Wang Xu got up very early and took Zhao Xiaodan to the arena.
An hour later, at 8 o'clock in the morning, the contestants began to draw lots.
"Arena No. 3, No. 13, Mr. Iron Sword!" Wang Xu looked at his number plate and saw that he was drawing lots for his opponent. His opponent was Mr. Iron Sword, who had the number 13 card.
He was not surprised by this. There were secret operations everywhere. If they didn't even have this method, the people at Lucky Casino could just buy a piece of tofu and kill them.
"No. 3, No. 27, Wang Xu!"
Mr. Iron Sword, dressed in white, looked at him with cold eyes. When their eyes met, Wang Xu smiled and nodded at him.
Mr. Iron Sword's face was as frosty as he walked to Wang Xu with his number plate and said: "I know you, and I also know that the people from Lucky Casino came to see you last night. They must really not want me to win. Tell me,
How much money did they pay you to snipe me?"
"One of the origins of the universe." Wang Xu said nonchalantly.
Mr. Iron Sword nodded and whispered in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "They also came to me with two pieces of the origin of the world and asked me to voluntarily admit defeat, but I refused."
After saying this, Master Iron Sword turned around and left.
The smile on Wang Xu's face gradually disappeared. Master Tie Jian may have been suspected of sowing discord when he said these words to him, but Wang Xu admitted that he succeeded.
The two origins of the world are a bit interesting.
He had previously estimated that the amount of money he would bet on Master Iron Sword to win should be about fifteen thousand coins worth a thousand world origins.
From what Mr. Iron Sword meant, it seemed that it was much more than that.
Lucky Casino is not in the business of losing money. They would rather give out two Great Thousand World Origins than let Mr. Iron Sword play a fake match. This means that the gambling capital for this event must be at least more than 20,000 Great Thousand World Origins. Otherwise, Lucky Casino will be
Nothing to earn.
"These beasts asked Mr. Iron Sword to fight a fake match. They would rather give two Great Thousand World Origins. They invited me but only gave me one. Are they looking down on me?" Wang Xu was in an extremely bad mood and muttered: "You can do it.
It’s the first day of junior high school, don’t blame me for doing the fifteenth day.”
He is not easy to fool. If he finds out that Lucky Casino really did this, it will not be easy to uncover the matter.
Today is the last game of the preliminary round, but there is still the finals after the preliminary round.
Everything is true. In the finals, he will have to take care of Arrow Nine.
"Contestants enter the ring!"
Hearing the order, Wang Xu told Zhao Xiaodan beside him: "Wait for me here, don't run around."
"I understand, sir." Zhao Xiaodan nodded.
Wang Xu glanced at Mr. Iron Sword, who was flying up, and tapped his toes on the ground: "Flying!"
Whoosh!!
One after another, Wang Xu and Master Tie Jian fell on the ring, facing each other from east to west.
Not to mention, Mr. Iron Sword, who is dressed in white as snow, looks so good that anyone who sees him will praise him for his "swordsmanship".
For a moment, there were endless cheers for Master Iron Sword, and most of the people shouting were female monks. Compared with Wang Xu, whose appearance was just average, he was no different from the passerby who stood beside the protagonist.
Buzz buzz...
The young master hides his sword in his body, waiting for the opportunity to move.
Mr. Iron Sword practices Hidden Sword Jue, and pursues the path of sure death. The sword hidden in the scabbard on his back keeps trembling, and Chong Xiao's sword intent spreads, naturally forming a sword realm.
Wang Xu tilted his head and looked to both sides. A gust of wind blew, and all were cut off by the invisible sword intention. It was simply impossible for the wind to blow it.
"The game begins!" the referee shouted, kicking off the game.
Master Tie Jian was as quiet as a virgin and moved as fast as a rabbit. He pulled out the sword from his back and pointed at Wang Xu.
Whoosh whoosh!!
The arena, which was a hundred feet long and wide, was pulled into the realm of swords.
In an instant, Wang Xu seemed to have entered a world of swords. All the laws of heaven and earth were isolated, and all that existed were billions of sharp swords flying towards him.
Whoosh!
Wang Xu spread his hands and took the three-pointed two-edged knife.
He waved the long knife, and the long knife continued to rotate, like a high-speed rotating fan. The speed was so fast that it even formed an airflow blowing outward.
Invisible sword energy shot out one after another. When encountering the roaring wind, it was like ice and snow falling on the palm of a person's hand. The ice and snow melted the moment they touched it.
boom!!
Billions of invisible sword energies gathered into a silver galaxy and headed towards Wang Xu.
The moment Wang Xu came close to the light, he suddenly stopped the rotating long sword, and slashed forward unsteadily as if he was drunk.
Click!!
The sword light broke through the sword energy, and it rushed towards the Iron Sword Master unabated.
Ding!
The sound of collision sounded, and everyone looked up at this moment. There was no sword light and sword energy, but only swords superimposed on each other.
Wang Xu held the sword in both hands, pressed it on Master Iron Sword's sword, and said with a ferocious smile: "The Hidden Sword Jue is nothing more than that."
"open!"
Mr. Iron Sword shook hard, knocked away Wang Xu's weapon, and slashed towards his abdomen with the sword.
How could Wang Xu make him achieve his wish? Every inch long is equal to an inch strong. He raised the blade from bottom to top and hit the sword with the back of the blade.
Buzz buzz...
After receiving this heavy blow, Mr. Iron Sword retreated.
He retreated to the corner of the ring, his hands holding the sword were still trembling, obviously he had suffered a small loss in the head-to-head contest.
It's no wonder that Mr. Iron Sword is a skilled sect. He is known for his light swordsmanship and relatively weak strength. In addition, he was injured in the battle with Jian Jiu. He is not in his strongest condition now. It is difficult to fight head-on without suffering a loss.
As for Wang Xu's sword technique, it is mainly based on force and strength, combined with unparalleled strength and defense. It has no shortcomings in both offense and defense. It is definitely the best among the eighth levels.
"cut!"
Mr. Iron Sword holds the sword high, and the invisible sword energy gathers on the sword, which looks like a torch from a distance.
Of course, it was not fire, but the sword energy rising, gathering, and condensing.
After it condensed into a giant sword of 10,000 meters, Master Iron Sword shouted loudly and slashed towards Wang Xu head-on.
"Well done!"
Wang Xu cheered up, and a shadow of a hundred-foot-long demon appeared behind him. The two simultaneously raised a three-pointed, two-edged sword, and merged into one to strike at Mr. Iron Sword.
The sword energy and sword light flashed past.
Looking from the ring, both Wang Xu and Mr. Iron Sword maintained their movements, and neither of them moved.
"Why don't you move? Who wins?"
"I don't know. I was too fast and didn't see clearly."
"Did anyone see clearly?"
"I don't know, let's wait a little longer."
Everyone was talking in low voices. In the crowd, Zhao Xiaodan clasped his hands on his chest and whispered: "God bless me, I will definitely win."
Zhao Xiaodan was quite happy these days living with Wang Xu.
Because she discovered that her master really regarded her as a maid, had no evil intentions towards her, and even gave her many skills.
The master is a good man, this is Zhao Xiaodan's current thought.
Before, even Father Lu was not regarded as a good person by her, because she knew very well that Father Lu bought her as a wife for his stupid son.
When she grows up, she will marry a fool whether she wants it or not.
"It's moving, it's moving, everyone, look!"
After a brief stalemate, everyone discovered that Mr. Iron Sword was the first to move.
Master Iron Sword held the sword and walked step by step towards the edge of the ring with a signature smile on his face.
"Did Mr. Iron Sword win?"
"probably!"
Everyone was talking a lot, because only Master Iron Sword moved and Wang Xu didn't move, which gave everyone a little more confidence in Master Iron Sword.
Snapped...
Before they finished speaking, everyone suddenly discovered that Master Iron Sword's sword had fallen to the ground.
The next second, Mr. Iron Sword, who was still smiling, fell to the ground. The referee landed on the ring and took a look, and found a faint line of blood on Mr. Iron Sword's neck.
The referee checked for a moment, stood up and shook his head at the audience. It was self-evident what he meant.
In an instant, everyone's eyes were focused on Wang Xu.
Wang Xu held a three-pointed two-edged sword in his right hand. He touched his chest with his left hand and found that the clothes on his chest had been lifted open by the tip of the sword, leaving a white scratch on his heart.
"My strongest..."
Wang Xu looked at the body of Mr. Iron Sword and whispered: "It's a physical body!"