His fans were only a little worried at this moment. This guy actually cut off one more grass than Master Ximen at the same time.

We all know that if a rao scores only 30 to 40, then it is not too difficult for him to mention 60 to 70, but if a rao score has reached about 95, it is very difficult to improve him by one point.

The 6 grass swept through was like a trench, an insurmountable trench, but Constantine actually did it, and it was quite decent. Could it be that he could really cut off 7 grass swept through and all of them were correct? Everyone is no longer breathing, and his heart is raised to his throat.

The 20th second passed quickly. When the 20th second came, Constant stared at the sword and slashed over a green grass. The green light flew up and flew out from the top of his head, as if indicating the arrival of something.

The scene was unprecedentedly quiet, without a little sound, and almost everyone stopped breathing. They wanted to know what the final result would look like. They would never believe that that person would have better grades than Master Ximen, and they could not bear the feeling of Master Ximen's failure. They were absolutely fans of Mr. Ximen.

But when the referee hugged Constantine tightly, they were completely desperate.

Those women who had just become the wife of the Ximen family even shed tears of sadness.

Our eldest son Ximen has worked hard enough, but why are there such a monster-level figure? Why are they still surpassed by them? It’s simply unfair. Master, why do you treat us fans like this?

The score demeanor of Master Ximen appeared again. With a kind smile, he took the initiative to come to Constantine, gave the other party a hug, and congratulated him on his good achievements.

Constantine was still expressionless and cold. This made him the most annoying person at this moment.

What's so great about being a high martial arts master? Look at how graceful the eldest son of our family is.

Well, the salary is high, what's so great about it? You see if there will be girls who like you and make you lonely for a lifetime, hum.

Some girls began to comfort themselves. In short, they could always find a sense of superiority and evidence that their eldest son Ximen was better than others.

They had already labeled Constantine as a talented but not virtuous person, but in such an occasion, he had no demeanor. While others congratulated him, he should smile or say thank you, but he did not express anything at all. He just simply hugged Master Ximen, which was simply a person who was ignorant of being polite.

The fans finally found a vent. They posted a lot of friends online, quickly making this matter popular on the Internet and became one of the online events with extremely high click-through rates.

They even forgot that there was another player, who was one of the most worried about. That player was also one of the players with the highest military power, but they didn't think they would surpass Constantine. Constantine had already done things to the extreme. At most, the boy would just copy Constantine's miracle, so they did not feel any greater pressure. Their eldest son Simon was still the best person.

Wu Fan held the Tang sword in his hand and walked step by step to the center of the grass swept. Every step he took had a unique rhythm. The distance he took was 32.5 cm, not more than or less. At this moment, he did not want to take such a step on purpose, but he had to take such a step. Such steps were most conducive to raising energy and most conducive to relaxing his body muscles to the state of holding the knife.

He needs to do all the links to the extreme in order to level Constantine's record or even break his record.

Wu Fan was not absolutely sure to defeat Constantine. Although his sword skills had really entered the realm of transformation, as I just said, it would be difficult if a person increased by one point from 50 points. But if he asked someone to do a difficult question, from 99 points to 100 points, it would be even more difficult. It was simply hell level difficulty. For a person with 99 points, it would be normal to float one or two points up or down, even if he dropped two points, it would be very, very normal.

Wu Fan held the knife tightly and stared at the orange grass swept through. He liked orange. Orange was not as bright and dazzling as red. It stirred emotions, nor was it as quiet as blue, making people quiet. It was between blue and red. It was Wu Fan's favorite color, and it was also the color of the state that his mental state must reach at this moment.

Wu Fan made an action that everyone could never forget, and he actually closed his eyes.

"Our biggest favorite, Mr. Wufuan suddenly closed his eyes. What's the situation? Did he want to give up?" The half-sentenced host suddenly spoke, and for the time being, all his attention was attracted by Wu Fan's actions. Was the young man frightened by his eldest son Ximen? Did he dare not participate in the competition? Did he give up? Did he not plan to get some points?

While there were many different speculations, referee Zhu put down his hand. The moment he put down his hand, it indicates that the game began. The grass around him swept and quickly turned. When he turned to the first lap, the boy did not move in the second lap, the boy still did not move.

The corner of Master Ximen's mouth inexplicably had a hint of confusion. He seemed to be relieved. His most important opponent was of course not Constantine, but the boy. If the boy had not used a knife in the second lap, he would not have surpassed himself, let alone achieved Constantine's results.

When the third second came, Wu Fan still did not open his eyes, but his knife began to move.

Are you here to joke? Your eyes are still closed. What kind of knife are you going to use? And it's too late when you use it. Do you want to win with your own luck? This is simply impossible.

Wu Fan swung his sword out. His sword seemed to be very slow, but in fact it was very fast. Only real sword experts could see some problems. Even some contestants could not see that Wu Fan's sword was indeed very fast.

Slowly, a blade of grass swept over and flew up. And that grass swept over and was just unpleasant to like, and the orange-colored grass swept over and flew up.

When they thought Wu Fan's sword was very slow, Wu Fan's sword appeared inexplicably and talked about the front. It was just over. In 1.8 seconds, his sword moved to the front. This speed was simply to the extreme. He slowly waved the sword, why was the sword so fast? Is this an illusion? Some very powerful masters frowned. They had never seen such a sword technique before.

What surprised them even more was that Wu Fan's knife cut off a green grass sweeping in front of him. The green grass swept was not as cool as the ones cut before. It rushed to the front, but fell slowly as the grass swept and turned.

The face of Master Ximen suddenly changed a little. The young man's sword technique was the real awesome sword technique. He didn't waste any effort, letting the knife cut to a certain level, and letting the grass sweep away the just now.

While he was thinking, 0:00:08 passed again, his knife actually appeared on the left, and a green grass swept and fell down. But his time interval was so short, could he still come from behind in this game?

Master Ximen's eyes widened unconsciously.
Chapter completed!