and dodged at any time.

Qi Hongyun searched his intestines and scraped his stomach, and finally in despair, he caught the slightest chance of turning defeat into victory.

- Duel Realm!

He didn't believe that Gu Ren, who was physically strong and could suppress the demons of the White Mountain with his body, would lose to the elegant "white-faced scholar" and "young Taoist" on the opposite side in a hand-to-hand duel.

It turns out that a strong sense of luck can make people forget what happened not so long ago.

For example, Qi Hongyun has now forgotten the lesson of the whip.

But after all, he has been famous for a long time, and a little self-confidence makes everyone feel that things may turn around.

Even Dong Niannian and Zhuge Yi, who were particularly confident in Luofu, couldn't help but sigh.

So, everyone held their breath.

I didn't blink my eyes, for fear that I would miss some wonderful moments.

And then......

Buzz –

The three-pointed knife and the snakeskin hunting knife collided with the cold edge, and the entire field stirred up the soft groan of weapons colliding.

"Hmm..."

The divine power of the axe to split Meishan struck violently.

Gu Ren couldn't resist, and with a "click", his bones shattered.

The whole body fell downward, almost touching the ground.

But on closer inspection, his two calves seemed to be rooted and firmly on the ground.

- This is called Siping Dama style, which is extremely testing the power of the lower plate, used in actual combat, and can maintain the center of gravity of the body.

As the saying goes, power starts from the ground.

If the support points continue, there is still a chance to turn defeat into victory.

From this subconscious self-help reaction, it can be seen that Gu Ren does have extremely good practical skills.

Facing such an opponent, Zhenjun also had a smile on his face.

So I continued to exert my strength.

Gu Ren's chest was stuffy, and strands of black blood flowed from the seven orifices.

There was another stream of heat, which was pressed in his throat by him.

He had a gut feeling:

As long as this mouthful of blood spurts out, the flesh will be directly shattered right now.

So, he desperately held back this breath, got up somersaultly, and got close to Zhenjun.

In an instant, the sword light flew like snowflakes.

Furious and delicate, rough and gorgeous, all in one.

Countless dazzling sword flowers bloomed on both sides of Zhenjun's neck.

Zhenjun didn't care, and held the front end of the black scale rod with one hand, blocking left and right, clanging.

The force of the shock is stacked on top of each other.

Every time the cold front collided, Gu Ren's face became ugly.

In the end, I could barely hold back that breath, and the green tendons burst out inch by inch.

But he knows very well that his own card master can't afford to lose.

You can only squeeze your strength out of the cracks in your bones and rush towards this enemy that you can't defeat at all.

Between the sword lights, Zhenjun took out a gap and glanced at Luo Fu, both of whom saw the appreciation on the other party's face.

There was a tacit consensus that we would not continue to play this torturous game.

So, in the next moment, Zhenjun exerted his peak blade control.

With one hand shaking the knife, Gu Ren was knocked back.

Holding the axe in one hand, he took advantage of the other party's gap and swung it suddenly.

The bright axe is in full bloom.

Gu Ren rushed forward and stopped.

He slowly lowered his head to look at the exaggerated wound that stretched from his left shoulder blade to his right waist.

The left hand is slightly loosened, and a handful of special lime flies without wind.

It is his last ability in the current stage: [White Mountain Lime].

When it spreads during battle, it can cause the opponent to fall into negative states such as [Itching] and [Burning].

Obviously, Qi Hongyun also took into account the possibility of unfavorable melee combat, and kept his back hand in advance.

Always ready to raise this handful of lime into the eyes of the true monarch.

It's just that I didn't find a chance.

Of course, even if he did, he might steal chickens and rice.

Wow –

The duel realm dispersed like a tidal wave, and Gu Ren bowed to Zhenjun from afar, and he couldn't hold back that breath anymore.

As a mouthful of blood spurted out, his body instantly cracked, and turned into a little fluorescent, flying back to Qi Hongyun's eyebrows.

One second...... Two seconds...... Three-second ......

After ten seconds of silence, the audience burst into flames.

Dozens of reporters and self-media people who came in instinctively pressed the shutter, and their eyes were full of excitement to seize the hot spot.

I have forgotten that my equipment has just been blown up by some master.

"End...... It's over......"

On the battlefield, Qi Hongyun's face turned pale, and his frightened gaze swept around the audience.

I just felt that everyone was pointing at me, and the pressure of the sky was collapsing and his heart was missing half a beat.

At this moment, someone suddenly tapped him on the shoulder.

Under the loss of his mind, Qi Hongyun almost didn't sit on the ground.

When he saw the person clearly, his eyes suddenly burst with inspiration, as if he had grabbed a life-saving straw, he grabbed the other party's forearm and stumbled: "Two... Second uncle, I lost. ”

"Don't worry, the second uncle won't tell the old man."

The short middle-aged man who followed behind him quietly took off Qi Hongyun's hand, and his face was always smiling.