Wei Zong felt sorry for him again. With his pistol skills, it would be no problem for Su Yan to enter the top ten, but it was a pity that he met him.
Wei Zong didn't see any movement, just a slight sway of his figure. On the other side, Su Yan was surprised to find that he had lost his Qi lock on Wei Zong. He was clearly standing there, but he couldn't lock him.
In the panic, his originally sharp marksmanship also lost its edge.
Su Yan thought that this would not work, so he gritted his teeth and poured all his spiritual power into the spear in his hand. Anyway, he couldn't lock him, and he couldn't use the subsequent tricks. It was better to fight to the death. If he didn't succeed, he would be benevolent.
More and more spiritual power was poured into the spear, and it made a "chichi" sound when it touched the air. The head of the spear was already very close to Wei Zong. Su Yan looked happy, although he didn't know how Wei Zong escaped.
His Qi machine was locked, but now, it was obvious that he couldn't dodge this shot.
Then he saw Wei Zong raise his hand and grab it lightly. It was obviously unpleasant, but there was a strange magic power, as if the whole world was in his hands. With a grasp, the air shattered, and the gun tip was blown by Wei Zong.
Zong held on tightly. Su Yan felt as if he had been stabbed into a mountain, unable to make any further progress.
Under Su Yan's dull eyes, Wei Zong pulled off his spear, walked up to him, patted his shoulder, and knocked him off the ring with one palm.
The referee gave Wei Zong a strange look. It wasn't how fast Wei Zong ended the game, there were others faster than this. What surprised him was the power Wei Zong showed. A warrior in the middle stage of Qi Condensation couldn't hit with all his strength.
What a terrifying force it is to make him step back even a little bit.
Surprised, fortunately, the referee has not forgotten his responsibilities. He loudly said: "Wei Zongsheng!"
Wei Zong walked off the ring, feeling very satisfied with the Immortal Sword Body. Yes, Wei Zong's powerful power is the bonus brought by the Immortal Sword Body. Moreover, the benefits of the Immortal Sword Body are far more than these.
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After getting off the field, Wei Zong did not close his eyes to rest, but observed the situation in other arenas.
"Hey, it's Ye Muyu."
On the ring not far from him, Ye Muyu stood opposite his opponent.
Wei Zong took a brief look and knew that she would definitely win this match. Although Ye Muyu had completely restrained her aura, Wei Zong could still sense that she had reached the perfection of the Qi Condensation Realm, while her opponent was just
In the early stage of Qi Condensation Realm, there is no suspense in this game.
As expected, the opponent lost in just two rounds. Ye Muyu first knocked away the opponent's weapon with one move, and then knocked the opponent out of the ring with a palm.
"Ye Muyu wins!" The referee said with admiration on his face. The sect leader's daughter was different. She defeated her opponent cleanly and without any sloppiness.
Ye Muyu saw Wei Zong looking at her, so she smiled brightly at him and walked over.
"I heard that Zhang Wu is causing trouble for you?" Ye Muyu asked curiously.
"Yes" Wei Zong's answer was still so concise.
Ye Muyu wrinkled his cute nose and was a little unhappy, "That Zhang Wu is really ungrateful. I thought you would teach him a lesson, Junior Brother Wei." Although Zhang Wu is very strong, based on what Junior Brother Wei has shown before,
With his strength, teaching Zhang Wu a lesson is definitely not a problem.
"There will be lessons, and you will see them soon."
"Okay, I'm waiting to see you teach that Zhang Wu a lesson." Ye Muyu looked at Wei Zong with a smile.
"Okay, let's not talk about this anymore. I asked you out these days, but you ignored me." There was a little resentment in the girl's eyes.
Wei Zong turned his head helplessly, not wanting to look directly into the pair of admiring and complaining eyes. He had a headache and suddenly regretted saving her at that time.
Of course he knows Ye Muyu's thoughts, but he really doesn't care about emotions now. It's not that he thinks Ye Muyu is not worthy of him, but that for him now, cultivation is obviously the most important thing. He is now racing against time to get what he wants.
Return to the peak of cultivation and get back what belongs to you. Although I deliberately leaked the news at that time, but since I disappeared, someone must have taken my place.
Of course, the most important thing is that he promised someone that he would never look for another woman again.
Thinking of that person, scenes after scenes appeared in front of his eyes, and finally the scene was frozen, showing a girl with unparalleled beauty.
Seeing this girl, even though she was as cold as him, she showed a rare hint of tenderness.
"Yao'er..."
"What's wrong?"
Ye Muyu wondered why Junior Brother Wei suddenly became distracted.
"It's nothing." Wei Zong thought for a while and felt that it would be better for both parties to make his words clear.
"Sister Ye."
"Um?"
Ye Muyu responded. She could see what Junior Brother Wei wanted to say, but suddenly, she felt something bad in her heart, as if what Junior Brother Wei said next might not be what she wanted to hear.
After a pause, Wei Zong thought for a while and said: "I know how you feel about me, but unfortunately I am only focused on practice. Now I want to become stronger quickly and avenge my parents. So, for your feelings
,I...can only say sorry."
Ye Muyu's face instantly turned red with embarrassment. He didn't expect that Junior Brother Wei would see the emotions he had hidden in his heart, but instead he felt sad. Junior Brother Wei had known about it all along, but he still rejected me. That's right, he wanted nothing more.
When I want to avenge my parents, how can I care about love and love? But then again, isn't it because Junior Brother Wei is so affectionate and righteous that I like him?
Thinking of this, Ye Muyu cheered up and forced out a smile: "Junior Brother Wei, it's me, Meng Lang. Don't worry about me. I believe you will avenge your uncle and aunt."
After saying that, he turned around and left. It seemed that he was leaving in a carefree manner, but Wei Zong's eyesight was so strong that he could clearly see that the girl's shoulders were shaking slightly, obviously suppressing the urge to cry.
Wei Zong shook his head. Although he seemed a little cruel now, it was better to cut them off decisively than to get entangled and then try to separate. As a sword master, he inevitably had some qualities of the sword, such as ruthlessness.
, decisive, decisive.
He closed his eyes, calmed down, and shook these things out of his mind. His eyes became calm again, unwavering.
Finally, the first round of competition was over, and Wei Zong followed everyone in the second round of drawing lots.
"No. 1, that's fine, let's play early."
Looking at the lot in his hand, Wei Zong murmured. He looked around to see who had drawn the same lot as himself. There were fewer people now, so it was much easier to find people.
At this time, Zhang Wu was also searching for his target. Their eyes collided, and then they looked at the lottery numbers in each other's hands at the same time.
"number 1."
"number 1."
As if he didn't expect to meet Wei Zong so soon, Zhang Wu laughed ferociously, made a gesture of wiping Wei Zong's neck, then moved his lips slightly and said word by word: "I said, I will break your bones.
"
Although the voice could not be transmitted through the long distance, Wei Zong understood what he meant.
"I want to see how you look when you kneel in front of me later, Zhang Wu."
A low voice sounded like a murmur to himself, and the corner of Wei Zong's mouth turned into a dangerous arc.