With the end of the Tiger Xiaoxiao competition, the first round of the competition has been completely decided. After the redraw, the second round was immediately followed.

In this round, Xin Mu faced an opponent with a quenched sevenfold body, he didn't know the latter, but the latter knew that it was him, "Yo! Isn't this a 'super genius'?" The latter turned the "super genius" seven or eight times, and looked at Xin Mu with his arms in contempt.

Xin Mu clenched his fists with both hands, "I've seen Senior Brother!"

"I said scrap wood! Do you roll by yourself, or do you want Lao Tzu to do it!"

"Ha Luha!" Xin Mu smiled, "I want to trouble Senior Brother to give me a ride!"

"I don't know what to die!" the other party scolded, brandishing a big knife and cutting it off on the head. Xin Mu didn't block it, the big knife in his hand turned into a blue and white knife shadow, and slashed back, not fancy, just a simple move to chop wood, but quickly, very quickly, he was one step ahead of the opponent who shot first.

The opponent scolded secretly, and the knife was blocked, "Dang!" sparks flew everywhere. Xin Mu's eyes widened, his subordinates did not stop, and the green-backed knife was quickly slashed out, fast, ruthless and concise, using the lowest wood-splitting knife method.

"Dangdang Dang!" The sound of the knife suddenly stopped, and a knife with a blue spine and white blade stopped at the neck of a person, and the face on the neck twitched slightly, giving birth to a sense of surprise, as if he had seen a monster. Is this a woodcutter? This is super waste?

Xin Mu slapped his opponent's face with a knife, "Senior Brother Xie send it off!" The opponent's surprise did not make Xin Mu proud, because the competition had just begun, and the goal was still far away.

The other games also decided the winners, the most beautiful were Ye Fei, Hu Bo and Liu Yun, like the first game, the three of them went to the arena and won, because the opponent directly gave up the competition. The disciples who went to watch were all disappointed and felt very unpleasant.

After two rounds of competition, most of the parallel goods were eliminated, the top 16 were freshly baked, and the next third round of competition was to determine the top eight, and the real battle began.

When Xin Mu walked to the arena of this round, he was stunned, there was a big difference between this and the previous two, that is, there were many people on the sidelines. It's just that they didn't come to see Xin Mu, but to see Xin Mu's opponent, Xin Mu's opponent is Song Shi, the second seed player of Yinhutang, strong and strong, infinitely powerful, fierce and ruthless, and his cultivation has reached the completion of training, using a hundred-pound stone crushing knife, and has the strength to compete for the top four in this door competition.

Xin Mu pushed through the crowd, squeezed in, and walked into the middle of the field.

Everyone was stunned, all dumbfounded, "What is he doing in there?"

"Is this shit crazy! What is he doing in there?"

"Rubbish, get down!" scolded.

Xin Mu pretended not to hear, held the knife in both hands, and bowed down, "Hello senior brother!" Song Shi glared, "Get out of the way!"

Xin Mu spread his hands, "I'm not here to make trouble, I'm here to fight!"

"What?" It wasn't just Song Shi who was surprised, everyone present almost dropped their jaws, how could this super waste come to this point? Entering the top 16! Did he take shit luck! It's really unreasonable! Fuck it! But this waste shit is shipped to this end, Song Shi will tell him that Menbi relies on strength.

"Senior Brother Song, shall we start?" Xin Mu looked up at the other party. Song Shi held his head high, looked at Xin Mu with his nostrils, and said, "Waste! Don't say that I bullied you, I'll let you make three moves!"

"Then thank you!" Xin Mu said as he spoke, moving quickly under his feet, the big knife in his hand had already attacked at the same time, slashing at Song Shi with his head and face, he decided to strike first and choose the opportunity to win.

Song Shi gritted his teeth and smiled contemptuously, in the face of a super waste, he felt that if he used a successful force, he would fail, holding the knife in one hand and blocking it horizontally.

"When!" the two knives, one large and one small, collided together, making a loud noise, and a loud roar was heard. As soon as the hundred-pound big knife sank, Song Shi's complexion changed, and he felt that his hand was slightly numb, and he couldn't hold his knife a little, "This kid seems to be thin, but his strength is not trivial, and it seems to be the strength of the ninefold body." ”

Xin Mu didn't give Song Shi too much opportunity to think, the green back knife in his hand, slashing wildly, like a storm, endless, leaving no gaps, following step by step, the knife was pressing, without the slightest stop, with the whirring wind, leaving a full of blue and white light and shadow, locking the opponent, leaving no chance to counterattack.

The eyes of the people watching the battle on the sidelines widened wider and wider, and they admired in amazement, "Isn't this a serial knife?"

"Seems to be!"

"How can it be so powerful?" Everyone looked at Xin Mu's ordinary first-class martial art "Serial Knife", making it so skillful, so continuous, and so impressive, and they couldn't help but sigh in their hearts, this waste is not simple! It seems that his entry into the top 16 is not entirely due to luck, but still has a little bit of strength.

After all, Song Shi is a strong player in the cultivation of physical strength, although he has not yet stepped into the realm of practicing qi, but he has established a certain degree of self-confidence, I saw him retreating, while dancing the 100-pound gravel knife in his hand impenetrable, and steadily blocking Xin Mu's crazy attack.

"Jingle bell-" The sound of the impact is incessant, without a second of rest, piercing the eardrums and making people maddened. Just when people were bored with this mad dog-like play, suddenly the sound of the two knives intersecting stopped abruptly, the wind stopped, and the rain stopped. "Huhuhu!" Song Shi also mechanically waved the big knife in his hand up and down a few times, and suddenly noticed that the other party had stopped attacking, and he was about to counterattack when he raised his knife.

"Stop!" Xin Mu shouted with his palm raised. Song Shi was stunned for a moment, not understanding what tricks he was going to play. Xin Mu smiled and pointed to Song Shi's feet.

Song Shi glanced down and was dumbfounded, his big feet had already left the range of the competition and stayed outside the bounds of this competition arena.

Xin Mu clasped his hands into fists and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Song, concede!"

"Ahh

"So simply split the winner and loser?"

Song Shi stomped his foot, waved his big hand, and shouted, "This doesn't count! You cheat! We fought again." He couldn't accept this result, and in the face of super waste, he didn't even use a move, and he was defeated, which is simply a great shame!

"Shhhhh Xin Mu turned around and left, waving his hand, "Then I won't accompany you!

The onlookers dodged out of the way, allowing Xin Mu to walk out.

"This waste has won!" they whispered as they watched Xin Mu walk away.

"He actually made it to the quarterfinals!"

"He's getting stronger!"

"There's a good show!"