CHAPTER XXXI

Out of the green dragon came a middle-aged man who looked like a scribe, dressed in green clothes and holding a brush in his hand.

On the other side, Shen Xingsoul looked at the people behind him, waiting for someone to take the initiative to stand up and fight.

Sure enough, someone in the crowd behind him clasped his fists at Shen Xingsoul and said:

"Shen Shao, I'm willing to fight!"

This man was a bald man, with a black dragon tattooed on his head, and his muscles were full of explosive power.

Shen Xingsoul nodded, signaling that he could go to the first battle.

The bald man didn't look like a particularly shrewd and cautious person, but in fact, he also thought in his heart that if he could win the first victory in the first battle, not only would his prestige be improved, but he would also leave a good impression on Shen Xingsoul.

Not only that, he is still confident in his own strength, although he has not been a person in power before, it does not mean that his combat power is inferior to others.

Now he stepped forward a few steps, clasped his fists at the middle-aged scribe opposite, and then stood up straight, staring at each other with his eyes, looking for flaws.

The middle-aged scribe on the opposite side had a very flat expression on his face, but there was still some tension in the depths of his eyes, after all, this was the first battle, and winning or losing was very important, and it would even directly affect the final result.

The middle-aged scribe returned the salute with a fist and took the lead.

I saw him waving the brush in his hand, which was the same size as an ordinary brush at first, but after the middle-aged scribe made a seal with both hands, he pressed the brush, and the whole brush skyrocketed, and in just a moment, it became like an ordinary arm.

The middle-aged scribe took out the golden ink out of nowhere, dipped the huge brush in the ink in his hand, and carved something in the void.

The bald man smiled, of course he would not let him use his magical powers, holding a spear in his hand, the whole person walked like flying, and in a blink of an eye, he was already close.

The middle-aged scribe raised his head suddenly, there was a flash of golden light in his eyes, the bald man was slightly stunned, and his footsteps stopped, but for a moment, the bald man returned to normal, and the spear in his hand went straight to the middle-aged scribe's door.

The silver spear was like a dragon, heading straight for the middle-aged scribe's vital point, with a momentum like a rainbow!

The middle-aged scribe on the opposite side had already written the first golden text at this time, and waved it at the spear.

"Ding!"

The spear could not be used to advance an inch, but it felt as if it had been pierced in stainless steel, and the tip of the spear was pressed against it.

It can be clearly seen that a golden text blocked the castration of the spear, and now the light is so bright that it is a little dazzling to look at.

It is said that it is a text, but no one knows what it is, but such an extraordinary text should have been handed down from ancient times.

The bald man's spear was blocked, and at this time, he gritted his teeth and kicked the ground fiercely, and the golden words exploded instantly, and the spear was like a bolt of lightning, and it was about to stab the middle-aged scribe.

At this time, the second text in the middle-aged scribe's hand was written, and without waiting for him to make any movement, the text automatically flew up, not only against the spear, but even a wisp of lightning appeared, and the bald man only felt that his hands were stabbed by something, and then his hands were numb, and the spear in his hand fell to the ground.

"Dangchang!"

The bald man saw sweat on his forehead, and he had always taken the initiative to attack from the beginning to the present, and the middle-aged scribe had been on the defensive, but he couldn't hurt anyone at all, and now the blade in his hand was even more off.

Just as he was thinking wildly, the second golden text flew quickly towards him.

The bald man was startled and hurriedly dodged, but as soon as his figure moved, the third golden text had already arrived.

With a snap, he slapped the back of the bald man, and the bald man stumbled, almost falling to the ground, blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, not only that, but the place behind him that was hit by the golden text was actually a little scorched.

The bald man stood firm, glanced at the middle-aged scribe coldly, but he didn't dare to think about anything, there were two golden words next to him, and he could only try his best to dodge now.

The middle-aged scribe seemed to be easy, but it was already the limit to be able to write these three golden words, there were nine golden words in total, but he only had four in total, which was exchanged for millions of contribution points.

It can be said that his nine golden characters are no less valuable than Shen Xingsoul's delusional Dharma Pill, but his cultivation is too low, and he can't write nine complete ones at all, so he can only split them apart. It still poses a great threat to the bald man.

The bald man gritted his teeth, feeling aggrieved in his heart, he had never fought against people like this, and he couldn't get close to him at all, let alone defeat him.

Seeing that the battle situation was like this, Shen Xingsoul's side knew that the outcome had been decided, and it seemed that the middle-aged scribe had won very easily.

On the other side, among the green dragons, everyone had arrogance on their faces, because they won the first game.

However, at this moment, something happened suddenly, the bald man roared, and his hands pinched the two golden words fiercely, but there was lightning on the golden words, and the bald man's whole body twitched.

But even so, he walked towards the middle-aged scribe step by step.

One step at a time, each step was a little difficult, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that he used all his strength.

All the lightning swam over him, he screamed in the arc, his clothes were long gone, but his steps were still the same.

The middle-aged scribe was a little panicked, he had no other ability, these three golden words were already the limit, but he didn't expect someone to be so desperate today, he grabbed the two words and walked towards him, and he was a little panicked for a while.

The middle-aged scribe quickly sealed his hands, desperately trying to catch the golden words that he had brought back to him to block the footsteps of the bald man.

On the other side, the golden text in the bald man's hand was also constantly struggling and shaking violently, but no matter what, the bald man just didn't let go, and even tightened his grip more and more.

Seeing the bald man like this, a touch of anger flashed in the eyes of the middle-aged scribe, and he gritted his teeth fiercely, and the seal in his hand changed rapidly, pointing at the golden text.

In an instant, the light of the two golden words soared, and the arc on them was more than twice as powerful.

The bald man screamed strangely, only to feel that the whole person was almost confused, and his eyes were a little blurry.

But even so, the bald man did not retreat, and his hands were still exerting force, approaching the middle-aged scribe.

Seeing that it was getting closer and closer, it seemed as if the bald man was going to fall down at any moment.

Everyone was nervous, if the bald man fell, then the green dragon won, if not, the victory and defeat are very likely to be reversed.

The middle-aged scribe is also constantly changing positions, but his speed is really not his strong point, even compared to the middle-aged man at this time.

Now, the middle-aged man roared, and the speed of the whole person increased to the extreme, and he went straight to the middle-aged scribe like an arrow.

With a bang, the two collided together, both fell to the ground, and no one stood up.

In this first battle, the two sides drawn!