In an instant, countless eyes were focused on Li Xiaofei.
On such an occasion, with so many eyes on me, if it were anyone else, they would definitely be feeling frightened and under a lot of pressure.
But for Li Xiaofei?
Sprinkle some water.
He has traveled across the battlefield, what kind of scenes have he not seen on earth and in the outer world?
Compared with those wars, the pressure at this time was simply easier than the gentle breeze blowing over the mountains.
"The reason why Jie Peng Feiniao was able to gain the upper hand was because he relied on the weapons with powerful energy hidden in his hands, rather than his true strength."
"Everyone has also seen that in the initial competition, he was suppressed by the Sanjue Taoist Master in all directions. He was no match at all."
"Relying on the strength of weapons is like cheating on an exam. You cannot win with force, and even if you win, it will be dishonorable."
Li Xiaofei's voice echoed in the venue.
Many people feel as if Li Xiaofei is standing next to their ears, and his voice is so clear.
Wang Fei stared blankly at the fair and fat man standing in the middle of the ring talking, not knowing what he was feeling.
At this moment, he looked so majestic.
So elegant again.
Miss Fan, who was sitting in the next seat, smiled broadly and couldn't help but applaud loudly.
The referee team received the objection information and started deliberating again.
But the Jie Peng people couldn't bear it anymore.
"What's the meaning?"
"You can't afford to lose, right?"
"Weapons are part of a warrior. Isn't it normal to rely on weapons to defeat opponents?"
“Daxia people are so funny.”
"Isn't this reasonable? According to this statement, shouldn't soldiers on the battlefield be required to throw away their guns and guns and fight with fists and feet?"
The warriors of the Sword Sect also ran out one after another and began to ridicule Li Xiaofei.
Birds are especially arrogant.
He held up the demon sword sheathed and said calmly: "I'm not surprised, because this is the consistent style of you Daxia people. , Arrogant and arrogant but can't afford to lose, haha, you don't accept it, right? I will give you a chance now, within ten minutes, let that Taoist priest come and fight me again, and you can also use stronger weapons, how about it?
"
Asuka is deliberately digging a hole.
In his heart, Taoist Priest Sanjue had been attacked by the power of the demon sword and was half dead, unable to fight anymore.
Secondly, it is impossible for Daxia to find a weapon that can match the demon sword within ten minutes.
Who would have thought that after hearing this, Li Xiaofei glanced at him, nodded lightly, and said, "It's a deal."
After saying that, he turned around and left.
That look was like looking at a piece of shit, which made Asuka suddenly become furious.
His heart moved and he flicked his finger.
A silent sword energy shot out.
Shoot it into the crook of Li Xiaofei's leg.
Asuka would not be stupid enough to attack and hurt someone in such a situation.
He just wanted to make Li Xiaofei stumble and fall to his knees on the ring, making a fool of himself in public.
But the sword energy sank into Li Xiaofei's body and disappeared without a trace, like a mud cow entering the sea.
Li Xiaofei walked off the ring in a graceful manner as if he hadn't checked, and walked towards the passage in the distance.
At this time, the referee team also agreed to the application for a rematch.
After all, both parties participating in the competition have already agreed, so it is not as good as adult beauty.
Li Xiaofei stood at the door of the passage, suddenly remembered something, and turned around suddenly.
"Almost forgot."
Li Xiaofei turned around and waved to the stage.
Whoosh.
A group of cyan objects flew up from the ring, like a ray of cyan lightning, and landed in his palm.
It's the green electric soft sword.
In the previous battle, Feiniao relied on the power of the Demon Sword to crush this magical weapon of the Kongtong Sect into a ball of scrap metal.
Li Xiaofei took the scrap sword and turned towards the passage.
This scene made many Jie Peng warriors, including Asuka, twitch their eyes.
Photographing objects from the sky?
No.
It should be some kind of super power to manipulate metal.
Otherwise, it would be too scary to photograph objects from a distance of more than 40 meters.
Li Xiaofei came to the lounge. .??.
Countless looks came towards him.
Different from the first time he stepped into the hall, everyone at this time had respect in their eyes and fully recognized the airborne captain.
"Captain."
Taoist Master Sanjue came up to him and said, "Thank you, Taoist priest. I am willing to fight again. Even if I die, I will never take a step back."
Knowing that he is invincible, Master Sanjue is still willing to step into the ring again.
He may have shortcomings of one kind or another.
But in the face of the righteousness of the nation and the country, it never loses control.
Everyone looked at the Taoist Master with deep respect in their eyes.
Even Li Guorui suddenly felt that he had choked people before and seemed a little stressed?
Li Xiaofei laughed.
"No, this time on stage, I want you to defeat that birdman and show off my great power. I'm not asking you to lose."
"But my sword..."
"Isn't it here?"
Li Xiaofei took out the green electric soft sword that had been crushed into a ball.
It was wrinkled, like a ball of waste paper that had been kneaded together. The blade was twisted and completely lost its previous activity.
A trace of heartache flashed in Taoist Priest Sanjue's eyes.
This is the ancestral treasure of the Kongtong Sect.
It is so sharp that it can blow hair, break hair, and cut gold and jade.
The inheritance has lasted for more than two hundred years.
But now it was destroyed because of his lack of strength.
Shame on ancestors ah.
"This sword is my great weapon of Great Xia. It should not be destroyed in the hands of evildoers."
As he spoke, he held the deformed sword hilt with one hand and touched it with his other hand.
Stab.
It's like burning iron and quenching water.
The twisted and curled soft sword was suddenly straightened.
It's like magic.
Not only was the sword straightened, but the incomplete blade was also restored to its original state—no, it even became sharper.
The blue electric soft sword is full of vitality.
Wishes of faint green light, like the water of the Milky Way, slowly swim and dance on the blade, full of spirituality, like a dream.
"Give."
Li Xiaofei handed the soft sword back to Taoist Priest Sanjue and said, "Take it and fight again to take back the glory that belongs to you."
Under the shocked eyes of everyone, Taoist Priest Sanjue slowly took over the soft sword that had been with him for nearly seventy years.
The familiar sword hilt, the moment I took it, felt a strange and gentle power.
Taoist Priest Sanjue felt unprecedentedly comfortable and powerful.
This sword is not just alive.
And it’s amazing.
The power contained in it is majestic and vast, yet docile and docile, giving Taoist Priest Sanjue unparalleled confidence.
How could this be?
Even though he had seen Li Xiaofei's magical operations several times before, he still felt unbelievable at this time.
This is simply not something that humans can do.
Only God can do it, right?
"There's only one minute left."
Li Xiaofei smiled and said: "If you don't play again, you will be forfeited."
Taoist Master Sanjue took a deep breath.
He held his sword and strode towards the ring outside.