With a buffer of nearly an hour, everyone's mood calmed down. In their opinion, the championship has already appeared, so they are completely appreciative of the next competition.

Especially the owner of the second floor, although he tried his best to hide it, the smugness on his face was simply overflowing, and the blind man was about to see it.

In the ring, Shi Xiaole and Sha stood five feet apart.

"Xiaole, I know you won't admit defeat. But I'm curious, how do you stop my Flying Cloud Frisbee?"

Sha Zongheng smiled meaningfully.

His mentality adjusted very well, and after knowing that he was not Lan Ning's opponent, he began to enjoy the game instead.

"Just try it. ”

The expression on Shi Xiaole's face couldn't tell the truth at all.

Sha Zongheng's eyes gradually became solemn, he knew people very well, and from Shi Xiaole's gestures, he felt a sense of confidence exuding from the inside out.

"Then be careful. ”

The iron fan is attached to the palm of the hand, and when it rotates at extreme speed, Sha Zongheng and his hands are closed, and the strongest form of the eighteen fans of the flowing clouds, the flowing cloud frisbee is unleashed.

"It's a trick from the start?"

"It seems that Sha Zongheng wants a quick solution. ”

Just when everyone was speculating, the distance between the rotating iron fan and Shi Xiaole was less than three feet.

"Oops, he shot too late. ”

Ye Kang, who was in the audience, saw Shi Xiaole's appearance and was anxious.

Many people believe that the reason why he was defeated by Sha Zongheng was because he didn't react fast enough, and this sentence is also true and incorrect.

That's right, because I really didn't react. It's not right because, even if he tries again, Ye Kang is still not sure that he can block it.

This sentence was applied to Shi Xiaole, and it was also fulfilled.

At a distance of less than three feet, even if Ye Kang tried his best, he still couldn't think of any other way to block this blow.

In the midst of everyone's worried, mocking, or indifferent gazes, Shi Xiaole made an astonishing move, he grabbed the hilt of the knife at his waist.

Then, he jerked his knife out.

This ordinary knife gives people a very unusual feeling, as if it is not only the knife that is unsheathed, but also Shi Xiaole's high fighting spirit and incomparable self-confidence.

Pound!

A hundred battle knives slashed at the iron fan. The iron fan was hit by this heavy blow, and the arc of rotation changed drastically, and it shot directly towards the rear at a faster speed.

"Not good!"

Sha Zongheng's complexion changed greatly for a while, and he hurriedly used his skills, which narrowly avoided the iron fan. But Rao was like this, and cold sweat still broke out on his forehead.

There has never been a person who has broken his own Flying Cloud Frisbee with just one move.

Sha Zongheng, who is familiar with the inside story, is definitely more shocked than everyone else. Because only he knows that the Flowing Cloud Frisbee has a total of three strikes in a row, each of which is stronger than the last.

He even has the confidence that the power of the third blow is almost comparable to that of Jin Wudaunt's Dragon Tiger Fist.

As a result, now, it was directly broken by Shi Xiaole, and there is no follow-up!

"This ......"

Everyone at the scene was shocked.

Even Lan Ning, who had been expressionless all the time, and Jin Wuxing were deeply attracted.

"What a strong shot!"

The Flying Swallow City Lord muttered to himself.

The sword technique is obviously an ordinary sword drawing technique, why is there such a terrifying power in the hands of that young man?

Subconsciously, he looked at Su Yanru, but saw that Su Yanru also had a shocked and inexplicable expression, but he couldn't understand it now.

Brush!

On the ring, Shi Xiaole used a hundred battle knife techniques, one knife was stronger than the other, and in the twentieth move, Sha Zongheng, who had no fan in his hand, was directly forced to the edge of the ring, and he was about to fall.

Sha Zongheng hurriedly shouted: "Xiaole, the foolish brother admits defeat." ”

Only then did Shi Xiaole put the knife out of its sheath and said, "Senior Brother Sha, accept it." ”

What else could Sha Zongheng say, he only shook his head and smiled bitterly.

Originally, he came to compete for the first place, but now it's good, it's not as good as Lan Ning, Jin Wuxing doesn't care, even Shi Xiaole is stronger than himself, it's really ...... Life is like a play.

However, I don't know if I'm thinking too much, Sha Zongheng always has the illusion that Shi Xiaole didn't do his best.

"Shi Xiaole actually won Sha Zongheng, my God, is this true?"

"The key is not to win, but to win so uncontroversially, the whole process of pressing the sand and fighting horizontally, it's terrible. ”

"You say, is it possible for Shi Xiaole to compete with Lan Ning?"

Someone couldn't help but ask a question.

"It can't be. Shi Xiaole is three realms behind in cultivation, and Lan Ning's third-rate top-grade swordsmanship has reached the perfection of transformation, and it is completely impeccable, what can Shi Xiaole win?"

"That's right. ”

Seeing Shi Xiaole defeat Sha Zongheng with his own eyes, the impact on everyone at the scene was not ordinary.

Needless to say, those young people, even the four owners and ten elders of Jinfeng Tower were all in a daze at this time.

"That person, is it really Xiaole?"

An elder couldn't help but ask a stupid question.

"First it's boxing, then swordsmanship, and now it's knife art, landlord, your nephew, it seems that the opportunity is not small. ”

The fourth-floor master stared at Su Yanru, with some deep meaning in his eyes.

"Lele gets the chance, it's also his business, if anyone dares to hit his idea, be careful I'm not welcome!"

Su Yanru warned indifferently, her eyes were like knives.

The fourth-floor lord couldn't help but tremble.

He just wasn't angry that his grandson was defeated, and deliberately wanted to pit Shi Xiaole, but he didn't expect to cause such a big reaction from Su Yanru, this woman who protects calves!

"Lan Ning, you have an opponent. ”

After getting out of the ring, Sha Zongheng walked to Lan Ning's side.

Lan Ning smiled silently, the meaning was obvious, you thought too much.

Sha Zongheng pouted boringly.

Reason told him that no matter how strong Shi Xiaole was, he was not Lan Ning's opponent, but he wanted to stab Lan Ning, but he didn't expect this woman's heart to be so stable.

In the next few matches, Jin Wudaunt faced Ye Kang and defeated his opponent with Dragon Tiger Fist.

Lan Ning confronted the master of the fourth floor main line, and the latter directly admitted defeat.

At this point, people started to get a little bored.

The only suspense now is probably which one is stronger, Shi Xiaole or Jin Wuxing.

The new round of competition began, which surprised everyone, and what surprised everyone was that in the third game of this round, Shi Xiaole and Lan Ning faced each other.

"Although the result speaks for itself, it should be a good game. ”

"That's right, and through this scene, you can roughly see which is stronger or weaker between Shi Xiaole and Jin Wuxing. ”

In the ring, Lan Ning was dressed in blue, with a slim figure and black hair hanging down her waist, looking like an inoffensive iceberg goddess.

On the other hand, Shi Xiaole, wearing a green shirt and a sword at his waist, exudes the vigor and vitality of a young man.

Everyone couldn't help but feel a kind of amazement, and secretly thought about a pair of beautiful people.

"Hey, you beautiful and qualified women, don't you all like to hold a high shelf?"

Who knew that at this moment, Shi Xiaole came to say something unprecedentedly.

It was mainly Lan Ning, whose pretty face was tight, that reminded him of Mao Wenjing, who painted swords, and felt that the two daughters were somewhat similar.

But when these words fell in Lan Ning's ears, it tasted like teasing.

"You're looking for death!"

A touch of red glow flew into her cheeks, Lan Ningjiao snorted, and stabbed out at Shi Xiaole with a sword.

Shi Xiaole drew his sword.

Pound!

Under the swords attacking, Shi Xiaole and Lan Ning were on a par, causing an uproar at the scene.

The sword drawing technique was originally a third-rate middle-grade martial arts, and after Shi Xiaole sublimated it, the power naturally went to the next level, and it was not too exaggerated to flatten Lan Ning, who had not used all his strength.

After the offensive was blocked, Lan Ning did not retreat but advanced, and stabbed towards Shi Xiaole with a sword. Shi Xiaole counterattacked with a hundred battle sword techniques, and gradually fell behind.

Many people have recalled that Shi Xiaole's knife was mostly an explosive move, and it was impossible to use it anytime and anywhere. So as long as you can avoid the first cut, you will be 'good' to deal with.

Keng ......

There was a burst of swords and swords in the ring, and the figures were stacked on top of each other, and before they knew it, the two had fought fiercely for more than fifty moves.

Lan Ning seemed to have lost her patience and said coldly, "You be careful." ”

She slashed out with a sword, and the sword light was as fast as a phantom, and it was a mastery of the family, a light sword Dafa.

The light sword Dafa with a complete transformation, the first sword forced Shi Xiaole to take three steps back.

The second sword, Lan Ning made Shi Xiaole's sword momentum greatly reduced, revealing an empty door.

"Get out of the ring. ”

Seizing the opportunity, Lan Ning stabbed out the third sword, a sword that established the victory.

Everyone seemed to have seen the embarrassing scene of Shi Xiaole falling out of the ring, and a few people sighed, after all, they couldn't shake Lan Ning's status.

Seeing that the tip of the sword was getting closer and closer, Shi Xiaole was not in a hurry, and slapped his left palm against the void a few times, and suddenly an invisible prison suppressed Lan Ning.

The incident happened suddenly, Lan Ning's sword path was crooked, and he couldn't help but stab elsewhere.

"It turns out that you still have a backhand?"

Lan Ning was lying when she said that she was not surprised. But the more this is the case, the more it inspires her to defeat Shi Xiaole. Today is the time for her to achieve glory, and no one can destroy it.

Because of the blessing of the Heaven and Earth Net, Lan Ning's swordsmanship was greatly affected, and it no longer had its previous power. But Shi Xiaole's knife skills were also greatly reduced due to his single-mindedness.

In the end, the two were evenly matched, from fifty moves, sixty moves, to five or six hundred moves, and still no winner was decided.

"Shi Xiaole can influence Lan Ning's light sword Dafa, the only explanation is that he has also cultivated third-rate high-grade martial arts, and he has also reached the level of transformation perfection. ”

Looking at the situation in the field, people no longer know what to say.

Who would have expected that Shi Xiaole, who no one cared about before the start of the game, would be able to come this far, which was much better than Lan Ning.

"Hmph, even if you are undefeated now, after a long time, Shi Xiaole will definitely be defeated!"

The owner of the second floor didn't expect that there would be extraneous branches, and he hated Shi Xiaole so much.

However, his words were not wrong, Shi Xiaole's internal strength cultivation was three realms behind Lan Ning after all, even with the blessing of Fu Yang Qigong, after more than six hundred moves, it still began to be unsupportable.

"You still don't throw in the towel?"

Lan Ning mustered all his strength, and swung out with a sword, instantly making Shi Xiaole clumsy.

"This is my current regular strength, I can fight with Lan Ning of the Nine Layers of Hidden Qi with more than six hundred moves. ”

While retreating, Shi Xiaole summed up the results.

"I'm not as good as you, but I'm not going to lose. ”

Glancing at the aunt in the distance, Shi Xiaole finally urged a little stone cyclone. Under the induction of the cyclone, everything within three feet was under control, and Lan Ning's swordsmanship suddenly revealed several flaws.

A few sonorous clicks.

Shi Xiaole swung away Lan Ning's sword move, and snatched the opponent's sword with his backhand.