Chapter 963

There is a large open space in the forest, which has long been covered with snow.

But it can still be seen that this is a holy place for martial arts competitions!

The place is very open, enough to accommodate the duel of masters!

Xia Xue carried a burden of more than ten catties, and ran a long distance with difficulty, hiding behind a tree and watching the two of them.

The two stood facing each other, one east and the other west.

In an instant, the two men in red and black attacked at the same time and rushed towards each other.

It was as if two terrifying forces collided, stirring up the wind and snow, and the world seemed to be restless.

All of a sudden, the surrounding snowflakes swept over the two of them, making it impossible for people to see clearly how the two fought against each other.

Xia Xue tried her best to stand on tiptoe to look around, but unfortunately, she could only see a blur of white snow.

Her sight was completely blocked by snowflakes.

The movement here also attracted several nearby experts.

They ran to watch quickly, all staring intently.

"That's the old witch Wu Ji!"

"Who is the old hag fighting with? Who is looking for death!"

"It was a woman who competed with the old hag!"

No one on Moyu Island dared to compete with the old hag Wu Ji.

Anyone who dares to compete with her will not want to live.

"Did the old witch let her go? Who is this woman!"

"How could she last so long in the hands of the old hag??"

"Unscientific, too unscientific!"

"How can the old hag let someone insist on a hundred tricks in her hands?"

Indeed, Xia Jinmian has insisted on a hundred tricks in Wu Ji's hands.

This also exceeded Wu Ji's expectations.

Although she gave Xia Jinmian a dozen moves, there are very few people who can hold on to a hundred moves in her hands.

The more Xia Jinmian beat her, the more her blood boiled.

Finally, when she persisted until 200 strokes, Xia Jinmian clearly felt that she was powerless.

To fight Wu Ji, she needs to use the strength in her dantian.

That is, the internal force in ancient martial arts.

It's a pity that her qualifications are too low and her practice time is too short.

After accumulating more than 20 days of strength, he just fired all 200 moves.

At this moment, if she didn't stop, she would just faint from exhaustion.

"I can't..."

Xia Jinmian was defeated, kneeling on the ground, gasping for breath.

The head is also dizzy for a while.

Wu Ji stopped, stood in front of her, raised her hand and patted her on the shoulder.

"Little Monkey, it's very good, don't relax, mother will continue to compete with mother when you come back!"

The onlookers suddenly realized.

"So it's Little Monkey Boy! No wonder the old hag shows mercy."

"Didn't I hear that the little monkey boy died..."

The person who said this is very self-doubting, and this matter has spread all over Demon Island.

"Little Monkey Boy is the inheritor of the old witch's ancient martial arts, how could he die so easily!"

"Yes, isn't that the little monkey boy?"

When everyone looked, they could only see Xia Jinmian's back.

That figure resembled a little monkey boy, so they didn't doubt it.

Wu Ji explained a few more words to Xia Jinmian, then turned around and left lightly.

Xia Jinmian was so tired that she almost collapsed.

After Wu Ji left, she turned over and lay on her back on the snow, still panting heavily.

"Master, are you okay?"

Xia Xue staggered towards Xia Jinmian with her bundle in her arms.

Xia Jinmian smiled at her, panted and said, "I'm fine, don't worry. I just played too hard, I'm so happy today, I'll leave after a break."

Seeing that Wu Ji had left, the onlookers also dispersed.

Xia Jinmian lay down for more than ten minutes before getting up.

Carrying the bundle in one hand and Xia Xue in the other, she walked out of Demon Island in a good mood.