In the early morning, a hot wind blew, the early sun began to show its edge, and everyone's skin suddenly felt a burning pain, but at this time, the third round of the game was also coming to an end, but it ushered in **, and everyone was full of anticipation, and cast their eyes on the two teenagers standing in the field.

I saw that the two were of similar age, not much different, on one side was a handsome young man, who looked a little surprised at this time, and on the other side was a round-faced young man, with a kind face, looking at each other with a smile, and said:

"My name is Gu Zhendong, six weeks are complete, please advise!"

"Xiao He, five weeks of perfection, may I teach!"

"Now that you're both ready, let's get started!" the referee shouted at them as well.

The two of them were ready to go, and then the soul power in their bodies began to surge, and the color was all gray, and at the same time, it was poured into the steel sword in their hands, and after the sword body trembled slightly, the gray sword film was formed in vain, glowing with a substantial luster.

Immediately afterwards, both of them rushed towards each other, and when they went up, there was a burst of slashing and slashing, and they came and went with each other, but they were not equal.

"Now that we've all completed our warm-up exercises, let's start showing off our respective swordsmanship!!Let's see who is better!" At this time, Gu Zhendong looked at Xiao He, who was confronting him, and said with a smile.

"Haha, that's exactly what I want!" Xiao He also smiled.

After speaking, the two of them bounced back a few steps, and then each stopped, and the soul power in their bodies burst out again, melting into the steel sword, and the sword body vibrated violently, and the sound did not stop.

At this time, Gu Zhendong held the sword in his right hand, raised the sword above his head, then drew a semicircle clockwise, and finally stopped on his chest, the sword body was facing the center of his eyebrows, and he whispered in his mouth:

"Phantom Sword, Liu Ying!"

As soon as the words fell, a gray mist emanated from the gray sword body in his hand, vibrating constantly, the frequency and speed were extremely fast, making Xiao He start to become confused, and four Gu Zhendong appeared out of thin air in front of him!

At the same time, the four Gu Zhendong scattered with steel swords, each standing on one side, and surrounded him, which was very weird!

"Illusion?"

Xiao He also had a headache when he saw this, and he couldn't tell which one was true and which one was false, so he could only wave his sword one by one.

It's just that every time he attacks one side, the next three slash at him, making him at a loss, terrified, and hurriedly dodging the attack.

Everyone saw Xiao He running blindly in the field alone, slashing at the air from time to time, and twisting his waist sideways from time to time, as if he was avoiding foreign attacks, while Gu Zhendong was standing on the sidelines and watching, the sword in his hand still emitting gray mist and vibrating violently.

"What the hell is Xiao He doing? A person is swinging his sword there blindly, without any rules, could it be that he hasn't warmed up enough just now?"

"Didn't you see the gray mist emitted from Gu Zhendong's gray sword? And it vibrated so violently, I looked at it very evilly, and my eyes were dilated after seeing too much! I guess there is a good chance that this Xiao He has fallen into the illusion!" Naturally, there are also reasonable people who come out to analyze it, and said.

"What can I do about this? Could it be that he just wants to stop here?" all of them were a little anxious for Xiao He, and said.

"Cut, it's not like you're playing, you're in a hurry! Aren't we just here to make a scene, you fucking take it seriously!" After hearing this, the others directly raised their middle fingers at him, expressing their disdain.

"You~"

......

At this time, Xiao He was chased by the four Gu Zhendong on the field, but the other party was four people, it was okay at the beginning, but it was constantly full of flaws in the back, and he was cut one after another, to his surprise, there was no pain in his body! There would be no blood spouts, so he stopped, became confused, and said to himself:

"Well, wasn't I slashed by each of these four guys just now? and yet there was no pain in the slightest, isn't my real body in there?

"Haha, Brother Xiao He, it's really you! I can't imagine that you have already guessed that my swordsmanship will create illusions, yes, as you think, but how did you break it? I see that you are a little tired now, and it seems that it is time to send you off the stage!" At this time, Gu Zhendong's voice came from directly in front of him.

"Soil flow strike, slash down!"

So Xiao He estimated the distance, about fifteen meters, the gray sword in his hand swung forward violently, and a thin line with a gray luster shot out from the sword body, splitting from the air, and a slender and smooth crack appeared on the ground, extending to twenty meters away.

"Stained stains, Brother Xiao He, I'm here! Why are you playing so off?"

At this time, a joking voice came from behind him, and at the moment when he just received the voice, Xiao He waved the gray line again, but the move was missed, which made his expression even more solemn and very uneasy.

After a few misses, he finally stopped attacking, knowing that if he continued like this, he was just doing useless work and increasing internal friction in vain.

"I said Brother Xiao He, why did you stop? Then it's going to be my turn next!" Gu Zhendong looked at Xiao He, who was standing still in the field, and said jokingly.

It's just that Xiao He has ignored and replied to him, which made him a little angry, and he approached slowly with his sword, silently, and the audience on the field also raised their hearts to their throats when they saw this, and began to talk about it.

"Xiaohe, the round-faced guy is on your right! It's approaching you! Be careful!" shouted the enthusiastic spectators on the sidelines.

"The man went back!"

"On your left!

......

"Grass~ How could there be such a person to help him, he was about to die of anger!" Gu Zhendong quickly retreated again to change his position and scolded angrily.

"Please watch the game quietly! Don't squeak and disturb it! Otherwise, don't blame the old man for being polite!" At this time, Zhao Ritian's majestic voice came from the high platform, and everyone on the field stopped shouting instantly, looking at the game in front of them with an uneasy face.

"That's just what I say, just watch how I win him."

As he spoke, Gu Zhendong slowly approached Xiao He again, getting closer and closer, ten meters, seven meters, five meters......

Just when he was three meters away, the soul power in Xiao He's body suddenly exploded, scattering into a space within a radius of ten meters, forming a closed exploration space.

This is Xiao He's common way to search for soul beasts and dodge attacks in the primeval forest, I didn't expect that today's game can also come in handy, the only drawback is that it will consume soul power, so he must fight quickly.

At first, seeing Xiao He so uneasy, standing still in the field, like a lamb to the slaughter, waiting for the opponent's surprise attack to be defeated, Zhao Kaiyang on the high platform was worried, but now the situation is a little reversed, and he suddenly pinched a cold sweat.

"I don't know what you did, but I can tell you clearly, you lost!"

Gu Zhendong also noticed that he was surrounded by Xiao He's soul mist, but now that he had entered his attack range, he didn't worry too much, the sword in his hand stopped vibrating, and the gray mist on the sword body instantly merged into the sword.

"Phantom Sword, Shadow Stack Kill!"

At the same time, the phantoms created around him quickly floated in, stacked into his body, and waved the gray sword, like a pendulum clock, which was confusing, unable to catch his actions, and quickly stabbed towards Xiao He's body.

"No heart sword, no self!"

Xiao He drank in a low voice, leaving only an afterimage in place, Gu Zhendong's sword only hit the left arm of the afterimage, and with a slight stirring, the afterimage disappeared.

"What's going on? Could it be that he can also phantom a sword?" Gu Zhendong asked.

"Brother Zhendong, what are you thinking!"

Xiao He naturally wouldn't give him time to react, a sword slashed directly, and Gu Zhendong reacted quickly, dodged the attack sideways, and ran out with his legs, trying to open the distance.

At the same time, the gray sword in his hand trembled again, the gray mist erupted, and four other people separated from his body, while he himself hid his tracks.

"Xiaohe, I advise you to give up admitting defeat, no matter how hard you struggle, it's useless, you are still doomed to defeat in the end!" Gu Zhendong was disdainful, looking very confident.

"Really? I don't think so now!"

"Earth Flow Strike, Strengthen!"

As he spoke, Xiao He jumped and jumped directly in front of him, and the steel sword instantly covered with gray film, slashing at Gu Zhendong, making him forced to attack, and his expression became a little flustered and shocked, no longer the calm and unhurried before.

At the same time, in the process of facing Xiao He, the gray sword in his hand was forced to stop vibrating, and the four phantoms created also overlapped back into his body again, appearing.

Gu Zhendong naturally didn't know how easy he approached, and stomped on the ground violently under his feet in an attempt to quickly pull away with his strength, so as to activate his swordsmanship phantom again.

"No way out!"

Xiao He sneered, and also stepped on his feet, and followed directly, before Gu Zhendong could make a move, he was greeted by another slash that covered his face, making him overwhelmed, and there were several scratches on his body, oozing blood, and suddenly the expression on his face changed again, and he became frightened.

"Why can't you keep up?It seems that you don't participate in outdoor sports much on weekdays, right?It's not good to be too homey!" Xiao He looked at his breathless look, and he wanted to laugh a little, and said

"Hmph, what's the matter with you!" Gu Zhendong was also so angry.

"Okay, let's move on!"

Saying that, Xiao He rushed over again, and after a burst of slashing, Gu Zhendong retreated one after another, and was forced to the sidelines in a blink of an eye.

"Lao Tzu fought with you!"

Perhaps because he was cornered, Gu Zhendong's face became crazy, and he waved the gray sword with both hands, forcing Xiao He back a few steps.

Looking at Gu Zhendong, who was tired and out of breath, Xiao He exhaled lightly and said slowly:

"I see you're too tired to do it, so I'll help you get rid of it, go down and have a good rest!"

"You~What are you going to do~" Gu Zhendong was also panicked after hearing this, and said in a trembling voice.

"It's nothing, someone will carry you away later!"

As he spoke, the soul power mist around Xiao He began to converge into his body, turning into a gray torrent and merging into the gray sword, the sword body skyrocketed, turning into a four- or five-meter long sword, holding the hilt of the sword with both hands, and with a sharp swing, the huge sword body slapped directly on Gu Zhendong's face, and flew out of the field.

"In the last showdown, Xiao He wins!"

As soon as the referee's voice fell, there was a cheer on the field, Xiao He also wiped away the hot sweat on his face, and a shadow suddenly dissipated in his eyes......