On the stage, Xunmeng slowly withdrew his outstretched right hand and disappeared from the competitive platform among a white light.

The scene was silent.

From the qualifiers to yesterday's top 32 matches, Shen Xiaoyao spent a lot of time and spent a lot of time to poison his opponent bit by bit. But this game ended in an instant...

But it's not victory, but defeat...

Failed instantly!

People only saw Xunmeng on the stage gently lifting his right hand, without any skill effect, no energy boom, or something, just simply lifting his right hand... Shen Xiaoyao flew out like this. Under the impact of the power from nowhere, he didn't even have time to summon the wind whirlwind that could lift his body.

As the competition started, Shen Xiaoyao was defeated like this... He destroyed Cang Chen's people yesterday! As the first heir of the Cang family, Cang Chen's strength is the same level as Yijian Lingyun! But it is so easy... he can't easily lose in the hands of a nv son who has no knowledge of his origin or information.

Tianhun was completely silent. After a long time, Zuo Pojun asked tentatively: "Second brother, who is that nv person..."

Ye Tianxie shook his head slowly and whispered: "This world... It's true that the crouching tiger, hidden dragon... I want to know who he is, I can only wait for tomorrow, or the day after tomorrow... or even the day after tomorrow."

Tomorrow's quarterfinals.

The semi-finals of the day after tomorrow.

The day after tomorrow...the final!

In the future, there will be a team competition that he will not deliberately pay attention to.

Shen Xiaoyao returned to his seat, his expression still appeared dull, as if he had not responded.

"Xiaoyao, you're doing well. This is the degree...tsk tsk." Situ Shina gave him a thumbs up.

"This... this doesn't count! It doesn't count! My roots haven't even started yet!" Shen Xiaoyao scratched his head hard, and was so depressed that he wanted to hit the ground. He didn't even know what he had given birth, but he was already defeated.

"Xiaoyao, you don't need to worry. It's not surprising that you are defeated by her... Even if I face her, the outcome may be unpredictable." Ye Tianxie said with a frown.

"Ah?" This sentence shocked everyone.

What level of Ye Tianxie's strength is? They know much more thoroughly than other players. At this time, he actually said such a sentence... Could it be that the person named "Xu Meng" just now is really strong enough to this extent?

"Brother, you... aren't you serious, are you?" Shen Xiaoyao said with a look of surprise.

"The attack method she just now was obviously not a physical attack, and it should not be a magic attack... No wonder someone said that her attack method was like Qigong, attacking people from the air..." Ye Tianxie fell down, and said while thinking, then raised his head and said, "Don't worry about that NV person first. Her identity will always appear within three days. The next game is the last game of today, right?"

"Well, it's not that this is a game that doesn't need much attention. The game called "God" and the Sky Killing Endless Killing Endless... Obviously, there is no suspense when Killing Endless Killing Endless Killing Endless." Zuo Pojun said.

Tian Xie said the name low, his eyes slowly narrowed, and said, "Wait until the game begins... I hope I can give me a surprise."

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At 3:2 pm, the last game of the quarterfinals finally officially began.

Both sides, one is familiar to Chinese players and the title of "Sky Sword and Pluto", Killing Wanquan, and the other is an unknown and stumbling along the way, accompanied by narrow victory and lucky victory. This is a game that has no big suspense in the eyes of anyone. Because this is obviously not an opponent of the same level.

"Ding... Left: Liberty: God, Profession: Berserker, Level: 5o—vs—Right: Liberty: Killing Endless, Profession: Berserker, Level: 54, The game begins!"

clang!

Kill Wuji showed off his weapon as soon as possible, and a machete that released the silver light of burning eyes

The path that Kill Wujin takes in the virtual game world is strangely similar to that of Yijian Lingyun. Yijian Lingyun has extremely strong sword intent, while Kill Wujin has always been able to have such strength because he has the same qualities of "sword intent". In addition to the slightly different attack methods of swords and swords, there are too many interoperability between them. In the world of fate, the big sword is also classified as a two-handed sword.

The age of Killing Wanjin is not over thirty years old. His love is similar to that of a sword Lingyun, and he also has a cold and hard face. The knife he held in his hand is five feet long and two palms wide. Before he attacked, he already gave people a sense of visual oppression.

And looking at the other party...

Since I came on the stage, compared to the calmness of Killing Wanxian, the "God" has always been uneasy, as if I knew it could not be Killing Wanxian's opponent and was nervous. When the Killing Wanxian's big sword suddenly appeared, people clearly saw the "God"'s body shivering subconsciously, and their steps also took two steps back, which caused a burst of laughter in the audience.

"Hahahaha... Killing Wujin actually encountered such an opponent. His luck was so good." Zuo Pojun laughed.

Ye Tianxie frowned, his eyes pricked on the "god".

This feeling...

What is this feeling?

"God" looks in his early thirties, with a tiny figure of at most 1.6 meters tall, with no protective gear on his head and a thin and short one. The number of the end is probably very clear. Any child who sends him a look is not outstanding. If he has to put an adjective, it is "sharp-mouthed monkey cheek". He wears a square-framed glasses on his nose, and this kind of decorative glasses can buy three of them with ten gold coins in the prop store in Mi Lost City.

"First first... don't attack first, how about we chat?" The "god" didn't even take out his weapons, obviously he was in a posture of knowing that he was defeated and there was no need to show his weapons. Who is Killing Wan? He took the Chinese national team to participate in the debates between countries twice in a row, and was the captain both times. He can be said to be a legendary boss, which is not comparable to that of an unknown little person.

The muscles on the face of Kill Wujin twitched slightly, then snorted coldly, and quickly stepped forward, and the machete in his hand suddenly slashed towards his body.

"Ahhhh..." "God" made a series of strange screams, and in people's dumbfounded, they rolled and crawled backwards like a monkey with a butt. The funny posture made the audience laugh. And he was indeed running fast, and his body was thin, which made the attack of Kill Wonderful Wonderful Wonderful Wonderful Wonderful Wonderful Wonderful Wonderful Wonderful Wonderful Wonderful Wonderful Wonderful Wonderful Wonderful Wonderful Wonderful Wonderful Wonderful Wonderful Wonderful Wonderful Wonderful Wonderful Wonderful Wonderful Wonderful Wonderful Wonderful Wonderful Wonderful Wonderful Wonderful Wonderful Wonderful Wonderful Wonderful Wonderful Wonderful Wonderful Wonderful Wonderful Wonderful Wonderful Wonderful Wonderful Wonderful Wonderful Wonderful Wonderful Wonderful Wonderful Wonderful Wonderful Wonderful Wonderful Wonderful Wonderful Wonderful Wonderful Wonderful Wonderful Wonderful Wonderful Wonderful Wonderful Wonderful Wonderful Wonderful Wonderful Wonderful Wonderful Wonderful Wonderful Wonderful Wonderful Wonderful Wonderful Wonderful Wonderful Wonderful Wonderful Wonderful Wonderful Wonderful Wonderful Wonderful Wonderful Wonderful Wonderful Wonderful Wonderful Wonderful Wonderful Wonderful Wonderful Wonderful Wonderful Wonderful Wonderful Wonderful Wonderful Wonderful Wonderful Wonderful Wonderful Wonderful Wonderful Wonder

"God" ran forward desperately in a strange cry, running to the edge of the athletic platform. Then he realized, stopped quickly, stopped at the edge of the athletic platform in a very embarrassing manner, turned around and ran to his right.

I have to say that he ran quickly, and Kill Wujin laughed so hard that he was chasing behind him coldly. Although the waving sword wind did not hit him once, he drove him to the corner of the competitive platform in just a few seconds and had no way to escape.

"God" stood at the edge of the athletic platform, holding his shoulders like a mighty yellow hua boudoir nv, trembling with fear, and looking at Kill Wanjin with fear.

Zuo Pojun slapped his eyes hard: "Damn, I really can't stand it anymore. Where did this come from? Such a person even enters the top 16... Damn! Even if he admits defeat from the beginning, it is a hundred times better than now... A hundred faces were thrown away. If I were him, I would definitely strangle him to death!"

"Yes, even if you admit defeat from the beginning, it would be much better than being chased by a monkey like this. But why did he still do this? It's really that he is so idiotic... Or is it that he is not the monkey being fooled, but the one who treats killing Wanwan as a monkey as a monkey?" Murong Qiushui said lightly with half-closed eyes.

"Oh? Lao Si, what you mean..."

"Well, it's not interesting. I just think that 'God' is quite interesting. I suddenly stayed here to watch this last game, which is really the right choice, because after a while, there might be a very brilliant scene." Murong Qiushui raised his eyebrows and said.

Zuo Pojun blinked, indicating that he could not understand.

On the stage, the "god" was already swaying his hands at a very amazing frequency, and said in a panic: "Kill... Kill my brother, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, my wife came up to compete with you... Is it my wife adoring you, if you want your signature, please sign me? Do you want to go back tonight and get along with my wife..."

There was another burst of laughter in the audience. No wonder I was chased and ran away all over the field. It was originally to ask for an autograph from Kill Wonderful.

"Let me ask me for it after you meet the King of Hell!"

The style of the Sky Knife Pluto is to cut 1uan of numb with one sword, and never drag it out. This opponent, such a man, deeply contempts him from his heart, and at the same time he has accumulated anger in the pursuit. At this time, he is too lazy to talk more nonsense with this person. His eyes are cold and his body jumps up. A single attack skill with the strongest lethality, "Kong Lieluo", hits the body of the "God".

Faced with endless attacks, fear appeared on the face of "God". He screamed with a strange "scream", and his whole body lay on the ground due to fear, and then his body kept lying on his lying posture and crawled forward desperately... His body was as thin as a monkey, and as flexible as a monkey, and he actually crawled quite fast...

when!

The attack of Kill Wujin with all his strength hit the air and hit the table, and the "God"... actually crawled over from his crotch, and he avoided Kill Wujin's attack by coincidence.

"Damn! He is still not a man! Where did he hide from?"

"Tsk! He's lucky. He actually avoided him."

"I'll go there, anyone like this can enter the top 16, that's really blind."

The accidentally hit the air, Xiao Wujin quickly put his sword back and turned around. At this time, the "God" who had passed through the crotch also stood up. Because of fear, his body was trembling and did not stand firm while shaking. He slipped under his feet and leaned back. The "God" who had just turned around was suddenly hit by the "God" who fell. He caught off guard and his body was hit and took two steps back, and then stepped onto the air...

Bang, fell under the athletic platform.

"Ding...Congratulations to the participating players on winning the 'God' and entering tomorrow's quarter-finals."

puff……

99% of the players present squirted out on the spot.
Chapter completed!