~： Fourth year story 019, Ning Zhi Wu

Everyone in the audience watched the draw in the arena with bated breath, and the king at the highest point of the empire was of course no exception. From a moment ago, his gaze was focused on Xing Li, and after seeing her drawing the lottery, the king couldn't help but lift his chin and slowly said in a cold voice——

"Condensing... the martial arts. Rooney answered the family's martial arts, but apart from the first founder more than a hundred years ago, no successor has ever practiced it."

"Haha, Your Majesty, today is really a good day, isn't it?"

Principal Campa slowly walked out of the shadows and stood behind the throne.

"You said, who would she choose as her opponent this time?"

Wang didn't look back, he still supported his chin, paying attention coldly.

Campa gave a salute and smiled: "According to common sense, she should choose Innselton. However, those words just now may change this choice..."

"Haha, interesting."

Wang Zhesong spread his chin and sat back deep in the throne. But at this moment, his face no longer smiled, instead it was full of calm and solemnity.

"Campa, who is the right person you said?"

"Your Majesty, please rest assured." Campa saluted again, "I have found the best candidate for this secret mission. Your Majesty only needs to choose the'bait' to enter the Black Dragon Empire according to your plan. ."

"... Is it... an invisible dagger?"

"Exactly."

At this moment, a relaxed smile appeared on the king's face again.

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"Number 64."

The sign with the number written on it was opened in the hands of the master of ceremonies, and after a brief silence, the audience burst into cheers again.

After handing in the lottery, Xingli walked slowly to the rest area, found the silk scarf in her bag and wrapped it around her arms, and walked back into the arena.

Dai Lau snorted, and walked back to the rest area with Inselton who shouted for luck. Before leaving, Dai Lao didn't forget to stare at the guy who was still standing on the court and sneered.

"Noelius' bastard, if you want to challenge Master Dai Lao, first find a way to pass the semi-finals!"

Inselton smiled sullenly, and after leaving such a gloomy sentence, he walked quickly into the rest area with Dai Lao. When Dai Lao stepped into the rest area, the female audience sitting above the rest area burst into enthusiastic cheers again. Because at the moment Xingli found out his opponent, it was already destined that Dai Lao would enter the final without a doubt, and then win the championship!

In the afternoon sun, Xingli stood in the center of the arena with a ribbon in his hand, looking at the dark man carrying a long stick. The breeze stroked her skirt and hair gently. He was holding a long stick, and he didn't look at Xingli from beginning to end. He always looked at Dai Lao who walked slowly into the rest area, and after he sat down on the leather bench over there comfortably, the corners of his dark mouth let out a cold snort again.

"It seems that you seem to be very dissatisfied with your inability to face Master Dai Lao?"

Xingli wrapped the ribbon around her waist and wrapped it around the arms of her hands, smiling.

"…………Humph."

He pulled up the long stick, flicked it two times in the air, pointed at Xingli, and put it in a fighting posture: "Of course I'm not satisfied. My luck is really bad, and I must be able to face that guy in a decisive battle."

Xing Li tilted his head and said with a smile: "Oh? Listening to Mr.'s tone, it seems that he doesn't care about the title of the top ten, but only cares about the battle with Master Dai Lao?"

"nonsense."

"But Mr. An, I am very happy to be able to face you before the final. Because I think I should stop you in time..."

At this time, the emcee announced the start of the game...

Following the order to start the game, a red fire dragon rushed towards Xingli with the dust that had been torn apart.

"bump--------!"

A loud noise broke out in an instant. The flying dust shattered in the explosion. He gritted his teeth, and the eyes that had originally looked at Dai Lao finally retracted under the loud noise. The wooden stick in his hand that can instantly knock Al back on top of something, this object that can even pierce through steel in a single blow, is now completely blocked. But the thing blocking its forward power is...

The pink silk scarves are interlaced with each other, covering Xingli's chest, and blocking the wooden stick on the front.

"Wow——————!!!"

The cheers of the audience rose instantly, not only full of surprise, but also full of excitement! No one would doubt the power of An, but facing such an An even with this soft silk scarf to block it is really shocking!

"Condensing... the martial arts..."

The idiot's mind remembered Xingli's martial arts of the heart, the next moment, those seemingly weak ribbons instantly dispersed, and they were cut from both sides to the dark shoulders. The dark brown pupils instantly widened, he immediately released the long stick, and several back leaps quickly moved away from Xingli.

Facts have proved that Die's choice is completely correct. The dust that was raised when he jumped away could not fall down before the pink ribbon cut into the long stick quickly. There was not even a cracking sound, the long stick had been broken into three pieces, and it crashed on the ground.

White and soft fingers gently pressed the ribbon that stretched out from behind the waist. This dead thing slowly flew around the star glass as if it had gained life. As she moved her fingers, the seemingly soft ribbon quickly spiraled around her hand. It looks like she is holding...two swords in both hands...!

"call………………"

Dark, standing in the distance. His brown pupils finally returned to normal slowly after experiencing the momentary expansion.

His breathing was slightly messy, but after adjusting for a moment, a smile slowly emerged from the corner of his mouth. The red-haired boy straightened up slowly, raised his hand, and suddenly shouted--

"Bring my ‘Bone Eruption’!"

Xing Li bowed his head and said nothing. After the servants in the rest area of ​​Nolius whispered to each other for a while, three servants finally walked out carrying a long weapon that was more than four meters long and was heavily wrapped in a black cloth. Seeing the three of them sweating profusely, the soles of their feet are like a pit. How heavy are the weapons in the package?

"Xingli Rooney replied."

An took the weapon handed over by the servant, and when the three servants fled in panic, he grabbed the end of the weapon with one hand and flicked it. As the black cloth peeled off, a layer of wind and sand began to wrap around him and began to circulate violently. There seems to be something in that package that has been suppressed for too long, cheering and waiting for release!

"I'm so lucky... I didn't expect... I didn't expect the Ning Zhi martial arts to actually exist!"

A dark steel spear appeared under the scorching sun. As soon as the gun was free from the shackles of the package, the pitch-black light it emitted seemed to block the sun in the sky. An raised his spear and held it on his shoulders with great ease, but his eyes scanned Xingli with extraordinary admiration, as if a greedy drinker encountered a great wine he had never met.

"Although I have heard that the Rooney family used to be warriors on the battlefield before. Your family has a set of ability to twist and expand the cloth touched by your hands in the way you want to fight. But I did not expect me to fight today. It's really possible to fight the legendary condensed martial arts! Hahaha...happy...really..."

"Too pleasant——————————!!!"

The rolled up dust hadn't landed yet, and the black spear pierced the sand curtain in an instant. There is no trick in the mad martial arts, it relies on complete power and speed! Xingli, who seemed very leisurely just now, might have never expected it, but in an instant, the spear had appeared in his pupils. and……

More and more...

……The bigger…………

Hesitate?

That is a mortal enemy on the battlefield.

Pity the enemy?

That is the ticket to death.

What if you not only hesitate on the battlefield, but also pity the enemy?

So if such a person will not die, there will be no dead people in the world.

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