She only narrowed her eyes slightly, and a trace of doubt arose in her heart: Disguise? This human-leather mask looked like a crudely made low-end product at first glance. Not to mention that it wouldn't be able to get through in front of an expert like her, even if it was just an average person.
Anyone with a keen eye can see some clues.
Why did this person hang out in the team and try to trick her with poisonous moves?
Of course, now is not the time to figure out why this person is mixed up in the Holy Land team, but to defeat him as soon as possible and control him.
Judging from his skills, this bastard must be a ruthless master. After thinking for only a few seconds, he took on Hou Kun.
Hou Kun is an eighth-level sword sect. On Penglai Island, an eighth-level sword sect can only be regarded as the entry level. If you randomly find a resident on the island, he might be a seventh-level or eighth-level sword sect. In recent years, the talent of the Hou family has withered, and his descendants are weak.
, a son with good talent died inexplicably last time, so Hou Kun was so angry.
Judging from the situation of the family's defeat, the Hou family can only last about a generation on Penglai Island at most. To rise, it is bound to have to join a major force.
The Yun family is naturally the largest clan on Penglai Island. Yun Shoubo, the second lineage of the Yun family, has some friendship with him, so the head of the Hou family thought carefully and attached himself to the second lineage of the Yun family.
This time, if it weren't for his son's matter, he wouldn't have come all the way from Penglai Island, and he wouldn't have been able to get together with Yun Xiao, who is from the same lineage, and help her.
Although he had the tacit approval of Holy Lord Qingchi to sneak into Zhao Zhenghe's team, it was not a glorious thing for him. If he were to expose it, he would really lose the face of the Hou family of Penglai Island.
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Someone below, when they saw the sword wielded by Hou Kun, already screamed, "Is it the realm of high-level sword master or above?"
"Yes, only when a swordsman reaches a high level can he release the body-breaking sword."
"Isn't this Wang Erniu from our Qingchi Holy Land? When did he become so powerful? He can actually use the body-breaking sword?"
Qin Jue, Qin Yao and the others sat calmly, but secretly they had already heard the whispers of the Holy Land, and a trace of doubt flashed in their eyes: What do you mean, the Holy Land's own people will certainly not mistake their team members, should they?
Maybe someone secretly made a stumbling block and replaced the people in the team with experts.
"It's strange, Er Niu, did he drink the potion? He is so vigorous." A familiar disciple of Qingchi Holy Land couldn't help but gasped slightly.
Potions are allowed in this game. As long as you have money and auxiliary items, you can use them as you like without any restrictions.
Yao Jia narrowed his eyes and looked at the Qingchi Holy Land disciples who were fighting against Ni Tian on the field, and he also had a bad doubt in his heart.
She has basically never heard of Wang Erniu's name. He should not be an outstanding disciple. She knows basically every disciple above the fifth level of Qingchi Holy Land, which means that Wang Erniu cannot be
Fifth level, what about the fierce swords he sends out now?
Yao Jia's eyes became colder by the inch, and he snorted shamelessly in his heart: If the Holy Lord resorted to such despicable subcontracting methods for this game, then the Holy Land of Qingchi is really not a place to stay for a long time.
Yao Jia is too lazy to associate with such a holy master whose right and wrong are unclear!
After making up his mind, Yao Jia stared coldly at the Holy Master. The Holy Master of Qingchi was still proud at first. Seeing that Hou Kun of Penglai Island had not been able to deal with the evil for a long time, he felt very annoyed.
When he looked back, he saw the girl Yao Jia staring at him again, her eyes hinting at everything, and he couldn't help but feel irritated.
Yao Jia's talent can only be said to be above average, but she works a thousand times harder than others, is not afraid of hardship, and is perseverant. When he first saw her, he knew that she was definitely not something in the pool.
He wanted to win over her to become the Holy Land Saint and serve the Holy Land well in the future. Who would have thought that she would actually refuse, and she would say so in a stern manner. When Holy Master Qingchi thought of this, he would feel irritated and irritated.
When he saw Fengzhu roaring loudly and countless dark lights flying towards the field from the wooden wheelchair, Holy Master Qingchi couldn't sit still and stood up, his eyebrows twitching fiercely.
In the last battle between Yao Jia and Qin Jue, they lost miserably. This time, they should not lose even the captain, and the whole army will be wiped out.
What responded to him was figures falling down one by one.
The disciples of the Imperial Academy gathered together, holding dozens of sword qi with long swords in their hands, surrounding the three remaining Holy Land disciples, and hurled the sword qi at them free of charge.
Until the three Holy Land disciples raised their swords in disgrace and kept shouting, "Okay, okay, we three will admit defeat, okay, okay."
Only then did a bunch of wretched guys from Imperial College stop, with happy expressions on their faces.
Fengzhu was already in the wheelchair again. She was too busy dealing with Lu Er just now and didn't have time to see clearly what Ni Tian was doing. When she looked back, she couldn't help but twitch her lips.
The little guy was like a butterfly, running around in the huge arena. No matter how many swords the opponent sent out to form a sword net in front of her, she could get away and just twist her little waist.
His limbs, a pair of eyes seemed to be able to clearly see the sword net formed in the air, the sharp dodge, the accuracy of the angle, and the speed, it was astonishing.
Everyone asked themselves, if any of them were on the court at this moment, it would be impossible for them to hide so handsomely and handsomely.
Qin Nitian looked like he was teasing the disciples of the Holy Land.
But, is it possible?
A girl who is only a little older is facing a master who is a high-level sword master or above!
Everyone wiped their eyes in disbelief and looked at the girl who was running around on the field without stopping inexplicably.
On the other side, Yun Xiao, who was sitting in a corner of the auditorium, was so angry that he almost fainted.
Why is Hou Kun so useless? He was already very useless on the island, but generally the useless people on the island are high-level masters who are hard to find after leaving the island, and Hou Kun is no exception.
The eighth level is enough to travel across the continent!
But now after being beaten for so long, he actually didn't even hurt that little bitch's hair. It really made her depressed!
How could Yun Xiao know that she was depressed, and Hou Kun was 110,000 times more depressed than her?
After all, Hou Kun was facing Ni Tian head-on, and running away from Ni Tian was like running away for fun. Every time he saw that he was about to split open a little person like her, he was secretly happy that he would give her a basin of cold water before it was over.
He poured water from head to toe and watched her escape.
Seeing that this stick of incense was almost burning to the end, if we didn't seize the opportunity to kill this woman, the mission would fail.
When he asked Yun Xiao to take back that cheap girl Lu Zhu, he had guaranteed it and swore seriously that he would completely defeat Qin Nitian in this game.
Otherwise, not to mention Yun Xiao being disappointed in him, even Holy Master Qingchi, who secretly placed him in the team, would definitely look down on him very much.
How could he, the majestic head of the Hou family from Penglai Island, not be able to defeat even a mere yellow-haired girl?
No! Absolutely not!
But this ghost girl was too fast. If he didn't think of a better way, he wouldn't be able to catch her.
Seeing Hou Kun stop, Ni Tian also stopped. He was about eight feet away from him. He tilted his head pretending to be innocent and asked, "Hey Holy Land, why don't you chase me? If you don't chase me, I will eat you."
Ginseng! Oh, by the way, do you want to give you a piece of ginseng to replenish your strength?"
As he spoke, he hurriedly took out a piece of wild ginseng, put it under his little nose, sniffed it, and took a bite like it was a radish. "The fee is based on the market price, which is 30,000 diamond coins per piece."
Everyone:...Why the hell don’t you just go and grab it!!
This is so irritating, you eat ginseng like a carrot and ask people if they want it? You have to spend money if you want it, and the money you spend is a black heart price! Damn it, everyone will get hairy when doing this, and this Qingchi Holy Land will lose money.
The student had a pretty good temper and did not get angry on the spot.
Little did they know that Hou Kun was not angry, but that his lips were trembling with anger and he couldn't say a single word.
Ni Tian even grinned at him and nodded his head with a happy smile, "You don't have to show a miserable face if you don't have money. I won't force you to buy it. You don't need to rely on someone who is always strong like you."
Eat ginseng to replenish your strength, um, eat two pieces of radish, I think you’ll be fine.”
Being annoyed to death by her, Hou Kun decided to stop her nonsense and said, "Qin Nitian, it's almost time now, and there are only two of us left on the field."
Ni Tian raised a palm and rolled his eyes at him, "Look carefully, I don't think you are too old to be blind! It's you alone, there are eleven of us! Understand?"
Hou Kun was choked and immediately said angrily, "Stop talking nonsense, how about we come up with a fresh and civilized way of playing now?"
"How to fight?" Ni Tian asked curiously. People who don't know her think she is so naive. She looks like a curious baby who is not ashamed to ask questions, but she is actually a black-hearted little guy, waiting for the other party to dig their own grave.
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Seeing her take the bait, Hou Kun hurriedly smiled and said, "It's very simple. We all stand still. You punch me, and I punch you. It's a civilized fight, and you can't use various hidden weapons or auxiliary weapons.
You can’t use sword energy or elemental power, just pure power to attack, what do you think?”
When Ni Tian heard this, Deng Shi Lun rounded his almond-shaped eyes and looked at him with regret, "How can you be so embarrassed like that?"
Hou Kun didn't understand the meaning of her words for a moment. He just wanted to coax her to agree first. As long as she didn't run away, he believed that the task would be completed as soon as possible.
He smiled and said, "What's there to be embarrassed about? This is a very fair choice for all of us."
"That's it." Ni Tian hesitated for a moment, but finally nodded with determination, "I didn't expect this Holy Land disciple to have such a lofty ideological realm, so come on, who will make the first move?"