Elf Archer of Life in Another World

Mohist martial arts hall.

Although I have been here once before, this is the first time I know that there is a ring-like setting inside.

Looking at San Chishui and Qi Youfeng standing at opposite ends of the ring, Nian Nian grabbed a stool and sat down, holding his chin in his hands and meditating.

How did this develop to what it is now?

Sanchishui suddenly jumped out and asked for a duel. Not only did Qi Youfeng agree without hesitation, but Sui Li immediately expressed no objection. Kraft also held a hookah bottle with a few people and went to the nearby Mohist martial arts hall with great interest.

Kraft's simple workshop and the Mohist martial arts hall are both in the area east of Beitai City next to the city gate, and it only takes ten minutes to walk there.

Nian Nian sighed, looked at it speechlessly for a while and told San Chi Shui what it was like to be old. He got up and walked to the bottom of the ring, waving to Qi Youfeng who was standing above.

"Come to cheer me up?" Qi Youfeng jumped off the ring and asked with a smile.

"My brother said that if Sanchi Shui can knock you out of the ring, he will bear San Chi Shui's pocket money this year," Niannian curled his lips and added, "Childish!"

"Then if I win, what reward will you give me?" Qi Youfeng scratched her nose.

"Nothing!" Nian Nian slapped his hand away.

"Then if I lose, what comfort can you give me?" Qi Youfeng grabbed her hand and kissed it with a smile.

"...Do you want to win or lose?" Niannian withdrew his hand. With these two actions, Niannian added a winning reward to Sanchishui, and Sanchishui had already begun to moan.

Yelling.

"This is not what I have the final say."

Qi Youfeng also heard Sanchishui's cry of "Kill him!" and helplessly spread his hands.

"Anyway, go ahead," Nian Nian said gloatingly, waving his hands to leave, "Don't get beaten until your face is covered with flowers. I'll be disgusted by that."

"You really don't want to give me some spiritual encouragement? For example,"

Qi Youfeng pulled her into his arms, whispered something in her ear, stamped on his instep and ran away with a blushing face.

"Three feet of water, come on! Beat him up!!" As he ran, Nian Nian waved his fist and turned around and said loudly.

Qi Youfeng jumped onto the ring, and Sanchi Shui was already waiting for him with a sincere look on his face: "Brother, this is the voice of the masses, don't blame me."

Qi Youfeng smiled gently: "I don't blame you——"

Before he finished speaking, Qi Youfeng had already taken a step forward. The scimitar "Qingkong" in his right hand hung down by his side. The dark light shrank and cut an arc in front of him. The black sword shadow was spitting out, approaching three people.

The throat of Chishui.

The sword with three feet of water had just been unsheathed. The situation was critical, so he blocked it with his sword. However, the newly forged sword was very soft. Although the sharp blade blocked it, the pressure of the blade caused the sword body to bend sharply and cut Qi's neck.

Youfeng didn't want to make a fatal move, so he drew his sword and turned around. The bent sword rebounded and struck Sanchi Shui on the face with a "pop" sound.

Qi Youfeng immediately turned around and backed away, holding the knife upside down, holding back his laughter and clasping his fists: "Brother, this is an accident."

Half of Sanchi Shui's face was flushed red, and the other half of his face was no less red. He gritted his teeth and jumped up, using three swords at three points, as fast as lightning. For a moment, it seemed as if three swords were stabbing Qi Youfeng at the same time.

eyebrows and eyes.

Qi Youfeng quickly raised his sword and swung away these three swords. The other three swords came unexpectedly, but they attacked his lower body. Unfortunately, his sword had already been released and he couldn't catch it in time. He stepped back with his left leg, and then stepped back with his right leg.

It's just a pain.

Qi Youfeng looked at the three blood spots on his thigh, estimated what would have happened if he had not taken that step back, and couldn't help but smile bitterly: "I said, what kind of hatred is this?"

Such a tricky position must have been ordered by someone.

"Isn't this your instigation?" Under the ring, Nian Nian also poked Sui next to him suspiciously.

"Who do you think I am?" Shi Sui looked quite innocent and sighed deeply.

I didn't dare to tell the truth every year, so I happily brushed off the topic and returned to paying attention to the battle in the ring.

Sanchi Shui's new sword is indeed much faster. At a glance, he can see the sword light flying sideways beside him. The simplest stabs weave into an airtight sword net, which is drawn towards Qi Youfeng.

Remove the hood.

Qi Youfeng immediately shrank back a little, and just kept retreating backwards. The dog-legged scimitar in his right hand slashed left and right, which seemed to be out of order.

"Why did he change his sword?" Shi Sui also saw that this man's weapon was not very handy, and there were already signs of being suppressed.

"Maybe I want to change my style." Nian Nian added casually, staring intently at Qi Youfeng, who was constantly moving around.

"He was originally like San Chi Shui, he followed the path of 'speed' and 'skill'. Now this sword may not be suitable." Shi Sui commented. Qi Youfeng's current sword focuses on "strength"

", one force can defeat ten groups.

"He also has a knife." Kraft, who had been watching the show silently, exhaled a puff of smoke and said.

Shi Sui looked carefully and found that the left side of Qi Youfeng's waist was empty and there was no other knife.

Nian Nian relaxed his body, stretched out, and bumped Shi Sui's shoulder: "Brother, let's have a bet? Guess who can win?"

"You have great confidence in him." Shi Sui raised his eyebrows.

Nian Nian did not explain, he pointed to the ring with a smile, indicating that Nian Nian would take his time and watch.

Qi Youfeng had already led Sanchi Shui around in a circle on the ring. Sanchi Shui's sword was getting faster and faster, hitting his limbs like a violent storm. But at this moment, Qi Youfeng stepped out and faced him.

He charged forward with the sword's light, as swift as an eagle and his sword as sharp as a dragon.

At the same time, under the ring, Shi Sui was covered by Nian Nian and shoved the reminder back into his stomach.

Qi Youfeng's other sword finally appeared.

When he took a step forward, the light of the curved green sword flashed away, like the wave of love in the eyes of a beautiful woman, and then turned into the rustling autumn wind in the blink of an eye.

Shocked by Qi Youfeng's desperate step, Sanchi Shui could not help but slow down his sword slightly. This moment of slowing down was captured by Qi Youfeng, and the blade immediately caught up.

Ding-ding-ding-ding.

Sanchi Shui's face became increasingly ugly.

Qi Youfeng actually caught every one of his sword strikes. The black sword shadow followed him like a shadow, trapping the sword light that was originally as fast as lightning. In just one breath, a copper-walled and iron-walled cage was created in front of Sanchi Shui.

His sword seemed to be tightly bound by shackles, and could only move in the world drawn by Qi Youfeng.

Sanchi Shui began to retreat, trying to gain some distance before regrouping. Qi Youfeng refused to give up, swung his sword and pressed it against his body. The full moon scimitar in his left hand held back the chill, just waiting for a suitable opportunity.

Under the ring, Nian Nian shook his head. Nian Nian smiled brightly. Kraft smacked his lips, dissatisfied with San Chi Shui's performance. He simply failed to live up to the weapon he transformed for this kid.

"After all, Sanchi Shui has just gotten a new weapon, so he must be a little uncomfortable with it." Niannian comforted Shi Sui kindly.

The new Longzi Sword has a soft blade. Sanchi Shui must have learned the lesson from the first collision with Qi Youfeng's sword. After that, he only used thrust attacks. Although it is fast, the sword skills of Yunji Sword Sect

There are only a few stabbing moves in it. Sanchishui now has a new sword in his hand. The speed and strength are not familiar to him, and there is no way to make personalized adjustments. So he relies on the inherent speed of the sword to connect the sword moves in a step-by-step manner.

Use it.

Although it looked shocking at first, Qi Youfeng was probably a little worried every year, but the use of this skill was also a bit dull. Qi Youfeng stepped back and watched, and spent some time to use Sanchi Shui.

After a lot of tricks, he was able to catch up with the sword that maximized its speed with a heavy "power" sword, and vaguely circled its attack range.

"After all, it's not a life and death fight. It's normal for whoever loses and who wins." Shi Sui smiled. Although Qi Youfeng's left-hand sword was unsheathed, he did not make a move. Just like San Chi Shui's hesitation at that moment, he was showing mercy.

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"That's right, it's just a discussion, until the point is reached~" Nian Nian kept nodding, rolled his eyes, and moved closer, "How about we have a two-on-two match?"

"You and I, what about those two on the ring?" Shi Sui asked, seeming to be very interested.

"..." Looking at Sui Sui who was pretending to be stupid every year, he couldn't help but glare, "Of course not. Brother Feng and I are against you and Sanchi Shui."

"You really want to beat me up?" Shi Sui asked back, feeling inexplicably pitiful. Nian Nian's own strength was enough to repair the two of them, plus Qi Youfeng, he estimated that this person would not mind putting aside the friendship and letting

First in the competition.

"Then," Niannian also felt that this was unfair and thought for a while, "should I give it to you?"

"Give me a hand, and I will go up and fight with you." Shi Sui suggested sincerely.

"..."

Nian Nian glanced at Qi Youfeng on the stage and wondered if this rogue's problem could still be contagious?

"I can't help it, I can't beat you." Shi Sui saw Nian Nian's thoughts and said honestly.

"Then..." Niannian took out the Yueling Bow and looked at the quiver on his waist. "I can only use ten arrows in the whole journey. How about that?"

"Ten magic arrows? Can it be less, for example, only three or five?" Shi Sui bargained seriously.

"Wooden arrows, just the most common wooden arrows." Nian Ni opened the cover of the quiver and reached out to touch it without looking at it. "Eight arrows, no more, otherwise you asked me to use them as decorations?"

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"This is not a wooden arrow." Shi Sui's eyes fell on Nian Nian's hand. Following her movements, she saw clearly the arrow she was holding in her hand.

Nian Nian also looked down and stuck out her tongue. With a casual touch, she actually pulled out the bone arrow.

Nian Nian unconsciously rubbed the bone-white arrow shaft and was about to put it back when suddenly her vision blurred and a lump of mud-like substance hit the back of her hand.

Nian Nian didn't bother to look at the mud flowing along his fingers. He just looked up in surprise at the sky of Beitai City and the huge word "town" that suddenly appeared in the sky.

This familiar scene made Nian Nian couldn't help but shiver, and she couldn't help but lower her head suddenly, looking at the intact blindfold paper on her arm, and felt certain.

Countless rays of sword light flew over the head, and several swishing rays of black light flew out from the Mo Family Martial Arts Hall. When they saw these people, they paused briefly and hovered in the air.

Nian Nian raised his head and looked curiously, his fingers stiffened, the hairs on his arms stood up, and his palms became sweaty.

In her hand, she still held the bone arrow.

The bone arrow that came from the altar of the Temple of the True God has the same origin as the power sealed in the Valley of the Four Seasons, and has a deep connection with the demon clan.