"Is anyone still going to challenge the Night Steward?"

"Is anyone still going to challenge the Night Steward?"

"Is anyone still going to challenge the Night Steward?"

Xiao Liuzi shouted three times in a row, but no one responded.

In the dark night, his hands were staggered and his backs were staggered, he was calm, standing on the stage, his eyes were moving quickly under the stage, and gradually, his gaze stopped.

It was a young man, one meter seven or eight tall, carrying a big bow, not handsome, with an ordinary face.

Sensing the gaze of the night, the young man was fearless, walked towards the ring with a steady pace.

"Is this battle finally coming?" The night screamed in his heart, his hands clenched into fists, his breathing was short, his face turned red, he wanted to kill the majesty of Qin Blood, knock it off the altar, and step on the soles of his feet, so that he could never turn over.

"Good, good!" someone clapped his hands.

"Great, is anyone finally going to challenge?!"

Everyone will wait and see.

However, to everyone's surprise, the young man with the bow suddenly changed direction at the last moment when he approached the ring, and walked towards the ring on the right.

"What, how can this be?"

"Hold back!"

"Coward!"

The crowd was disappointed and disappointed.

Even Mo Wenxin was very concerned about the young man with his back bow, frequently sideways, and was very concerned.

At this moment, no one knows what the young man is thinking, whether he is unwilling, afraid, or has other thoughts?

The answer is unknown!

Just when everyone was in a terrible mood and scolded their mothers, the young man with the bow on his toes flew into another ring.

"In the lower green gradually, dare to ask the name of the honorable surname?" A young man, holding a hundred-fold fan in his hand, gave a salute to Qin Xue.

"Qing Hades Clan, Qin Blood!" the young man with the bow returned the salute.

"Offended!" Midori said, waving his fan and attacking first.

Qin Xue was not in a hurry, raised his bow, and blocked horizontally.

The bow fan handed over and made a crunch sound.

In the first round, there is no winner or loser. After all, it's just a temptation, not doing your best.

"Come again!"

Green gradually folded and waved his fan, fighting with Qin Xue.

The two are-for-tat, like the tip of a needle against Maimang, and they are on a par.

Qin Xue deliberately sharpened his combat skills and used Green Gradually as a whetstone, so he had reservations in his strength and was not in a hurry to win.

"Bell, bell, bell", the sound of fighting, one after another.

In the eyes of outsiders, this has become Qin Xue's slow reaction, clumsiness, and mediocre moves. Even, in vain, but that's it.

"His strength is very average, is the rumor wrong?" The eyes flickered in the dark night, and his heart was even more volatile.

"By the way, he just walked towards me, but suddenly gave up, is he afraid of me, and he doesn't dare to fight me?

But the more I looked, the heavier the suspicion of the dark night: "If you only have this kind of combat power, you will definitely not be my opponent, but Chishi admires him very much, is it because he has been deceived?"

On the one hand, it is based on trust in the red time, and on the other hand, hearing is false, and seeing is believing. In this case, it is like encountering a gamble where you can only choose the size of the game, either big or small, either right or wrong.

The inner entanglement can be imagined.

However, the night is expensive and has its own merits, and his hesitation only lasted for ten breaths, and after ten breaths, he made a decision. Sometimes, believing or not believing is really just a thought. In the end, the night chose the latter, out of past experience and an instinct.

"It must be so, it must be so! If he is really a liar, strong on the outside and capable in the middle, not worthy of his name, and he is mixed into the three halls of martial arts, wouldn't it be a pity, ridiculous? No, I must not sit idly by!" Thinking of this, the dark night was very excited, and his guesses about himself became even more unswerving.

The mind of the dark night gradually came to life, and he began to think about how to debunk Qin Xue's trick: "But now, I am the champion, and the champions cannot fight each other!

"Wait, there you have it, just find someone to beat me down, and I can attack!"

is worthy of being a miscellaneous disciple in charge, his brain is flexible and fast!

The night winked at a familiar miscellaneous disciple: "You, come up!"

The man understood, immediately came to the stage, and without three or two blows, he beat the night down.

When the others in the audience saw it, they were surprised.

Even Mo's conscience can't figure out what kind of calculations he is making in the dark.

The night didn't break, just walked towards Qin Xue's side. With his arms folded, he stood at the bottom of the stage and waited for the battle to end.

It's just that this is a few hours.

The night gradually became impatient, and I didn't want to wait any longer, frowning, and thinking about it. After a little operation, there are a few henchmen who will do things for him.

"Just those few tricks straight away, can you have some new ideas?"

"Hurry up and end it, if you keep fighting, the daylily will be cold!"

"Two, with all due respect, your skills are very common, don't waste time, come down quickly!"

"Qin Xue, you Ma Ma called you home for dinner!"

Qin Xue originally had no distractions, no joy or sorrow, but after hearing this sentence "You Ma Ma called you home for dinner", he didn't know if he was stimulated, or if he took the Ten Perfection Tonic Pills, his skills increased greatly, and he made three bows in a row, and gradually knocked Lu off the ring.

"Noise, there's a kind of coming up!" Qin Xue squinted, making an appointment with the people who were in charge.

The people who were in charge looked at each other, not knowing how to respond. But seeing that the night waved his hand, the fighting spirit was compelling: "No need, let Hei come to understand your tricks!"

"As you wish!" Qin Blood responded.

"Haha", the night laughed, stomped his feet, and jumped into the ring: "And wait for you to breathe a hundred breaths, and after a hundred breaths, you will decide between the male and the female, lest outsiders say that Hei takes advantage of you!"

"No need, it's more than enough to deal with you!" Qin Xue refused the kindness of the night.

"Crazy!"

"It's crazy!"

Offstage, everyone changed their faces one after another, blaming Qin for his blood.

However, Qin Xue's face did not change, and he handed out a move to the night.

Slash!

A tentative blow.

There are no fireworks and nothing out of the ordinary.

The night was easily accepted, and he still had the strength to spare, and said, "But that's it!"

But, the next moment, it was his turn to change his face.

Because, Qin Xue's momentum changed, like a fierce beast, stepping out of the cage. The fences, the chains, that constrained it, were gone. Only fangs, with sharp claws, are sharp. Mortals deserve nothing but to tremble before it.

"Bang", Qin Xue's feet stepped on the earth, jumped up, and then hugged the sky bow, with a force of 10,000 catties, and split the mountains.

Its momentum is like a mountain, its speed is like a star, and it smashes down towards the night.

In addition to the shock of the night, he could only sacrifice the weapon of fame, the Hengjiang lock, like the overlord lifting the crown, and exerting all his strength.

"Boom", the whole ring shook, like a meteorite smashed on the ground, causing a small earthquake.

The power of one blow is so strong!

"This, this, this", Green gradually fell to the ground in fright by the scene in front of him, doubting in his heart, and even faintly afraid, is this the person who fought with him just now, still alone?

"Not at all, if it's two!" Midori shook his head and smiled bitterly.

"Madam, it's too strong", everyone was shocked and looked at Qin Xue.

But Mo asked, holding the Xuanbing ruler in his hand, smiling and silent, as if everything was supposed to be like this, both unexpected and expected.

After one move, the storm resumed.

Qin Blood's bow is a bow, faster than a bow.

It can be said that it is unusual!

The offensive is like a tide, and it is endless.

Only the night is too strong to cope, and there is no power to fight back.

"Bang bang bang", the ring resounded with the sound of a series of weapons fighting, there were sparks, splashing everywhere.

He finally realized that he was very wrong, and tasted the bitter fruit brewed by himself.

It is deeply hidden, and its appearance is not good.

This is the feeling of Qin Blood now, the night.

Only by standing on the opposite side of Qin Blood, only by experiencing it personally, can we understand the horror of Qin Blood.

The dark night regretted a little, regretting that he didn't take Xiao Shengwang's words seriously. But in the world, if he has no regrets, he is on the stage at the moment, everyone is watching, he can't help himself, he can't advance or retreat, he can only support him with hard work, and hope that Qin's blood is exhausted.

As long as the loss is not too ugly and retains a trace of affection, it is a great luck in misfortune, which is the only thought left in the night.

Holding on to this hope, I gritted my teeth and carried it in the dark.

It's a pity that he still underestimated Qin Xue's strength!