Zhu Jue stood up embarrassedly and raised his hand helplessly to the sidelines. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

It turned out that he had already conceded defeat, and neither he nor the elders had heard it!

After asking the reason, the elder was also quite embarrassed, seeing that although this bag of Bu Teng was trapped in the pit, his left fist never stopped blocking, and his will to resist seemed to be extremely strong...... No one admits defeat, and the elders naturally don't want to stop. Whoever thought that he was a subconscious act, fortunately no one died. The elder also secretly wiped a cold sweat, glanced at Zhu Jue, and the two of them nodded at the same time-this matter will not be said to anyone again!

The tacit understanding was reached, and the elder recorded it with Zhu Jue's signature, and then said loudly:

"In the first round of the outer door general test, Zhu Jue won the seventh Xuanzi Championship!"

......

"Great, big brother, I knew you could win!"

As soon as Zhu Jue flew out of the ring, he heard the cheers of the little fat man.

Fang was in the ring, blocked by a transparent prohibition, and he couldn't hear the shouts outside the arena, and at this moment he flew out sharply, and suddenly the sound of abuse and inversion filled his ears, and among tens of millions of people, only the little fat man cheered for him.

Zhu Jue thought about it and understood, obviously the party who pretended to be beaten was more eye-catching. It's rare to have this good opportunity today, no one cares no matter what you say, and those handymen who are usually slave and like dogs are not squirting vigorously.

"Look at his virtue, he still uses a flying sword in a few steps!"

"Yes, look at him five big and three thick, but it turned out to be an embroidered pillow, and he is vulnerable......"

"Oh, you see, he seems to be awake, and he seems to be quite resistant to beating. ”

"Don't interrupt, listen to what he has to say......"

A hundred steps away, Bao Buteng was surrounded by several of his junior sisters in the middle, after taking a pill, he had woken up leisurely, and when he opened his eyes, it was the concerned eyes of all his junior sisters...... Such a warm scene, such a happy treatment, how come I tried everything to please and flatter before, but I never got it!

Is it really "frustrated on the battlefield, proud in love"?

Gan Ding, I want to thank you!

Eyes rolled...... The sympathy of the junior sisters has been obtained, and we can't lose face!

"Ahem...... Thank you for your care...... That kid cheated and didn't give me money if he wanted to win, so he became angry and took advantage of my unpreparedness to attack me and seriously injure me...... Fortunately, my foundation for refining my body is good, otherwise it would have really broken the phase......"

"Poof—"

The outer circle couldn't help it anymore, and it squirted out...... This dignity is still broken, why don't you say it's contouring!

......

For almost half an hour, the eight major rings of "Heaven, Earth, Xuan, Huang, Yu, Zhou, Hong, and Waste" had all been competed, and after a short break, the lot was redrawn, and soon the second round began.

This time, there were only one hundred and eighty-one people left, and the little fat man finally didn't have a bye again, and drew the word "wild".

The word "wild" has already played a light curtain in the ring:

"In the second round, three hundred and sixty-one against seventy-three!"

Chen Mo immediately floated up, "Big brother, I'll go first." ”

Zhu Jue nodded, but when he saw his flying posture crooked, he couldn't help but wonder:

"This kid, isn't he already at the seventh level of Qi Condensation, and he even knows how to resist swordsmanship, why is he still so rusty with Wind Resisting Technique?"

......

After a while, the little fat man finally staggered to the word "Wild" three miles away, and his opponent was already waiting there. Sneering at the nasal passages:

"Hmph, you can't fly even if you wear purple clothes, you fake senior disciple, what are the benefits of stuffing the recording room?"

The little fat man smirked:

"I'm sorry, I've waited for a long time, I've always been in retreat, and I haven't flown much, which makes my senior brother smile. ”

"Senior brother doesn't dare to be, I'm only a seventh-layer condensation, but it's enough to beat you. ”

This person is about twenty years old, also dressed in purple, thin and tall, and looks very ordinary, if he takes off his purple robe and drills into the crowd below, he may be more like a handyman.

"Alright, it's game on!"

After checking the signs of the two, the Dharma Protector Elder quickly flew out of the ring. Announcing the start.

The person on the opposite side had just sacrificed his gray flying sword, and when he looked up, he saw that the little fat man on the opposite side had already added a shield technique and a vajra talisman, and he was still holding a handful of rune paper in his hand, ready to crush it at any time.

That person's nose is almost crooked.

"It turns out that Your Excellency is the famous 'Rune Paper Stream'. ”

"No, no," the little fat man shook his head shyly, and said embarrassedly:

"I actually still take drugs......"

"Hmph! As for your flying sword, you can't even learn the art of swordsmanship, right?"

Seeing that the little fat man admitted frankly, the man was even more disdainful, thinking that Chen Mo was the son of which family, relying on rune paper to eat all over the world.

"If I have learned, will you still have a chance?"

"You!"

The man couldn't help it, with a little left hand, the flying sword in front of him was already a "snort", and shot towards Chen Mo who was twenty zhang away.

The moment Chen Mo made his move, his plump body suddenly became extremely flexible, his toes were pulled, and he suddenly jumped high, and the flying sword grazed the soles of his feet, and suddenly shot into the air, and under the powerful inertia, he didn't know how far he flew out.

How can the little fat man still wait for him to turn around, waiting for this moment!

The figure does not fall, and he uses the wind control technique, and he is as fast as an arrow, shooting straight towards that person, how can there be a shadow that is unfamiliar!

"You ......"

The man was still surprised by Chen Mo's speed, and a piece of rune paper in the little fat man's left hand had already shot out:

Smoke Charm!

A cloud of smoke of nearly ten zhang suddenly enveloped the man, and the man was not ambiguous, he had already protected his mouth and nose, closed his eyes, and flew up the moment the smoke charm spread. In just half a breath, he flew out of the smoke above, and the moment he opened his eyes, Chen Mo had already crushed the second rune paper:

Glitter!

No!

Suddenly opened from the darkness, and the man's eyes were blinded, and he hurriedly closed it again, and at the same time did not forget to add a shield to himself.

"Passive...... It seems that you are destined to be beaten, and you can't die if you fight anyway, but since you don't have a flying sword, what if you are beaten!

Although the flying sword was out of sight and could not be retrieved for the time being, he did not take it too seriously.

How can an ordinary low-level rune paper compare to the power of a flying sword shot after accelerating with all its might!

Thinking like this, the sound of breaking the air in his ears was not too nervous, he was still flying upward, even if the fat man calculated the trajectory of his run in advance, it would take time for the rune paper to start, and he might not be able to hit!

Finally, he endured the brief bright moment of the flash charm, and when he hurriedly opened his eyes again, he saw that something had suddenly expanded in front of his eyes, and the power of lightning and lightning could no longer be dodged - flying sword! That kid lied to me!

"Puff" -

"Ahh

With a scream, the shield light curtain in front of him was sharply slashed by the flying sword like tissue paper, and then shot through his left shoulder, and the man finally fell to the ground with a scream...... And after the flying sword shot out and circled, it quickly came back and hovered in front of his head, "snorting" and exerting force, as if it would shoot decisively at any time, killing him!

Enduring the pain, he sat up from the ring in a dejected manner, but saw the sword hanging above his head, so close to the distance, it had swept the three seals on the sword:

Feminine Sword!

Damn, there are words!

Aren't they all pretending to be forced, when did they pretend to be pigs......

The man angrily wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, raised his hand, and said:

"I throw in the towel!"