The magician was not disappointed at all when he saw this, originally he didn't plan to solve Zhou Tong with one move, but now he saw that his magic actually made the opponent's flying sword half-disabled, and it would no longer be useful for a while, so it can be said that he successfully cut off a big help from the other party, which can be regarded as a big step towards victory.

Before the magician could be happy for long, Zhou Tong moved, resolutely gave up the control of the flying sword, jumped in front of the magician in a few big steps, and slashed with a swing of the sword. The magician was taken aback, there was no defense, and the next magic was not ready, and it was impossible for anyone to turn a blind eye to such a sword.

Although the magician was not flustered, he knew that Zhou Tong was going to come to that set again, so he simply ignored it, closed his eyes to protect his vision, and accelerated the chanting of magic, just waiting for the preparation to give Zhou Tong a 'fatal' blow. Again, to everyone's surprise, the lime powder did not appear, only a scream from the magician.

It turned out that the broadsword in Zhou Tong's hand was real, and it was no longer a thick paper fake, and at the moment when the big sword was close to the magician, Zhou Tong flipped his wrist to avoid the contact between the blade and the other party, and instead used the sword body to shoot horizontally, directly pumping the magician away and falling straight into the ring. Zhou Tong won again, laughed and patted his broadsword and said to show off: "How about it? This sword is good, right? ”

At this time, Ouyang Feng also understood Hawke's evaluation of Zhou Tong before, this Zhou Tong seemed to be in a bad shape, but he really said to Hawke, the overall situation and the grasp of the timing were very in place.

Just now, after blocking the opponent's magic with one blow, Zhou Tong stopped preparing the spell, which seemed to be a bit conservative. Delay warplanes. But if you think about it, you will understand. If you attack at that time, although you can close the distance between you and the opponent, you can't make a move at all, you can only defend passively, and at such a close distance, it is almost impossible to dodge or resist the magician's magic, and the result is unknown. It's better to lose both. Zhou Tong won the victory with his real skills this time, and Hongsheng and Qingfeng and others finally raised their eyebrows and could raise their heads and be people.

Mingyue asked Delia and Banbi very curiously: "How many of those big swords does Zhou Tong have? Delia glanced at Bambi, and they both shook their heads in unison.

Bambi said with some embarrassment: "I helped a lot when Brother Zhou made those big swords, but then after he figured out how to do it, he went to a professional blacksmith to help, I don't know how much, but I know that he didn't buy less lime powder some time ago." ”

Qingfeng was stunned and asked, "How much lime powder did you buy?"

Delia thought for a moment and said, "I bought this one for him from the guild's shop, and it is about three or four thousand years ago." Everyone gasped when they heard this. Three or four thousand catties of lime powder, how many fake swords do you have to fill.

Ouyang Feng walked into the ring with a smile. smiled and gave Zhou Tong a thumbs up and said, "Awesome." ”

Zhou Tong smiled, squeezed his eyebrows and said: "If your strength is not enough, you have to think of some crooked ways, otherwise you will be killed sooner or later if you don't have a backhand." ”

Ouyang Feng lowered his voice and said, "Give me some of your medicinal powder that can interfere with your divine consciousness in a moment, and I will also study it." ”

Zhou Tong was a little surprised at first, surprised that Ouyang Feng actually knew that he had added something to the lime powder, and then nodded and said, "No problem, but I have to give money, that thing is so expensive, I almost went bankrupt." ”

Ouyang Feng pursed his lips and said, "Stingy, okay, don't worry, I won't lose you." ”

The two muttered in the ring for a while, and no one took the initiative to come on stage again, so Ouyang Feng asked loudly to the young people in the Holy City under the stage: "Who else? Hurry up, if there is no one, the competition will be over." At this time, Zhou Tong put the big sword into the storage bracelet, holding the flying sword in his hand, waving it boringly, as if he was showing off, and as if he was comprehending something, anyway, it looked very arrogant.

Just when Ouyang Feng was about to let Qingfeng come up and kick Zhou Tong down, and then quickly end the competition, a young man dressed in white and elegant manners strode into the ring, smiled faintly and said, "Let's come." ”

Ouyang Feng glanced at the other party, nodded slightly, and then whispered to Zhou Tong, "You can be careful." ”

Zhou Tong glanced at his opponent and asked with some anxiety: "What's the matter?"

Ouyang Feng shrugged his shoulders and said, "How do I know, but this thing is dressed like this, it looks like it is very powerful, don't ordinary masters like to wear white." ”

Zhou Tong was speechless, full of black lines. The young man who came to the stage this time behaved elegantly, his demeanor was calm and calm, and his appearance was quite good, he didn't have to have a white face that was not bad before he broke his appearance, and in the face of Zhou Tong, a scumbag, he was also able to maintain a peaceful attitude, and said politely and politely: "Your Excellency should be called Zhou Tong, right?" I am Frank Lampard of the Weiqing family, and I would like to ask your Excellency for guidance. With that, he stretched out his hand and made a gesture of please, signaling that it was time to begin.

Zhou Tong didn't do it immediately, looked the other party up and down for a while, and said in a surprising voice: "That, Lampard, right, I want to ask, you wear white to compete, you are not afraid of getting dirty? ”

After listening to Zhou Tong's words, everyone was full of black lines, and this product was not divided into occasions, but they actually discussed the color choice of clothing with their opponents in the ring.

The elegant young man still maintained a smile on his face, and thanked him with a little gratitude: "Thank you for the reminder, I will consider your proposal, but before that, can we start?"

Zhou Tong saw that the opponent was indifferent to his own attack speed, and he was also faintly nervous, to be honest, in terms of strength and cultivation, he was still slightly inferior to these guys in the Holy City, the reason why he was able to win in the first few games was all due to his intrigue and tricks, and now when he encountered such an opponent, Ouyang Feng had to be more cautious.

Before Zhou Tong could say anything, he heard a hysterical scream from the audience, and everyone turned their heads to look, only to see Zhan Tianhu standing with a red face, his eyes a little dull. Seeing this, Ouyang Feng thought that something had happened to Zhan Tianhu after he was poisoned, or that the poison in his body was not completely clear, or that it had mutated or something, so he hurriedly ran over, grabbed Zhan Tianhu's arm to check, and asked the others next to him: "What's wrong with him?"

Gail gloated and said: "He's fine, don't worry, it's just that I can't stand the stimulation after hearing some things, and I'll be fine for a while." ”

The little girl jumped to Ouyang Feng's side and told the story It turned out that after Zhan Tianhu woke up, she learned that the big sword she gave away turned out to be the frost-covered sword, one of the legendary top ten divine soldiers, and she was immediately stupid, and she was stunned for a while, as if she had figured out something, so she let out an unexpected exclamation, and then, and then it was the scene just now.

Ouyang Feng didn't know about the frost covered sword yet, but now after listening to the little girl's words, he said with a distressed face: "Damn, this is a big loss." ”

Zhan Tianhu finally came to his senses, ignoring the concern or comfort of the others around him, and looked in the direction of those young people in the Holy City with a pair of round eyes and said, "No, I have to get the frost sword back." ”

Hongshang said helplessly: "It's been sent, are you really kind to ask for it back?"

Zhan Tianhu said as a matter of course: "Of course, Zhou Tong's kid can use lime powder, and it makes sense that I want to send back what I want to send out." ”

Ouyang Feng rolled his eyes wildly and said, "It's over, it's over, the tiger is stimulated and stupid, what is this talking about." ”

Zhan Tianhu couldn't care so much, and while everyone was not paying attention, he ran away in a few big steps, and suddenly he got into the crowd of young people in the Holy City, and shouted loudly: "What about the guy who fought with me just now? The one I gave him a sword, come out, I have something to look for you." ”

Hongshang looked at Ouyang Feng worriedly and said, "Nothing will happen, you have to think of a way." Ouyang Feng spread his hands and said, "What can I do, let it be." ”

Then, Ouyang Feng said to Zhou Tong, who was squatting on the edge of the ring watching the excitement: "Don't look at it, let's start quickly." ”

Zhou Tong rubbed his somewhat stiff face with a smile, stood up and took out the big sword from the storage bracelet, and faced the opponent from a distance, the big sword was raised flat, and the sword pointed at the opponent's handsome face and said, "Come on, let me see your true ability." ”

The elegant young man smiled faintly, waved his hand and released a small but not annoying flying sword, bowed his head slightly, and said, "Then I'll make a move." As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and pointed at the flying sword in front of him, and shouted 'Go', and the sickly pale green flying sword turned into a green light and went straight to Zhou Tong.

Zhou Tong was still a little nervous before, but after starting the battle, he calmed down, in the face of the opponent's tentative attack, Zhou Tong threw his left hand forward, threw the flying sword in his hand like a dart, and collided with the opponent's flying sword, after a crisp sound, the two flying swords were one hovering and flew back to their respective masters.

This time, Zhou Tong suffered a little loss, and he finally figured out that the opponent's cultivation should be above him, and the quality of the flying sword should be better, these are all appearances, as for whether the opponent has hidden the cultivation why, he doesn't know, that will only be known if the opponent has a real fight.

After a tentative sword, the elegant young man's heart was settled, and he was about to say something, when he saw Zhou Tong staring behind him with wide eyes, still with that kind of incredulous expression. (To be continued......) R527