As Darhan fell from the ring, there was silence!

At the beginning of the battle, Durhan firmly had the upper hand, forcing Ming Xuan to retreat step by step, and he couldn't organize any threatening resistance at all, but when everyone thought that he was winning, Ming Xuan suddenly exerted his strength, and seemed to have grabbed his life at once, forcing him to have to defend himself, but he didn't last long before he was defeated, so fast that many people did not slow down!

"What the hell is going on?"

"What the hell is going on?"

"How did Darhan lose?"

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There was a lot of discussion, and everyone didn't seem to understand the situation.

"I'm losing!" At this time, Durhan got up from the ground, patted the dust on his body, and said with a face as heavy as water, although there was a strong unwillingness in his eyes, but he could not ignore the facts in front of him.

"Thank you for the advice!" Ming Xuan arched his hand to him and said lightly, but in fact, his heart was still surging with excitement.

Darhan is also down, after returning the salute and then walked out of the ring, in the martial Mangshan clan, fighting is a common thing, naturally there will be zài success or failure, compared to the harshness of outsiders, Mangshan people are very tolerant of their own people, in so many battles, defeat is always inevitable, it is not surprising that there are more.

Compared to the blandness of the Mangshan people, Ming Xuan's heart was already completely surging, Darhan was almost the strongest opponent he had encountered! Under his fierce attack, he almost lost the strength of resistance, and once showed defeat, if it wasn't for the fact that at the critical moment, he caught the weakness of his pace and movement, and reversed the situation, then he didn't dare to guarantee whether he could stand here now.

"Who's next!" Ming Xuan calmed down and said lightly, this is only the first battle, and there are two more difficult battles waiting for him!

"My Mangshan clan is good at martial arts, but all of them are upright people, and they will never take advantage of others! Today's competition is over, you better go back and rest for a while and adjust well! Yaguang said lightly, in the battle with Darhan, although Ming Xuan won by luck, he was also shocked into a cold sweat, and his body was very depleted, and when he blocked Darhan's attack, his arm was numb, the pain was unbearable, and it was almost difficult to raise his arm, if he continued to fight, he would undoubtedly suffer a big loss, and it would be against the fairness of the battle.

Seeing that the chief was talking like this, Ming Xuan naturally didn't want to do anything, in fact, if he really started the second battle now, he really didn't have any certainty of winning, and he really had to hurry up and recover his body!

Although Darhan was defeated, it did not affect his strong demeanor, but Mingxuan was able to win the battle, which shows that his strength is strong, and the strong are respected.

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"Whew, it's finally completely recovered!" Ming Xuan let out a sigh of relief, his heart completely fell back to its original place, after an hour of pranayama, Ming Xuan recovered to the best state, so that he could go all out more and increase the chances of winning the battle of Ming Xuan.

"After such a battle, it is even more effective than a month of cultivation!" Ming Xuan couldn't help but say with emotion, when he breathed his body, he felt that his body seemed to be completely stimulated in the battle, quickly mobilizing his strength to fight, mobilizing agility to dodge, mobilizing his mind to analyze, mobilizing speed to counterattack, devoting himself to the battle, and working together perfectly until the final victory!

And after such a vicious battle, Ming Xuan felt that he had activated the originally somewhat stagnant martial arts cultivation, and began to show signs of speeding up, which was far from being comparable to the kind of inch by inch when he practiced before, and since the last injury, although Ming Xuan has recovered physically, he always feels that it is not as neat as before, maybe it is the toxin that invaded the meridians and was damaged, but after this battle, he is also completely active, and he has completely recovered as before, it seems that he has gained a lot!

"Now that his body has recovered as before, he will be more handy! Ming Xuan will not be allowed to lose in the first battle!" Seeing that he has completely recovered, Ming Xuan has become full of confidence, looking forward to Ming Rì's arrival soon!

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Just like yesterday, the altar square of Mangshan was surrounded by tens of thousands of Mangshan people, and there were more people than yesterday! Because Mingxuan, an outsider, actually defeated the proud son of the Mangshan tribe, his name spread like the wind in the Mangshan tribe, and everyone became interested in him and looked forward to today's duel!

"Who is fighting with me today?" Ming Xuan jumped into the ring first and took the initiative to start the battle!

"I'm here to meet you!" replied coldly, and jumped into the ring.

Seeing Ming Xuan taking the initiative to make an appointment, the people of Mangshan were still a little uncomfortable, and they were a little stunned for a while, but when they saw that Mo Xuan was coming to fight, they immediately began to cheer like thunder, wanting him to teach this arrogant boy a good lesson.

"Please!" Ming Xuan saluted and began to mobilize all his mind to fight.

"Then let's take it!" "Mo Jie didn't talk nonsense, and went straight to attack!

Mo Jie is short, the impact is like a cannonball, each hand holds a dagger, under the sunshine, it actually flashes with a faint blue sè light, at a glance, you can see that it has been fed poison, in the eyes of the Mangshan people, the duel is not so exquisite, because in the primitive jungle, no one to talk to the lion and tiger about benevolence and morality, the winner is king, no matter what way you use, the winner is the winner who laughs to the end!

The attack speed of Mo Jie is not comparable to Darhan! In an instant, he came to Ming Xuan's side, and the double blade immediately beckoned over, but Ming Xuan's reaction was not slow, and he immediately slid sideways, let go of Mo Jie's attack, and attacked him with the sword in his hand!

The venom smeared on the dagger emitted a fishy smell, Ming Xuan wanted to vomit when he smelled it, naturally he didn't want it to touch his body, and he had no doubt that the poison on it could kill him!

The attacks of the two are very fast, only to see the two figures constantly interspersed and churning, fast and unparalleled, compared to the big opening and closing of the battle with Durhan, the current battle is full of agility and skill, which makes people dizzy, and people with weaker skills even just see the afterimage of the Dao!

After fighting for a while, Ming Xuan also gradually felt the horror of Jiejie, completely opposite to Darhan, his speed and agility are very amazing, and his moves are very weird, always unguardable, two daggers in his hands are like two spirit snakes dancing, as if completely dúlì with xìng, the left hand is stabbed horizontally, but the right hand is vertical, and the rhythm point is completely different from the speed and slowness, as if two people are attacking, without any traces of conventional moves.

In the face of such a strange opponent, Ming Xuan only used his heart and mind, beware of the movements of his hands, but fortunately, Ming Xuan's speed and agility were also quite impressive, and he could keep up with his way of fast fighting, but it would not be as wolf as fighting with Darhan.

Although Mo Jie's moves are a little weird, and the speed is extremely fast, but these Ming Xuan still have a way to deal with it, the only thing he is afraid of is the poison quenched on the dagger, those must be deadly poisons, absolutely impossible to touch!

Because of this layer of scruples, Ming Xuan had to be on guard, deliberately keeping a distance from the attacking dagger, and this was obviously not what Mo Jie wanted to see, he tried his best to get close to Ming Xuan, the blue dagger kept beckoning to him, and sometimes even at the cost of losing both, because Ming Xuan injured him but could be cured, but if he injured Ming Xuan, it would kill him!

Ming Xuan looked at the end of the day that kept rushing towards him, and he couldn't help but feel a little helpless in his heart, he couldn't imagine that he would have to endure this kind of desperate Saburo's style of play, he relied on this trick to draw Song Ming back then, and he didn't expect to encounter it three years later.

In all fairness, although Mo Jie is good at speed and agility, Ming Xuan is not weaker than him in these two aspects, and even has a certain advantage in strength, his moves are unpredictable, but Ming Xuan's drifting snow swordsmanship is also quite accomplished, and it is not so difficult to deal with, the only thing that gives him a headache is the poison on this dagger, and now Mo Jie is desperately fighting, and he does not hesitate to stab Ming Xuan, which makes him even more jealous.

Out of the protection of himself, Ming Xuan deliberately kept a certain distance from Mo Jie during attack and defense, the dagger was good at close combat, so he used the distance advantage of the long sword to open a safe distance from him, but Mo Jie obviously would not let him succeed, and from time to time he found a good opportunity to pounce, flashing blue dagger constantly dangling in front of his eyes, seeing that his eyes were a little stunted, and he felt a little hazy dizziness.

"Do you feel a little dizzy?" Mo Jie suddenly laughed coldly, his tone was strange, he stepped aside and stopped attacking, and kept looking at Ming Xuan.

"What do you mean?" Ming Xuan said as he looked at the figure in front of him that seemed to be a little erratic, and shook a little.

"I know you've been guarding against the venom on my dagger, thinking it's deadly, and you've been trying to keep it from getting close to you, but you're so wrong! The dagger is not a deadly poison at all, but a kind of psychedelic liquid! The smell is what kills! Don't you think it smells fishy? Don't worry! You'll never smell it soon!" Mo Jie laughed proudly and pounced on Ming Xuan!