Zaun, who was drinking tea on the referee's bench, almost couldn't hold back a mouthful, what's going on?
The disciples around the arena also looked confused, isn't this just a toothpick, how big is it?
But thinking of Wu Xiaofan's name, a group of people thought that maybe they didn't understand the mystery inside, and they looked solemn when they saw Wan Guiyi in the ring.
Of course Wan Guiyi was serious at this time, because he felt that he was locked by an inexplicable aura.
"Brother Wan, be careful." Wu Xiaofan reminded, then waved his hands forward, the toothpick-shaped thing turned into a ray of light and shot towards the opponent.
There was a warning sign in Wan Guiyi's heart, and he hurriedly used his footwork to quickly dodge to the side, but unfortunately he was still half a minute late, and a bloodstain on his arm burst open, which was still wiped by the toothpick.
He suddenly turned around, and after the toothpick flew past, he suddenly turned back, like a pocket version of a flying sword.
The key is that there is no sign of reentry, and the speed is fast, as if it does not obey the laws of object motion at all.
Wan Guiyi didn't dare to dodge casually anymore, but swung his sword and stabbed at the toothpick.
Ding!
????????????????? With a crisp sound, he hit the toothpick accurately.
There were bursts of exclamations from the audience, obviously admiring Wan Guiyi's ability to accurately stab such a small toothpick under such circumstances.
You know, because the speed is too fast, they can't even see it clearly, let alone hit it at high speed.
The toothpick spun and was knocked into the air, and soon attacked from another angle like a ghost.
Wan Guiyi's face changed, and he used his swordsmanship to the extreme.
The entire arena was shimmering with cold light, and sword aura was everywhere.
And that toothpick is even more elusive, forming a spherical attack net around him, attacking from all directions with a tricky angle.
Because the speed was too fast, the friction with the air formed trails of dragging light and shadow.
On the high platform, Guan Youhai's expression changed: "Is this the art of controlling the sword?"
The real swordsmanship can only be achieved by a master of the soul realm. After cultivating the Yin God, it can be attached to objects, and it can literally take the head of a person thousands of miles away.
Of course, there are some masters in several realms, and there are also some talented people who can perform a simplified version of the sword control technique within a short distance.
But no matter how simple it is, Yujianshu is a powerful existence that makes people hard to guard against.
And everyone who can find the way to control the sword can be regarded as an unborn genius.
Wang Wuxie said modestly: "It's not a real sword control technique, it's just a magic weapon of his own cultivation."
Although he spoke plainly, everyone around him could hear his pride.
A group of people stared at Wan Tongtian, a little curious. Now that Wan Guiyi has fallen into a disadvantage, why is he not in a hurry? Could it be...
Soon a few people had the answer. They saw that Wan Guiyi no longer stabbed straight with his sword, but stood in front of him with both hands holding the sword. Immediately afterwards, a shocking sword aura rose, centering on his body, an enlarged version The phantom of his long sword appeared on the ring.
At this time, no matter how tricky the angle of the toothpick was, every time it hit the phantom of the long sword, it was bounced away.
Wan Guiyi opened his eyes and said with a sneer, "I'm a professional at playing swords!" As soon as he said that, he raised his hands and slashed down, and the huge sword energy directly slashed at Wu Xiaofan.
Wu Xiaofan's pupils shrank sharply, and a light mask formed around his body instantly.
The sword energy slashed on the mask, and there was a loud bang, dust flew up all over the sky, and the entire arena was even split in half.
Feng Wuchang of Guanxin Peak's eyelids twitched, it's all money!
Other than him, the others were more concerned about the outcome of the ring, with countless pairs of eyes staring at the center of the smoke.
Wu Xiaofan's figure slowly appeared, compared to before, his clothes were more damaged at this time, obviously injured by the sword energy.
Dust was also stained in several places on his face. Since the start of this competition, no one has seen him so embarrassed.
"You actually blocked it?" Wan Guiyi was taken aback, "But it doesn't matter, I see how many swords you can catch!"
As soon as the words fell, a huge sword energy formed again and slashed towards the opponent.
This sword energy has completely locked on the opponent, and he has no chance to hide if he wants to.
Wu Xiaofan looked dignified, waved his hand, and the toothpick no longer carried out the futile ???????????????? attack, but returned to his hand.
Wan Guiyi sneered secretly, do you want to use such a small thing to resist my giant sword, and cut you in half with one sword later.
He was annoyed by the flexible ghost of this toothpick before, and finally found a chance to head-on, how could he not be excited.
But his smile froze quickly, and his eyes almost popped out.
"It's really big!"
I don't know who said it, everyone's attention was attracted by the thing in Wu Xiaofan's hand.
The toothpick that was originally pocket-sized seems to have taken some elixir, and it grows directly against the wind, and soon becomes a big stick of tens of feet, which is not under the giant sword on the opposite side, and even three points bigger.
Wu Xiaofan roared, holding the big stick and swept towards the giant sword.
There was a deafening explosion sound, which was the sound of the vitality of both sides being shattered and annihilated.
The two people on the stage flickered, and a trace of blood spilled from the corners of their mouths. Obviously, they both suffered serious internal injuries.
Wan Guiyi finally realized what the other party meant when he said "mine is big, bear with it".
Despite this, a strong fighting spirit flashed in his eyes, and he slashed over with the giant sword again: "Come again!"
Wu Xiaofan also yelled again and again, no longer the usual calm and breezy appearance.
The big stick and the giant sword collided countless times in the sky, and the terrifying vitality fluctuations even required several people from the referee's seat to strengthen the barrier of the ring, so as not to hurt the surrounding audience.
The disciples of the Nine Schools were shocked. With this kind of terrifying power, if they went up, wouldn't they be beaten to pieces in an instant?
Lou Wucheng, Zhiyin and other chief disciples who were usually proud and arrogant also looked ugly, thinking that they might be very embarrassed on the court.
At this time, the people in Biluo Palace stood up one after another, exclaiming one by one, because they saw Wan Guiyi fell to the ground after being bombarded, blood dripping all over his body and trying to get up, but unfortunately he was too seriously injured and failed several times.
In the end, he gritted his teeth and struck the ground with his long sword, standing upright tremblingly.
Wu Xiaofan on the opposite side slowly fell from the air, his clothes were similar to those of a beggar, and he was also bleeding, obviously injured by the opponent's sword energy.
But he was still able to stand up straight so easily, the outcome was clearly decided.
Wan Gui's eyes were filled with reluctance, and he tried to draw the sword several times, but it's a pity that the usual simple movements are as difficult as reaching the sky at this time.
Wu Xiaofan sighed: "I took advantage of today's match, if Brother Wan hadn't been injured in the last match, I might not have won this match."
Everyone praised in their hearts, this Wu Xiaofan deserves to be recognized as the number one of the younger generation, whether it is his cultivation or his bearing, it is really heartbreaking.
However, there were sharp-eyed people who noticed that his hands shrunk behind his back were also trembling, obviously Wu Xiaofan's condition at this time was also extremely bad.
Therefore, what he said may indeed be true. Wan Guiyi in his prime will not necessarily lose if he fights against him.
Wan Guiyi fell into silence, and let out a sigh of relief after a long time: "If you lose, you lose. There are so many reasons."
After speaking, he struck the ground with his long sword and moved down the stage step by step.
Wan Tongtian felt distressed when he saw it, and hurriedly flew over to help him up.
"Father, I'm sorry." Wan Guiyi couldn't hold on anymore and collapsed into his arms.
Wantongtian burst into tears: "No, child, you have done a good job."
Seeing this scene, the Huo Spiritualist in the distance snorted too coldly, and then said to Pei Mianman: "Next time you must win, and let the whole Taoist sect see who can be trusted in Biluo Palace."
Although her foundation is a little weaker, she has two rounds of byes, and it is her advantage to wait for work at leisure, so she may not be unable to win the championship.
Pei Mianman said helplessly: "Brother, after all, he is trying to win glory for Biluo Palace, so there is no need to add insult to injury."
Master really resents the Palace Master to the extreme.
"I lost even if I lost, what kind of glory is there to fight for." Huo Lingshi snorted too much, feeling very irritable in his heart, but he also gave up his previous plan to ridicule.
Master Jianhuang of Wuyou Temple suddenly sighed: "Hey~"
"What's the matter, Master?" The little monk who was rebooting at the side asked curiously.
"I think the future of our Buddhism is worrying." Master Jianhuang frowned.
"Why do you say that?" The little rebooting monk stroked his bald head, somewhat puzzled.
"Look at these disciples from the Taoist sect, they are really full of talents, and then look at the successors of our Buddhist sect." Master Jianhuang glanced at Jie Se, shook his head while sighing, seemed a little disheartened.
The little monk who rebooted: "..."
After all, I paid by mistake, so I shouldn't have opened my mouth to answer your questions.
Feng Wuchang of Guanxin Peak quickly announced that the winner of the first match was Wu Xiaofan, and then began the next match, Peng Wuyan from Kongming Island faced Shi Dingtian from Taixuan Cave.
He looked at the ring that had just been destroyed, and thought to himself that luckily I was reliable and prepared a few spare rings.
Before Qiu Honglei came to the stage, Yun Jianyue looked solemn: "Be careful later, these Taoist disciples are not simple."
Having just witnessed the contest between Wu Xiaofan and Wan Guiyi, she also put away her contempt.
The main reason is that Qiu Honglei can't use her charms in full view, and many of the original moves can't be used, maybe it might really turn the boat over.
