"No. 1278, Wang Fugui from Mu Shen Gang versus No. 1279, Xie Wule from Longhu Gang."
"There are no restrictions on weapons, no restrictions on elixirs, no restrictions on formation symbols, and no malicious harm to people's lives!"
"The competition begins!"
Following the elder's order, Xie Wule was no longer as timid as he was in the match with Saturday Qi, and chose to start and win.
"The sword technique of the setting sun, a rainbow pierces the sun!" The long sword in Xie Wule's hand seemed to turn into a wisp of white smoke, and he quickly attacked Wang Fugui in conjunction with Xie Wule's footsteps.
Wang Fugui saw Xie Wule approaching with calm eyes and his hands behind his back. He never showed any intention of drawing out his weapon.
Xie Wule didn't care whether Wang Fugui was playing tricks on him or not, he didn't hesitate in his movements and took the sword three inches above his left chest. Is it true or false? My sword has arrived. If you don’t want to be eliminated, you must react!
Xie Wule, on the other hand, has some spare power and can counterattack at any time based on Wang Fugui's actions. The situation seems to be leaning towards Xie Wule.
what happened?
Xie Wule suddenly stabbed in front of Wang Fugui and was blinded by a sudden gust of sand. When he opened his eyes again, there was Wang Fugui on the ring!
God's Hidden Curse? Xie Wule considered all possibilities. The only thing I know is that the Divine Hidden Curse can make people temporarily invisible.
Xie Wule was wary of his surroundings. He took out a magic spell and was about to activate it. The air around him suddenly fluctuated. Xie Wule raised his eyes and didn't see anything. If it weren't for Xie Wule's spiritual consciousness being stronger than ordinary people's, he wouldn't have been able to detect this weak change.
The wave was getting closer and closer to him. Xie Wule didn't know what it was, so he didn't dare to take it rashly and dodge hastily.
The wave hit the arena and created another wave of sand.
Xie Wule looked up according to the angle of the ripples.
Wang Fugui, who was also in the elite realm, was floating in the sky and was looking down at him at the moment.
Only then did Xie Wule feel that there was also a slight wind under Wang Fugui's feet.
Wind belongs to true Qi!
Just when Xie Wule was surprised, he saw Wang Fugui wave his palm gently, and the wind blade hit him again.
Xie Wule still couldn't see these wind blades. He could only feel the flow changes of the surrounding air to roughly estimate the direction of the wind blades, and then dodge.
Wang Fugui is so high above. With his current strength, even if he unleashes his true energy, he still can't reach such a high place. Is it possible that my achievements will be consumed like this until I am completely exhausted?
Faced with the continuous and invisible wind blades, Xie Wule once failed to dodge and was hit. The power of the wind blades was not as great as when it hit the ring, and the hits only caused some pain. And as the distance increases, the power will be further weakened.
But despite this, there is nothing to be done about the extremely large number of wind blades.
Xie Wule stood in the distance and looked at Wang Fugui in the sky. The more he thought about it, the more unwilling he became.
Um? Xie Wule found something suspicious. It seemed that since the beginning of the competition, Wang Fugui had never changed his position, no matter where he was in the ring, whether he was far or near from Wang Fugui, and the hurricane under his feet had never changed in any way.
Xie Wule once again looked intently at Wang Fugui in the air. Wang Fugui was not as graceful as he had imagined, and seemed to be walking on thin ice even above the hurricane.
I see.
Short-distance flying can only be achieved after transcending the mortal realm. Wang Fugui relied on his wind energy to be more sensitive to air flow and relied on hurricanes to lift himself up. However, his cultivation was still at the outstanding level. Compared with the transcendent realm, , the control of Zhen Qi is still much worse.
Therefore, Wang Fugui could not move as he pleased. He could only huddle in one place, and he had to always pay attention to the state of the hurricane under his feet to prevent himself from falling from the sky. The other side wants to use the wind blade to attack Xie Wule. If nothing unexpected happens, Wang Fugui's spiritual consciousness is in a highly used state at this time...
You can't be prepared for both offense and defense!
Xie Wule took a fierce step and threw his long sword at Wang Fugui.
Wang Fugui's body visibly swayed a few times, and the wind blades that had been attacking him stopped and turned to resist the flying swords thrown by Xie Wule.
Facing the weak wind blade, the long sword was as powerful as a bamboo, approaching Wang Fugui.
Wang Fugui panted heavily and finally stopped the long sword, but countless things rose up under his feet and attacked him with the hurricane.
Wang Fugui hurriedly dispersed the hurricane, but the countless things were still flying upward, and he was falling again. Seeing that he was about to be surrounded, Wang Fugui blocked his chest with his arms and closed his eyes subconsciously.
His breath was in chaos, and he couldn't control his true energy and his body. Wang Fugui fell heavily to the ground, gritting his teeth to prevent himself from screaming.
Wang Fugui was lying on the ground, and just as he was about to push himself up, a silver light stung his eyes.
Looking along the long sword towards the shirtless Xie Wule, there are many scars on the tight muscles. When Wang Fugui was confused, what he saw just now appeared again in front of his eyes.
One piece, two pieces...
Countless pieces of cloth fell from the sky.
Wang Fugui laughed and realized: "It turns out to be Brother Xie's shirt! I give up!"
Xie Wule stepped forward fiercely and threw his long sword. While Wang Fugui was dealing with the long sword, he tore off his shirt, cut countless pieces of cloth with his true energy, wrapped the cloth pieces in his true energy, and threw them at the hurricane at Wang Fugui's feet.
As soon as the piece of cloth comes into contact with the hurricane, it immediately dances and rises...
"Admit it." Xie Wule sheathed the long sword, held it in his hand as a salute, stretched out a hand to Wang Fugui, and said with a smile: "Brother Wang's true energy is very special, but now we are all still in the elite realm, and our spiritual consciousness is not strong yet. The control of Zhen Qi is a bit lacking, otherwise, Brother Wang, if you just pay more attention to how to defend, I will be defeated this time."
"No. 1279, Longhu Gang Xie Wule won!"
"Brother Wang, see you later."
"Well, see you later." Watching Xie Wule leave, Wang Fugui shook his head and walked down the ring with a smile.
Unexpectedly, Xie Wule could see his own weakness in such a short encounter. It seems that my method is not effective for everyone.
Since wind-attributed true energy is extremely rare, there are also very few wind-based exercises. Although there are exercises that can be practiced with any attribute, such as the Setting Sun Sword Technique, Wang Fugui believes that in such a competition among thirteen gangs, Among them, these popular products are not enough to break into the top one thousand.
Therefore, Wang Fugui's offensive methods are scarce, and his defense may not be able to stop him.
So after Wang Fugui thought about it day and night, he finally came up with this method of fighting.
No matter who the opponent is or what moves he makes, he stands with his hands behind his back, unmoved, and looks confident. This will cause doubts to arise in the opponent's mind and they will not dare to attack rashly.
Then rely on the hurricane to make yourself fly. It is also a Jiejing state. This method can make the opponent who is worried and suspicious even more afraid of you, and directly make the opponent start to collapse from the heart.
If the opponent is still unwilling to admit defeat, then use the wind blade. Although the wind blade is not very powerful, its silent feature can make people scared. As long as you deliberately hit a wind blade on the ground, the sand and dust raised by the airflow will make the opponent look like this move is extremely powerful and cannot be resisted.
When this psychological hint of pressing closer is combined with the tension during the competition, the opponent's inner defense will be completely destroyed, thus defeating him without any attack.
Wang Fugui relies not on strength, but on psychology. Whenever he meets anyone other than Xie Wule, most of them will surrender on their own initiative, just like the opponent Wang Fugui met in the last game.
It's a pity that I met Xie Wule in the second game, otherwise it would not be impossible to enter the top 1,000. Xie Wule has experienced too much despair along the way. Wang Fugui's methods may not be as good as mosquito bites to him.
"Are you Zuo Yi from the Longhu Gang?" Zhuge Kong walked up to Zuo Yi and asked with a stiff smile.
Zuo Yiyi nodded: "Brother Zhuge, what do you want to do?"
"You actually know me!" Brother Zhuge was surprised, and saw Xie Wule slowly walking out of the East Competition Arena, and said clearly: "It turns out he told you."
"It's not a bad thing to know more about people who may be threats." Zuo Yi said.
"I didn't expect that I would be a threat to the famous Zuoyi. What a blessing. It's a pity that I can only have the opportunity to compete with you after I enter the top 1,000 and qualify for admission."
The reputation of Zuo Yiyi who joined the division in one day was not limited to the Sixth Place Dragon and Tiger Gang. Although Zuo Yi had not come into contact with other gangs before, the Thirteen Gangs would communicate with each other from time to time, and Zuo Yi's reputation spread. Although he did not enter the mortal state during this competition, many people felt that he was not worthy of his name.
If someone usually showed compliments to him, Zhuge Kong would definitely feel secretly happy, especially if the person was a well-known figure like Xiang Zuoyi.
However, Zhuge Kong did not feel happy at this moment, but instead felt a little more worried. Although many people said that Zuo Yi was not worth mentioning because he had not entered the realm of transformation, Zhuge Kong could always vaguely feel an inexplicable and indescribable sense of danger in Zuo Yi.
"Really?" Zuo Yi smiled: "Then you should be very lucky that you didn't meet me before you entered the thousand ranks."
Zhuge Kong subconsciously took half a step back, looked at Xie Wule who was about to rush to the side, nodded to him, and quickly turned around and left.
Just now, he suddenly felt a suffocating momentum. Is it the one from the left? No, he just escaped from the mortal realm, how could he have such a terrifying momentum...
"Brother Zuo, was that Zhuge Kong just now?" Xie Wule looked at Zhuge Kong who was leaving and asked.
Zuo Yiyi nodded: "It's him. He came over to chat for a while."
"Xie Wule, what are you dressed up like?" Luonan also ran over at this time and said in surprise when he saw Xie Wule's naked upper body.
Xie Wule then remembered what he looked like. He had just stayed in the martial arts arena for so long to watch other people's competitions. He said embarrassedly: "Brother Zuo, Miss Luonan, I'll go back first."
"Thank you, brother, for your permission." Zuo Yi said with a smile.
Xie Wule used Qinggong and quickly rushed to his residence.
"Huh? Xie Wule is still in the elite realm, right? What kind of movement is this?" Luo Nan asked, looking at Xie Wule's light figure. The burst was not fast, but the breath was long and long.
"I don't know." Zuo Yi squinted his eyes, looked at it for a while, and shook his head.
"There are things you don't know." Zuo Yi always acted like he knew everything before, which put Luonan under pressure. Now Zuo Yi's answer made Luonan happy again.
I suddenly forgot that on the way here I wanted to ask Zuo Yi why he didn't wait for me every time...
