Chixuan sneered: "So what if you're back? You're not ready to be beaten. Come on, let me show you your methods and see what you've learned in the past few years since you came down the mountain."
"Senior Brother Chixuan, I can give you a few moves first, so that you won't say that junior fellow apprentices don't know how to respect the elderly and care for the young. You can do it first." The sloppy Taoist priest took out his lightning wooden sword and pointed it at Chixuan.
Hearing what the sloppy Taoist said, Zhixuan's fiery temper couldn't bear it, and he immediately shouted: "I'll chop you alive!"
As he spoke, he raised his sword and rushed towards the sloppy Taoist priest. The magic sword in his hand burst out with a ball of golden light. As soon as this guy came up, he planned to give the sloppy Taoist priest a hard blow.
The sword made a green sound and went straight to the sloppy Taoist's vitals.
The sloppy Taoist priest quickly raised the lightning wooden sword in his hand to take the attack.
After the two swords were put together, the sloppy Taoist groaned and took several steps back. His body was already close to the edge of the ring, and he almost fell off the ring.
However, when several of us saw this scene, we were not at all nervous.
The sloppy Taoist priest must have deliberately shown weakness again to make his opponent feel that he couldn't help but beat him.
Only in this way will the other party relax their guard and feel that the sloppy Taoist priest can be manipulated at will and not take him seriously at all.
Seeing that the sloppy Taoist priest was almost kicked off the ring, the brothers who held the Xuan sect all cheered loudly as if they had been beaten to death.
"Well done, senior brother, come on."
"He was so careless that he almost fell off the ring with just one move. He was lucky in the previous games. He met our senior brother Chixuan a long time ago and he lost the first game."
"That's right, this guy is just here to make up his own reputation."
Those few people spoke triumphantly, reducing the slovenly Taoist priest to worthless.
Seeing the sloppy Taoist like this, Chixuan did not take advantage of the victory to pursue the victory. He held up the magic sword and said with a smile: "Chiwen, it's really easy for you to knock you down with one move. Senior brother, I want to have a good time with you." , you just told me to give you three moves, but I think you can’t do it either.”
"I thought you were so powerful, but it's just like this, why don't I just stand here?" The sloppy Taoist priest continued to say contemptuously.
This old man began to irritate Chixuan again.
In anger, and because he was being praised a bit at this moment, he must have underestimated the enemy. In this way, he was not far away from losing.
"Okay, okay! Let me see how stubborn you can be. I have to smash your mouth today!" Chixuan said, stepping forward again, a terrifying force erupted from the sword, and he hit it hard. The sloppy Taoist struck out with his sword again.
The sloppy Taoist priest repeated his old tricks and quickly took another move from him with his lightning strike wooden sword.
This time, the sloppy Taoist priest continued to retreat, and his body hit a pillar on the ring.
The pillar made a crisp sound, and a deep crack appeared on it.
I saw the sloppy Taoist priest spit out a mouthful of blood when he opened his mouth.
Good guy, if I hadn't known about the blood bag on his body, I would have almost believed it.
Even Chi Xuan was stunned. He didn't expect that his sword would hit the sloppy Taoist priest like this.
The Taoist priest in green who was standing under the ring shook his head helplessly, and immediately stepped forward and asked: "Chiwen, can we still fight? If not, just admit defeat, so as not to hurt your life."
The sloppy Taoist priest pretended to be in great pain, waved his hand towards the Taoist priest in green, and said weakly: "Uncle, I can still fight..."
"Then be careful. If it doesn't work, give up. You are already in the top ten. There is no need to fight. Your master is already very happy." The Taoist Priest in Qingyi said with relief.
"I'm fine..." The slovenly Taoist priest took a few steps forward unsteadily, holding the thunderbolt wooden sword. He looked as weak as if he had given birth to octuplets in one breath.
They look really alike.
Chixuan saw that the sloppy Taoist priest was vomiting blood. He was probably a little frustrated. He was no longer as arrogant as before. He looked at him and said: "Chiwen, you are like this, and you still beat me. You can take another strike from me." , I’m afraid your boy is going to die.”
"I'm not afraid, so what are you afraid of? You don't have to pay with your life if you beat me to death. It's all of my own free will." The sloppy Taoist priest wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.
"Uncle Master, you heard me clearly. He asked me to beat him. He is really going to kill him, but it has nothing to do with me." Chixuan looked at the old man in green under the ring.
The old man in green clothes had no choice but to wave his hand helplessly, signaling to continue the competition.
The sloppy Taoist priest waved his hand towards Zhixuan: "Come on, come and knock me down. You haven't eaten, and you have no energy at all."
"Let's see how stubborn you can be!" Chixuan was angered again and struck hard with his sword again.
The sloppy Taoist priest still blocked the opponent's magic sword with an ordinary sword strike.
This time, the sloppy Taoist priest was even worse than last time. He was blown away by Chi Xuan's sword and fell on the ring, twitching all over and feeling like he was about to die.
Oscar really owes him a statuette.
We watched on the sidelines, it was quite uncomfortable, and I almost laughed out loud.
Seeing the sloppy Taoist like this, the green-robed Taoist priest quickly jumped onto the ring, squatted down and shouted: "Chiwen... give up."
"I...I'm okay..." The sloppy Taoist grabbed Taoist Priest Qingyi's arm and stood up from the ground unsteadily.
"Uncle Master, as long as I don't fall off the ring, I won't lose... You go down below and wait..." The sloppy Taoist priest said to the Taoist priest in green.
"You kid...why are you so stubborn? Hurry up and admit defeat!" The old man couldn't hold his breath anymore.
"I still want to fight." As he said that, the sloppy Taoist priest raised the magic sword in his hand again and pointed it at Chixuan.
Seeing that his persuasion didn't work, the old Taoist in Qingyi jumped off the ring.
Chixuan was frightened by the sloppy Taoist priest's appearance at this time. He was really afraid of beating him to death, so he said: "Chiwen, stop fighting. We are all from the same school. If you die, who will I bully in the future?" ?”
"I told you to give you three moves. Now that the three moves have passed, I'm going to beat you up." The sloppy Taoist priest said again.
"You really won't cry until you see the coffin, then fine, I'll make it happen for you!"
Chixuan said, and killed him with another sword. The sloppy Taoist priest stood motionless. When he saw that the other party was about to come to him, suddenly, the sloppy Taoist priest suddenly disappeared out of thin air. With one strike of Chixuan's sword Stab in the air, horrified.
Then the sloppy Taoist priest suddenly walked around behind Chixuan and kicked him in the butt.
This time, Chi Xuan was kicked far away and his head hit the pillar on the ring.
This sudden reversal made those people below the ring stunned. Even the Taoist Priest in Qingyi did not expect that the sloppy Taoist would suddenly do this.
