Chapter 67: Elite (4)
When Ji Nineteen won the ninth victory, the white-faced bearded man in the Crazy Sword Idiot Sword Gate camp shook up, and a small black iron sword swam out of his sleeve, rising in the wind, and instantly returned to its original appearance, this sword was dark all over, glowing with cold light, and the hilt was inlaid with dark rubies with very clear words Wuyu. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
The man jumped slightly, stepped on the three-foot blade, and rose up, first in a half-arc and then towards the field. After the sword was wound in half an arc, it turned from a three-foot sword huge to a length of a zhang and a width of three feet. The man also extracted a stream of mana from the dantian, went down the thigh meridians, and injected it into the huge Wufu Sword through the big acupoint on the soles of his feet. Suddenly, the black sword was covered with more than a foot of black light around the body, and the black light at the tip of the sword was even more exaggerated than six feet long.
"Hey, which word did Senior Brother Shu draw?" someone asked in surprise.
"I don't know, who is this Senior Brother Shu going to challenge by making such an exaggerated appearance at the expense of mana?" another fellow sword practitioner blurted out.
Before anyone else could answer, the one with the huge black sword had already rushed straight towards the C-shaped field.
"Hmph, what a Shu boy, it turns out that you are waiting for this time? Why are these sword learning boys all such a habit, and they hide silently until the end before they suddenly appear. When I asked just now, I deliberately concealed it and didn't answer. It's hateful. The yellow-haired and wide-mouthed old man said unhappily.
No one dared to take his words, everyone looked at me, I looked at you, and made sure that no one knew in advance that this person would now challenge the C-shaped field.
"Hey, this nickname is the Innocent Sword, which is very hidden. Huang Sandao said in his heart.
"Hmm, I see, this kid probably wants to elevate the figure of those swords by defeating Ji Boy. Hey, there's something to see. Huang Sandao's scar that ran through his entire face shook and his eyes shone brightly. Relying on the glory for the family just now, and respecting the old man with good wine, Huang Sandao was the first to speak. However, he still didn't dare to say it arrogantly, and observed the old man's reaction as he whispered. After the yellow-haired old man finished a few complaints, he fell silent, and when Huang Sandao spoke, he didn't look like he wanted to speak. This made Huang Sandao feel a lot more relieved, and the voice behind him slowly increased. The other disciples are also human spirits, where do you know, this yellow-haired old man doesn't want to care about these little things, and you and I started to take over the conversation one by one.
"Hmph, a despicable act of taking advantage of people's danger. Another man who obviously looked like a junior disciple of the knife said disdainfully.
"Yes, these swords are full of insidious energy, and I have a mysterious look at this kid in the stand. Another bearded man continued.
"I don't think so, let's pay attention. Huang Sandao denied it, laughed after speaking, and pulled the scar, which looked hideous and abnormal.
The other disciples, the face of the kung fu are all cultivated to the home, although they use the sword, and they also feel that the sword is a little unauthentic, but they are not willing to speak, one by one Gu Jing Wubo sat in place, not expressing any opinions, as if the few people who made the knife were farting. Even the two sword disciples who spoke out just now were also silent, staring at the field.
On the field, the white-faced bearded man had already suppressed the flying sword and landed in the arena, and the innocent sword had also recovered to three feet, but the sword around him was still the same.
"It's not talented, Shu Bu, the eleventh generation of sword cultivators of the Sword Crazy Sword Sect, came up to ask for advice. The man bowed and said flatly.
It is also interesting to say that the disciples of this sect who practice swords usually rank the crazy sword first when they report their names, and they also deliberately emphasize that they are disciples of the sword; Fortunately, in the Three Holy Cities, the Crazy Sword Idiot Sword Sect is here, there is no other semicolon, no matter whether they are upside down or upside down, no one interferes with them, and they can also be numbered with their sect.
Ji Nineteen looked this person up and down, and from the posture that this person deliberately made when he appeared, it could be judged that this person came prepared. And this person and the yellow three knives are from the same door, although one makes a knife and the other uses a sword, but since this door is named after the sword, it probably has a considerable study on the sword and sword, which should not be underestimated. At least this person should be treated as Huang Sandao's considerable strength.
Judging from his unsmiling and exaggerated appearance, this person must have an excellent face, and he is white-faced, with a chill, and he must not be a bold way like Huang Sandao.
Ji Jiu's hand shook, a few pills of the spirit pill in his hand, threw it into his mouth, and swallowed it with a bang, although he swallowed some pills to supplement the mana after the previous competition, he still did not carelessly, and took a few pills before the battle, so as not to lack mana.
On the other side, Shu did not leave, Shi Li reported his surname and his name, but he didn't see the other party's words, but took the pill. There was a trace of displeasure in my heart, I was originally preparing to pick up your big leak in the last game, but you were better to delay the time.
But he is a person who wants to save face, and he is unwilling to attack first before the other party has not reported his name, so he has to take a deep breath, press down the trace of displeasure, and calmly watch the other party finish everything.
After Ji Nineteen swallowed the pill, he dispersed the original two layers of shields on his body, and then slowly took out three talismans and slapped them on his body, and the three layers of light curtains rose, one yellow, one green and one red, which were three new shields of earth, water, and fire. The strongest defense of the earth genus is in the innermost place, followed by the water genus, which is placed in the middle, and the fire genus is the outermost.
Although the consumption of the first few competitions was not very large, and there were some benefits after the competition, but now Ji Nineteen still consumed three layers of mana. Of course, he wants to delay as much time as possible to replenish mana, but no matter how much time he delays, it is a drop in the bucket, and he can't replenish much mana to come back, it's just better than nothing, and he just has a psychological comfort.
After dragging Shi Li to report his name and surname, the competition between the two officially began.
Na Shu Buli held the shield, pinched the trick to let the Wufu sword levitate straight in front of him, and the sword on the sword rose and jumped, cheering up the spirit, waiting for Ji Nineteen to attack. Originally, he came out in the last game, and he had some intention of picking up cheap, but he was not arrogant enough to have the confidence to catch it, and he still attached great importance to the opponent opposite.
Ji Nineteen was eager to delay, but this was too unsightly, weakening his reputation of winning the first place in a hundred melee and winning nine games in a row.
After only a moment of silence, Ji Nineteen took the lead in throwing out the talisman and manipulating the steel sword to launch a tentative attack.
As early as when Shu Buli rushed to the field exaggeratedly, the eyes of the people in the stands noticed this.