The competition continued after a slight disturbance. After one round, half of the people had been eliminated, making the entire square loose.
The second round will begin soon.
Chen Mo slowly opened his eyes. When he came on stage again, although he looked a little injured in the previous battle, it did not cost him too much energy. After all, his fights with Duanmu Qingqing were both fierce.
The clash of sword movements was like the clash of sword energy moves between two swordsmen, except that Chen Mo did not have the ferocious true energy sword movements, only pure energy power.
Chen Mo stretched his muscles and walked towards the place that belonged to him. After the two of them saluted, they opened up their stance.
"Boy, you are really powerful. If I meet you in the first round, I will be defeated by you, but now..."
"Do you think you have a chance now?"
"Although I am not as good as that girl Duanmu Qingqing, I have also discovered your weakness."
"weakness?"
Chen Mo wondered for a moment what his weakness was. He had never thought about it. If he really had one, it was because he was too weak.
"The contest begins."
After the brief tentative chat ended, Chen Mo's opponent immediately distanced himself from Chen Mo after giving the order, and struck Chen Mo with a backhand slash.
Chen Mo just turned sideways and easily avoided it.
"Wind!"
The knife in the man's hand was spinning and waving, and the strong wind formed small tornadoes as tall as a person, blowing towards Chen Mo, directly hitting Chen Mo who was just resisting, and then exploded one by one, sending dust flying into the air.
"Haha, how about it?!" The man laughed. "I realized before that you don't know how to use Qi at all. Duanmu Qingqing shouldn't have jumped on your head to attack you. She was too stupid.
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The man quickly eliminated his opponents in the previous game and took the time to observe their competition, because the winner between them was his opponent. Originally, he only came to study Duanmu Qingqing's moves in order to deal with them, but the final result was
Quite different, Duanmu Qingqing was defeated, but fortunately he also observed Chen Mo's moves. Chen Mo's moves were all close combat. As long as he didn't get close, his chances would be much greater. Of course, he had to be careful to deal with his terrifying speed.
So from the beginning, you distanced yourself and used your long-range attacks to immobilize him.
After saying "Qing Qing" twice, the man saw the light of the sword in the chaotic wind, and he could feel that the strong wind behind him was broken.
"Great wind!"
The knife in the man's hand rotated faster, and the wind in the venue was stronger and stronger than before.
"How about you try this trick of mine?"
Chen Mo was surrounded by larger tornadoes, and the wind was destroying him like a knife, but it only caused a little damage to his clothes.
Before the man could get excited, he felt something was wrong. In the past, when he fought with people from the First Realm, his strong wind did not just trap people, but the knife-like wind blade also destroyed them.
Their bodies made them scream repeatedly, but now, there was no movement at all in the strong wind.
No, we couldn't let him take a chance to breathe. The man gritted his teeth and decided not to hold back anymore. He originally broke his bag and kept it at the bottom to deal with Duanmu Qingqing or Mu Qi, who knew he couldn't beat him but still tried.
"Strong wind of level 8!!"
The true energy in his body circulated crazily, and the tornado surrounding Chen Mo became even larger. At the same time, his figure also disappeared in the strong wind.
"Is it more powerful again?" Chen Mo raised his sword to protect his life, but it was still far from the one wielded by the brocade robe.
Chen Mo thought of the move of the envoy in brocade clothes outside Chaoyang City. The momentum was not so exaggerated, but it was like a needle in the cotton. It cut his skin needle by needle, and he couldn't stop it.
This is the difference in advancement.
After sighing, Chen Mo's eyes condensed, the broken knife whirled, and cut through the wind wall. With a "dang" sound, only the fine iron was left. Then he took advantage of the situation and took action, putting his five fingers together to draw an arc, and finally touched it.
Before something, stopped.
The strong wind gradually dissipated. After the strong wind disappeared, the man's knife that was knocked down by Chen Mo also turned several arcs in mid-air, then fell and was stuck on the ground.
Only then did people see clearly that the huge competition ended when one of Chen Mo's swords was placed on his opponent's neck. People with sharp eyes will find that Chen Mo's position has not moved at all, but his position has changed.
direction.
The man made such a loud noise before just to confuse Chen Mo's eyes and sneak a surprise attack on him. This is not despicable, it is an understanding of his own moves and fighting consciousness, and he uses his strengths and avoids his weaknesses.
But this scheming man still lost. In the face of absolute strength, small moves are of little use.
Chen Mo's knife did not fall, and it was less than an inch away from his neck.
The man still couldn't believe it. He had touched the other person's back. Looking at the figure with his back turned, he thought he was about to succeed, but he was still discovered by the person at the critical moment.
Does he have eyes on his back?
After a moment of silence, the man gave up his struggle. He believed that as long as he made any move, he would knock himself unconscious without hesitation, and then throw himself out of the field like a dead dog. That would be too embarrassing.
"Admit defeat."
"Concession."
Chen Mo put away his left hand and slowly walked out of the venue.
This time, he won much easier than the last one.
"Chen Mo, how are you? Are you injured? I've prepared medicine for you." As soon as Chen Mo walked off the field, Yan Yu circled Chen Mo with the medicine bottle.
"No."
"How could it not be? The battle just now was even bigger than the one you and that sister fought before. How come there were no injuries?"
For ordinary people like Yan Yu, the next life is equivalent to the intensity of the battle.
"Stop jumping around and sit still." Chen Mo pressed Yan Yu's little head.
Yan Yu didn't go back after she got down to the sidelines, and no one came to drive her away, so Chen Mo simply let her stay here.
Chen Mo looked at the sky and saw that it was not too late. He should have one more match. If he won one, he would be in the semi-finals. Then he would meet the strongest opponent.
Sure enough, not long after, it was my turn again.
Chen Mo walked into the competition venue under the attention of many people. After two rounds, many people had been eliminated. Some venues were even vacant. Some of the referees who had free time casually ran to watch the competitions in other venues.
The man who spoke before the competition also came to the side of the field where Chen Mo was.
Chen Mo stood at the venue, and just as he was about to politely state his name, he was interrupted by the other party.
"I know who you are. It's you who beat my little fairy like that. She has been wronged, so I have to avenge her." With that said, this handsome man headed in the direction of the Red Demon Pavilion.
Chinese way.
"Qingqing, don't worry, after I teach this guy a lesson, I will bring him to you and ask him to kowtow to you and admit his mistake."
"Senior sister, when the competition is over, I will definitely kill him." After leaving the stage, Duanmu Qingqing looked at the man with a livid face who showed that she had a good relationship with her.
"You can't kill. I'll teach you a lesson, but I won't stop you. The guys from the Tang Sect are getting more and more shameless."
"Qingqing, my sister said it's better for girls to be calmer. You're usually quite calm. Why are you so irritable now? Is it just because of the martial arts competition?" The man who was chatting with the head of the District family before was now at this moment.
Also appears here.
"Wu Kou, did you come here just to watch my jokes?" Duanmu Qingqing, who was usually good-tempered, said coldly at this time.
"What the hell, your senior sister and my sister have such a good relationship, how dare I offend the sisters in the Red Demon Pavilion." Wu Kou said with a playful smile. "When this is over, I invite you to go to my house to play. Come
It’s time to have some good food and drink for you to vent your anger.”
"You are such a busy person, when did you have so much free time?" Duanmu Qingqing said angrily.
"My sister said that I have been plagued by villains recently and asked me to rest at home and take refuge."
"Is your sister back home?" the senior sister from Red Demon Pavilion asked.
"It's my aunt's memorial day. Let's go home and stay for a few days."
On the other side of the venue, the somewhat unscrupulous man looked at Chen Mo with a sinister look on his face and said, "Just wait to pay the price for what you did before."
Chen Mo no longer wanted to talk to him, and was just waiting for the competition to begin.
"The competition begins!"
This time, Chen Mo did not strike back from the spot, but directly bullied him. The speed was so fast that people couldn't react.
The man also had a solemn look on his face. He knew Chen Mo's speed, but in comparison with the speed, he was still worthy. He took a step back and turned around, just dodging Chen Mo's blade. At the same time, he also took action, but he did not use it.
Instead of the sword on his waist, he turned his palm and a handleless knife appeared between his fingers and flicked it towards the back of Chen Mo's head as he passed by.
Good body skills.
When Chen Mo failed to succeed with his attack, he felt that this man's aura was well hidden. He had previously thought that his strength was even worse than the previous one.
At the same time, Chen Mo tilted his head, and the cold light of the knife grazed his cheek. Chen Mo was also shocked. He had never felt the flow of true energy pulled by the qi machine before. If it weren't for the instinct he had honed over the years,
In response, I really found his way.
After the man took action, he immediately distanced himself from Chen Mo, and sighed regretfully: "My reaction speed was good, but you actually dodged it, although you didn't completely dodge it."
At this time, the man's hands had two more knives of the same size as the one he had attacked Chen Mo before.
"It turns out he was playing with hidden weapons."
Chen Mo gently wiped away the blood stains oozing from the wound on his cheek.
"Playing?"
The man seemed to dislike this word very much. To him, this word was a kind of contempt. Could it be that those who use concealed weapons are unscrupulous guys?