Meng Bai immediately beckoned Yue Mengxue and Qi Jin to come and see.

From this point of view, the luck of the two of them is not very good, and the opponents are all masters of the third-order vein cultivation.

Yue Mengxue's opponent is Hao Qi Changge Chu Leshui, who cultivates "Hao Ran Jue" and "Righteous Qi Sword", and Qi Jin's opponent is Ghost Fire Whip Wang Ping, who cultivates "Bibi Yin Fire Technique", and can splash unique ghost fire in battle. Speaking of which, Qi Jin's luck was even worse, his face was dark at the time, and then he showed a self-deprecating wry smile, "It seems that my game is really coming to an end." ”

Seeing this, Meng Bai immediately asked, "Are you still ready to go on stage?"

Qi Jin was stunned for a moment, and then replied, "Of course, if you want to come to power, it is valuable to lose, at least you have to gain some experience in fighting against the strong!"

"Yes, since you are still going to power, don't give up hope too soon. Meng Bai said again, "If you give up on yourself, there will never be the possibility of a miracle, and if you don't give up, there will be a glimmer of hope." ”

While speaking, Meng Bai opened the Internet with his mobile phone to search for information on "Bibi Yin Fire Recipe". Such a situation made Yue Mengxue and Qi Jin feel a little unreliable.

Soon Meng Bai finished reading it, and immediately said, "That ghost fire is indeed powerful, touching people's tarsal bones, but it must be assisted by medicine, and the activation is slow, and the duration is not long. You are average, and this speed is not good, but you have rough skin and thick flesh, but you can wear a full body of armor, so that you can offset the opponent's advantage to the greatest extent.

In this way, your actions will be more constant, so you simply don't take the initiative to attack, just turn around in a square inch and resist passively. In the early stage, it is mainly to unload the force, strengthen the opponent's consumption, and when his consumption is almost over, if you still have spare strength, you will vigorously counterattack. If you don't have much energy left, then spend it on stage, anyway, your strength is low, and the audience won't say anything about you. I think that's your only hope of winning. ”

"Okay, I'll listen to Meng's guidance, let's go rent a full-body armor!"

The whole body armor is not prepared in the ring, and if you need it, you must prepare it yourself. However, this martial arts hall is available, and it is a must for many students who work part-time to earn money.

After solving Qi Jin's problem, Meng Bai began to search for "Haoran Jue" and "Righteous Qi Sword" again to help Yue Mengxue think about tactics.

"These two are Confucianism, Taoism and martial arts, the most important momentum, I still say that, you must have a stronger will to fight, dare to take the initiative to fight in more non-positive times. As long as the momentum is not taken away, then you have a lot of hope. However, there is one thing to note that "Righteous Sword" has a trick - the Sword of Questioning, which is to torture the heart with Haoran righteousness, dig out the guilt and remorse in the opponent's heart, and make him collapse himself.

Chu Leshui has not yet achieved a pulse cultivation, and the possibility of being able to perform it is actually not very large, but you still have to be on guard, and immediately evacuate from a distance with light power when you feel a strange feeling on your mental sense. After all, we are a middle school, and other schools are likely to hurt themselves rather than pull us off!"

"Yes, I remember, is there anything else?" asked Yue Mengxue.

From the time the opponent is arranged to the time when he comes back on the court, there is only a 10-minute interval in between, which is very short.

"By the way, the way you used Yan Shuangfei's clone to defeat Wu Mingsheng in the last game can be used again at a critical moment. Moreover, it's still the same routine, there is no need to change it!" Meng Bai thought for a moment and spoke again.

When Yue Mengxue heard this, she was stunned for a moment, and then seemed to have an understanding.

......

Soon, the first game of the second round began.

Qi Jin was in the No. 5 ring, and Meng Bai was the guide, so he naturally wanted to watch the battle.

At the beginning, the audience saw that Qi Jin was dressed in heavy armor, fully armed, and even his eyes were protected by chips, but they were booed. Because he didn't look like he was here to fight, but like he was fighting in ancient times.

However, Qi Jin turned a deaf ear because this was allowed by the rules.

Seeing this, the ghost fire whip couldn't stop smiling bitterly.

His Bibi Yin Fire is actually a special phosphorus fire, even if it is blessed with True Qi, its lethality is limited. It's okay to burn clothes, skin and flesh, and let him melt gold and iron, so you don't have to think about it.

Originally, Wang Ping thought that he could easily win this game, but now it seems that it is inevitable to fight hard.

As a strong man, Wang Ping originally put on a good posture and waited for Qi Jin to attack. But who would have thought that Qi Jin would stay in place and not move.

After a while, the audience booed more and more, and the scolding gradually rose, Wang Ping didn't have a helmet to cover his face, first he couldn't hang up, he drank clearly, the ghost fire whip in his hand shook, whistling three meters, and slammed towards Qi Jin.

Seeing this, Qi Jin took a horizontal step under his feet, and the spear stabbed out to intercept it.

The moment the spear and whip collided, a little bit of emerald ghost fire splattered out, and the stars fell like rain, pouring down towards Qi Jin. If it weren't for it, this move would have made him scramble, but now, he didn't pay attention to it at all, and only unloaded his strength to resist it wholeheartedly.

"Bang, bang, bang、......"

The ghost fire fell on the iron armor, and instantly bloomed like fireworks, which was quite gorgeous. But it didn't work, and no damage was done except for a few gray marks.

Wang Ping saw that Qi Jin had a completely defensive posture, and he was not polite, and unfolded his own supporting bibi whip method, sometimes whipping, sometimes winding. He felt that in the current situation, the only way for him to win quickly was to disrupt Qi Jin's balance and throw him out of the ring, so he focused on strengthening it.

However, Qi Jin is not stupid, the defense is very tight, except for the vigorous whipping that can achieve some effect, the rest are very effective.

Qi Jin didn't attack, Wang Ping was temporarily powerless to enterprising, and the two of them wasted time like this.

Ten games, they this one is admittedly ugly, and the audience is getting smaller.

More than ten minutes passed, the first game of the No. 8 ring ended, Yue Mengxue took the stage, and Meng Bai also transferred as soon as possible.

The battle between Yue Mengxue and Chu Leshui was much more exciting, one was like a shock, the other was like a mountain, and the fight was very fierce.

When Yue Mengxue used light skills to avoid sneak attacks, she was no longer a pure sneak attack, she left as soon as she was touched, and she chose to fight hard. This change did not make Chu Leshui at a disadvantage, but almost flat, and even Chu Leshui had a little advantage, but he felt very awkward and uncomfortable.

Because the rhythm of the battle is completely out of his control, his strength is not masterable, and it is difficult to show it to the fullest. After a long time, and even at a certain moment, he unconsciously wanted to move his hands and feet so that he could have a good time.

However, in the end, Chu Leshui is also a master. After a period of time, he forcibly suppressed the impetuosity in his heart and began to take the initiative to distance himself, so as to transform the rhythm of the battle and return it to his own hands.

However, in terms of light skills, it is difficult for him to beat the horse and Yue Mengxue, but it is difficult to get rid of it completely. It's a little better than it was at the beginning, but it's limited.

"It can't go on like this!"

Chu Leshui felt that if he continued, he would lose nine times out of ten, but he chose to work hard and used a killer move-the Asking Heart Sword.

Although it will cause him to suffer a lot of injuries, this is his fourth game. He quickly ended the game and went to swallow the Pulse Protector Pill, but he was still able to temporarily suppress the injury, participate in the next game, and get through the customs.

As soon as Chu Leshui's sword momentum was retracted, the original towering mountains were reduced and turned into an iron wall, impermeable. After accumulating momentum, Chu Leshui smashed out with a sword, and an inexplicable aura wafted over at that time, haunting Yue Mengxue's heart. Vaguely, she had a feeling of "nakedness", as if the secret in her heart was being seen.

In an instant, Yue Mengxue thought of Meng Bai's reminder, and at that time, Dapeng shook the trick with all his strength, jumped backwards, and rushed out of the box.

At this moment, Chu Leshui just wanted to vomit blood.

He didn't open the ancestral aperture between his eyebrows, and he was promoted to innate, and it was difficult for the sword qi to be restrained into a sword intent, it was divergent, and the farther away he was, the worse the effect, and it was completely useless two meters away.

He is now in a dilemma, and it is a waste to continue to exert it; forcibly stopping, his true qi can save a lot, but the impact on the meridians is even worse, and the injury is more serious.

In the end, Chu Leshui decided to stop. Because the injury will not cause an accident for a while, but the true qi is related to the battle in front of him.

As soon as he stopped, Yue Mengxue pounced again, his body was volleying, and he struck a domineering blow head-on, and his speed was even faster and faster.

Chu Leshui was stunned at the time, although Yue Mengxue fought with him many times, but it was all a situation where it was difficult for him to exert all his strength with the help of a unique angle, and this kind of frontal hard bar was the first time.

However, he soon noticed that a dark shadow was quietly coming next to him. "It turned out to be Yan Shuangfei!"

Two figures, one bright and one dark, one real and one illusory! How to choose, it depends on one's eyesight.

Chu Leshui knew that Wu Mingsheng lost on this choice in the last game, so he naturally had to be more cautious.

"You were true and false last time, and you don't dare to use it again this time. Besides, even if I'm injured, it doesn't make much sense for you to fight hard head-on, and I can't win with one blow!"

With a fixed opinion, Chu Leshui immediately slashed with his long sword and killed the shadow. However, just like what happened to Wu Mingsheng, the shadow was instantly shattered, and it was a phantom body.

Chu Leshui was inevitably panicked at this moment.

In a hurry, he twisted his body and withdrew his sword, exerting his potential to the limit, and finally succeeded in interception.

"When—"

With an agitated sword roar, Chu Leshui was not well prepared, but he was slashed back by Yue Mengxue's sword five or six steps, and his body staggered. Yue Mengxue was unforgiving, still attacking head-on and attacking strongly.

"When!when!when!"

It was three swords in a row, and each sword Chu Leshui couldn't exert his strength, so he had to take a few steps back, but the further back, the more stable Chu Leshui became. By the third sword, Chu Leshui thought that he only needed two steps to completely stabilize his body and launch a counterattack.

However, when the second step was taken, there was a sudden emptiness under his feet.

"Not good!" he screamed in his heart, and his left foot immediately exerted force, slamming into the ring, trying to get up with his strength.

Where would Yue Mengxue give him this opportunity, at that time, another sword slashed down, directly sweeping him out of the ring.

At this moment, Yue Mengxue really experienced the pleasure of fighting head-on, and her whole body was comfortable, if it weren't for the image of her own girl, she would have wanted to scream out as a catharsis.

Offstage, Meng Bai smiled with relief when he saw this, left directly, and turned to the No. 5 ring again. According to his reckoning, it must not be over yet.