Song Qi probably didn't expect that when Li Xiaomu stepped out with his right foot and struck out with his right palm, the light around him as the center of the circle was distorted.

As the saying goes: Those who know the current affairs are heroes.

In his previous life, Li Xiaomu was involved in society and knew the importance of "human feelings" and "face". To survive in this world, he must be reasonable and understanding of human feelings.

Li Xiaomu advised Song Qi in a considerate manner: "Let's just give up and consider it a draw, okay?"

This is to give Song Qi a step down. If he continues to fight, he will be crippled and injured. The other party may hold a grudge.

Song Qi looked a little strange at this time, holding the sword in his left hand and covering his right eye with his right hand.

"Haha!" Song Qi suddenly laughed, as if to wipe away the haze of failure on his face, calmed down, and said in an old-fashioned way, "Do you think you will win? We don't know who will win!"

"You have no chance of winning, so you still want to fight?" Li Xiaomu's tone was calm, without any arrogance.

Song Qi slowly put down his right hand, rubbed his eyes, and blinked his right eye, which was as sharp as ever.

Song Qi shook his wrist casually, and the long sword suddenly shone with light, and there were two auras wandering around the sword like dragons.

Song Qi stood with his sword in hand and asked something that was disrespectful to his identity: "Do you know who I am?"

"I knew it when I was playing whack-a-mole. Aren't you the crown prince of Mizhi County?" Li Xiaomu said contemptuously, "Are you relying on your power, or do you think I should be afraid of you?"

Originally, Li Xiaomu felt that the two were not enemies and there was no need to fight to the death. Even if he lost, it was just a matter of face. As for the competition prize money, he had no interest at all.

"Last time in Whac-a-Mole, you made me lose face." Song Qi raised two fingers of his left hand, "Including this time, it's twice. Either you die or I live, or I make your life worse than death!"

Song Qi concentrated on his two upright fingers. Sparks appeared from the tips of the two fingers, and then a tongue of fire turned into a fire snake, rolled into a fireball, and emitted a dazzling purple light.

Song Qi gritted his teeth and puffed out his cheeks, holding back his strength, and sent the strong energy to the fireball through those two fingers.

The fireball changed from the size of a fist to the size of a basketball, and then to the size of a washbasin, spewing purple-black smoke.

"Is the Gopher King's fireball a method used by the demons? It's so scary!" someone shouted.

"Didn't you say that it is forbidden to secretly learn from the demon clan?" someone asked doubtfully.

"Only the state officials are allowed to set fires, and the common people are not allowed to light lamps." Someone said angrily.

"Didn't Song Qi expose himself?" someone sneered.

...

Song Qiu widened his eyes angrily, raised his two fingers, and shouted:

"hair!"

The huge fireball rolled and flew towards Li Xiaomu, with blazing flames, rising smoke, and a huge aura.

A "whoosh" sound breaks through the air.

Li Xiaomu had already seen the fireball clearly. It was not a simple fireball, but a tangible sphere containing huge energy.

Li Xiaomu already had a chess piece in his hand, and his righteousness condensed into the white chess piece.

The fireball was only a few steps away from Li Xiaomu.

Li Xiaomu raised his hand, turned his wrist and exerted force, and a white light shot towards the fireball.

With a "boom" sound, the fireball exploded in the air.

It's like a gasoline explosion, with flames and smoke filling the air.

Li Xiaomu rolled backwards.

Just as Li Xiaomu expected: behind the fireball was Song Qi who attacked with a sword.

The explosion of the fireball delayed Song Qi's attack.

Song Qi emerged from the smoke with a black face, like a ghost.

Song Qi rubbed it on his face randomly, and the red, white, and black stains intertwined into a clown's face.

"A big painted face!"

The audience burst into laughter, and a happy atmosphere filled the air.

"There is something hateful about those who are ridiculous."

It can be seen that in ordinary life, how much people hate and hate Song Qiu.

Song Qi stood there in embarrassment. His heart was already in confusion. He felt the strong ridicule of the people.

Li Xiaomu was already standing ten feet away, with a calm expression on his face, like a jade tree facing the wind.

Seeing that Li Xiaomu did not take the opportunity to attack, Song Qi took out a square towel, wiped his face clean carefully, revealing his handsome face, and smoothed his hair back.

He looks cool even when fighting...Li Xiaomu snickered inwardly.

Song Qi was a man accustomed to arrogance, how could he swallow the humiliation?

He vaguely felt that this Li Xiaomu was the person in the ballad, and his eyes and outline were very similar to his grandfather, so he might be the son of his uncle who died in the Battle of Wuduan Mountain.

If he threatens the safety of the Dasheng Kingdom, then killing him will still be a meritorious service. What's more, there have been rumors in the royal family that someone wants to get rid of this posthumous son.

If it is that person, then getting rid of this wild boy can also please him.

If Li Xiaomu holds a divine ring, it would be a matter of pride for him to win the meteorite divine realm...

Song Qiu had various thoughts in his mind, and his intention to kill Li Xiaomu was even worse.

Song Qi poured energy into the sword, and the green sword turned into a blood-red sword, like a bloodthirsty man with red eyes.

Song Qi rushed towards Li Xiaomu with his sword, his speed was so fast that he was in front of Li Xiaomu in the blink of an eye.

Song Qi definitely has a lot of guidance from experts, his martial arts is not weak, and his super power can break through the seventh level.

I saw him using the Immortal to guide him, and using his sword to attack Li Xiaomu's chest with empty steps.

Li Xiaomu saw that the sword was extremely fierce and he dodged to the left.

Song Qi had already expected that Li Xiaomu would either dodge to the left or right, and he would move like a swallow to fly through the forest, and he would raise his sword to the left as he walked.

The fire-breathing sword was thrust straight at Li Xiaomu's crotch.

The moves used are sinister and vicious.

The flames and purple light on the sword are formed by bursts of Gang Qi. Once touched, without the protection of True Qi, the flesh and bones will be injured.

Li Xiaomu knew at a glance that it was not simple, and had already gathered energy to protect his body.

When the tip of Song Qi's sword was about to touch Li Xiaomu's calf, Li Xiaomu took advantage of his left dodge and continued to roll to the left.

Song Qi didn't wait for Li Xiaomu to get up, turned over and jumped towards him, slashing the holy mountain with one move.

The sword actually struck Li Xiaomu's head like a sword.

When Li Xiaomu rolled over, he already had a glimpse of the sword that was about to hit him. With a flick of his finger, a black shadow shot towards Song Qi's wrist.

It was too late, but soon, there was a "clang" sound, and the powerful black chess piece hit the hilt of the sword, sending out a few sparks.

Song Qi felt the sword's mouth tremble, but fortunately his wrist was not hurt. As soon as he loosened his hand, he immediately grasped the hilt of the sword and took advantage of the momentum to chase after him.

As soon as Li Xiaomu's feet landed on the ground, Song Qi used the move "Wild Horse Parting Mane", raised his knees and jumped, lunged and flew his sword left and right, stabbing Li Xiaomu's left and right sides.

No matter which way Li Xiaomu moves, he will be stabbed. Even if he misses, there will be follow-up attacks.

Because Song Qiu was taller, the tip of the sword pierced Li Xiaomou's eyes, and downwards, it pierced Li Xiaomou's chest.

In desperation, Li Xiaomu raised his palms as a defensive barrier, and his true energy condensed into a barrier like a steel plate.

There were two "ding ding" sounds, and the tip of the sword pierced the barrier, making a metallic crunching sound.

After only resisting for a moment, the barrier shattered, with a "crash" sound, the barrier shattered like ice and fell to the ground with a "whistle".

Li Xiaomu took the opportunity to take a few steps back and was already ten feet away.
Chapter completed!