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Chapter 293 Three strokes Zhou Wei

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"Junior Sister Yue, I didn't expect you to be so strong. I hope that is not your strongest state, otherwise you are not my opponent."

Qin Shuang smiled and said, "Then please show mercy to Senior Brother Zhong."

Zhong Ze shook his head and said, "That must not be your strongest state. Being merciful to you is cruel to yourself. I will defeat you with my strongest skill."

"good!"

A warm cheer suddenly broke out from another arena, and Zhou Wei defeated a monk, who bowed and said:

"Thank you, Senior Brother Zhou, for your advice."

The handsome Zhou Wei smiled faintly, but said nothing. The monk opposite jumped off the ring.

"Swoosh..."

Another figure jumped onto the ring and saluted to the surroundings, "Please give me some advice."

Zhou Wei still had a faint smile on his face and nodded slightly. The monk opposite showed excitement on his face and attacked the surroundings. Zhou Wei fought back with a sword.

Three tricks!

The inner disciple was defeated by Zhou Wei's sword.

Then another inner disciple jumped onto the ring, but with the same three moves, he defeated the inner disciple around him.

Then there were three more moves!

Three tricks!

Three tricks!

Still three moves!

No matter what kind of inner disciple who came up, Zhou Wei defeated the other party in three moves. This made Qin Shuang's eyes shrink.

With Zhou Wei's understatement, it is impossible for him to defeat the opponent in three moves, and he can defeat the opponent in one move, but he always has three moves.

"He is what Huang Caiyi said, the one who has a great adventure!"

A trace of curiosity arose in Qin Shuang's heart. She withdrew her gaze and looked at other rings. The rings were still hot. Until dusk, it finally became quiet and no one challenged the hundred rings again.

Above the hundred stages, a figure fluttered in clothes, and the sunset fell on them, as if wearing a layer of colorful armor.

On the high platform.

An elder stood up and shouted in a low voice: "Give you an hour of breath adjustment time. After an hour, the top ten matches will begin."

On the hundred arenas, many people sat cross-legged, took pills, and began to regulate their breathing.

However, there were more than a dozen people standing with their hands behind their backs, without the intention of regulating breathing.

These people are Qin Shuang, Yuan Yingxiu, Zhong Ze, Zhou Wei and others. No one has challenged them anymore, so they have long since recovered their cultivation. At this time, they all stood with their hands behind their backs, lowered their eyes slightly, adjusted their state, and kept their state at their peak.

One hour later.

The elder on the high platform shouted again: "The top ten competition begins."

"Boom boom boom..."

He saw hundreds of rings gathering in the middle and gathered into a huge ring, and one hundred inner disciples of Luofu Sect stood on this huge ring.

"Boom..."

Then he saw ten rings break away from the super-large ring, flying into the air, floating in the air. The monks on these ten rings were the first monks to confirm that no one would challenge them anymore. Among them was Qin Shuang.

The rules of the top ten games are still the same as those of the top 100 games. Everyone competes for the arena until no one challenges it.

The top 100 cultivators are all elites in the inner sect, and their worst cultivation is also the ninth level of the Foundation Establishment Stage. However, at this time, the inner sect disciples standing on the ten arenas floating in the air are even stronger!

Some people kept going up to challenge the ten people, but none of them succeeded. In less than two hours, there were no more monks in the ten arenas.

The ninety rings below continued to shrink, and then flew towards the elders on the platform. They were put away by the elders, and there were only ten rings left in the air.

The top five will be decided in the next game, and the monks on every two arenas will fight each other. The winner will enter the top five.

No designation, no draw of lots, is a completely voluntary challenge.

While everyone was still expecting the two people to collide, they saw Song Shishi on a ring sacrificing the Frost Sword and shouting at Qin Shuang:

"The moon is endless, please!"

Song Shishi issued a challenge, and the two people's ring began to gather in the middle, colliding with a "boom" to form a larger ring.

A ten-foot frost giant appeared on the ring. The frost giant was filled with ice ridges, which had more visual impact. A layer of frost appeared on the ring around it. Song Shishi stood on the huge head of the frost giant, holding the frost sword in her hand, pointing at Qinshuang's sword in her hand.

Qinshuang's right arm gathered on his side, and the white jade-like Dinghai Sword came out around his body, and she grabbed the hilt of the sword. In the sea of ​​consciousness, the green foundation building platform hovered, visualizing a green dragon, surrounding Qinshuang's body, and two dragon claws were placed on Qinshuang's shoulders, and a dragon head poked out from Qinshuang's head.

The magical power of the Qinglong: the development of the Qinglong.

The right hand was still holding the Dinghai Sword, but the left hand was thrust by one move. The grass rose from the ground and formed a sea of ​​swords, bombarding the huge frost giant. In just a moment, the huge frost giant exploded.

Under the rising sun, ice and snow reflected colorful light, and in the colorful light, the frost sword shot out and headed straight for the double-sided door of Qin.

"roar!"

With a dragon roar, the giant dragon coiled around Qinshuang's body came out and rushed towards the Frost Sword. The huge blue dragon and the Frost Sword kept colliding, and the sword light flew colorfully under the morning glow.

The blue dragon formed by the gathering of the sea of ​​consciousness entangled into the frost sword, and the qin two approached Song Shishi step by step. With each step, the momentum increased sharply. In an instant, it had arrived in front of Song Shishi.

The Dinghai Sword in his hand slashed down with the sound of the sword. The Frost Sword flew away. While using the power of the sea of ​​consciousness to control the Frost Sword, Song Shishi looked at the opposite side in horror. Then she saw Qin Shuang's left fist slamming towards her in her chest, coiling a green dragon around her arm, Qin Shuang's left fist enveloped the dragon's mouth, like a dragon swallowing a bead.

Song Shishi hurriedly raised her punch and faced Qin Shuang's left fist. However, she saw Qin Shuang's left fist turning into a palm, holding Song Shishi's wrist, and biting her arm like a dragon's mouth. Then, Qin Shuang swung her arms and turned around. In front of Song Shishi was dancing by Qin Shuang, drew a circle in the air, and fell down towards the ring.

"boom……"

The floating rings shook up and down in the air for a few times. Song Shishi's eyes rolled and she was knocked unconscious by Qin Shuang.

There was silence under the ring, and everyone could clearly hear their heartbeat.

His eyes were taken back from Song Shishi, who was lying on the ring and looked at the other four arenas. He saw that Yuan Yingxiu and Zhong Ze had already ended the battle. At this time, the second move was being started around him, and then the third move was defeating his opponent.

Even Qin Shuang's eyes shrank. Even if he had seen Yuan Yingxiu and Zhong Ze, he had about a bottom line for several games. However, this Zhou Wei, no matter who he met, no matter whether the opponent was strong or weak, always defeated the enemy in three moves, which made people unable to see the details clearly.
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