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fuck! It also consumes a lot. The first two people are defeated by you one by one. They have a fart consumption!

This excuse is absolutely shameless!

"Oh, brother Du, since it's too expensive, why don't I wait for you on the court for a while, you meditate and adjust your breath, and I'll compete with you after all the answers?"

After hearing Dumont's so brazen words, Mu Yu naturally can't let him end easily, very understanding said.

After hearing Mu Yu's words, all the onlookers were happy and yelled: "Dumont, people have asked you to have a rest, so don't shirk."

"You..."

Dumont did not expect that Mu Yu would talk like this, which made him feel embarrassed.

I can't help regretting in my heart. I want to slap myself in the face. I'm going to be abused now.

At this time, Dumont can only pretend to sit on the ground, meditate and adjust his breath, secretly thinking about the way to deal with Mu Yu.

But the more I think about yesterday's fighting, the less I hope to win.

The time for a stick of incense has passed.

Dumont was still sitting on the ground with a sad face.

However, the onlookers quit!

"Dumont, if you continue to meditate like this, it will be almost dark."

"You don't mean to delay. If you want to fight, fight quickly."

Dumont knew that he could no longer escape.

Had to endure scalp to stand up, as if facing the enemy of looking at Mu Yu, legs constantly tremble.

Mu Yu looked at it and couldn't help laughing. He held out a palm and asked.

Seeing that Mu Yu despised him so much, Du Meng clenched his teeth and showed a trace of ruthlessness in his eyes.

Hold the sword tightly in your hand and begin to slowly accumulate the momentum in your body.

His sword move is called moon blade swing. The longer he saves, the stronger his momentum will be and the greater his damage will be.

He prayed in his heart, please don't attack, don't attack

And Mu Yu seems to hear his prayer, really stand in place, did not attack him, just light looking at him in constant accumulation.

A quarter of an hour later, the fear in Dumont's heart has completely disappeared, replaced by a kind of madness of success, and his moon blade shaking has reached the extreme.

Even the master who lives in his family is hard to resist the moon blade shaking, let alone such a young boy. Can he be stronger than his master?

At this point, Dumont roared out, "go to hell!"

As the words fell, the sharp point of the sword in my hand suddenly burst out a bright light. At this time, it was not even like the moon blade, but was comparable to the brightness of the sun.

"Moon - Blade - shake!"

At this time, the bright light took off from the tip of Dumont's sword and turned into a huge light blade. It cut Mu Yu with the smell of destruction.

"Hiss!"

See Dumont burst out such a powerful blow, the whole court is a breath of cold.

Such a powerful force is not going to blow up the whole competition platform.

No! Even under the stage where they are, they will be affected.

Thinking of this, everyone stepped back and reached the safe area.

Liu Qian shook his head bitterly and said: "brother Jia is still too careless. If he attacks Dumont at the beginning, how can he make such a powerful attack?"