Rebirth Profession Sells Miserably

At the same time, Guan Qi on the field frowned, faintly angry: "What is the meaning of the three young masters? Do you look down on me?"

Xing Shu looked at the blood on his arm, and only felt that his left eye was still hot. The injury did not make him feel scared, but he became more excited. The blood in his body boiled, clamoring for him to put the rust-filled stickiness on him. On the tip of your tongue, lick and taste.

In fact, Xing Shu did the same. He has never been able to control his vice.

Guan Qi showed disgust, and once again used a group attack.

Xing Shu directly abandoned the two pens and drew a defensive charm on yellow paper with his own blood.

"Ding!" The tip of the sword pierced an invisible barrier. Guan Qizheng wanted to take the sword and cut it again. He saw Xingshu's **** hand wave and spilled the blood into Guan Qi's eyes!

"Hmm!" Guan Qi backed away, covering his eyes, cursing: "Shameless villain!"

Xing Shu had long been accustomed to seeing these people's curses in the memory of the original owner, and it didn't hurt at all.

Besides, fight and fight. Where did so many words come from? You didn’t feel soft when you smashed this sword. Didn’t you just see that my hand was weak? You attacked my weakness, I attacked your weakness, what? Are there any shameless talks here? Obviously it's courtesy!

Thinking of this, Xing Shu took the opportunity to get his own blood, opened his bow left and right, drew water and ice symbols, frozen Guan Qi's hands and feet, and kicked down the stage fiercely!

Of course Guan Qi wouldn't fall down so easily, but a carp flipped back, directing wind blades to fly towards Xingshu.

Xing Shu dodged and dodged to the left, and his robes were cut several times in an instant.

Guan Qizhen opened the ice on his hands and feet, sealed his hands, and displayed his mortal trick-violent storm.

The gust of wind blew the duel platform and shook, and Xing Shu stood in the middle of the duel platform, feeling that he was going to be blown out by the wind in the next moment.

Of course, this is not what is worse, but Xingshu can't draw charms at all under such circumstances.

Xingshu admired himself a little bit. Under such circumstances, he could still think calmly, and then realized that the skills he currently mastered were completely restrained by Guan Qi.

He will undoubtedly lose in this game.

However, before conceding defeat, Xing Shu wanted to try a few more tricks in order to find the flaws.

Xing Shu gave up painting amulets, built a thick circular wall of water, wrapped himself tightly in it, and cast a healing spell to let the injuries on his hands heal quickly.

Guan Qi commanded the gradually condensed tornado to raging, and quickly cut the wall of water that stood in front of the wind.

Xing Shu quickly drew a frozen talisman, turning the water wall into a big ice ball.

"Heh! The three young masters are so fearful, when will the winner be determined!" A trace of contempt flashed in Guan Qi's eyes: "I will learn more or less when you leave the main peak and worship Yan Xiaomen. Some things, where did you think of it, just learned to be a turtle!"

Xing Shu knew that this was a radical technique, he couldn't help but his eyes lit up, and he narrowed his eyes: "Guan Qi, you are not suitable for fighting a war of attrition, are you?"

Fighting a war of attrition with a nanny will undoubtedly be consumed to death!

If it were not for the limited time, only five days, and he had only hit the second game now, it would not be cost-effective to spend with Guan Qi, and Xingshu might even spend three days with Guan Qi.

Guan Qi mistakenly thought that Xingshu was trying to consume him, his face could not help being darkened, and he repeatedly used various tactics to destroy the ice wall that was standing around Xingshu.

Of course, Xingshu would not ask him to do so. He directly painted the talisman with blood and covered the ice gun with yellow talisman to prevent it from dripping.

After all this last night, Xing Shu directly sat down, and even started to talk about his practice!

Guan Qi was so angry that Qiqiao gave birth to smoke, and the audience who had only watched the showdown between Leng Yao and Xiao Yan also gradually noticed the strangeness here.

"What are the three young masters doing?"

"Too insidious! He wants to fight a war of attrition! Hold Senior Brother Guan Qi!"

"If it is really delayed for him until five days later, even if Senior Brother Guan Qi wins, he will only get one point. Lei Tingfeng is too bad!"

"Where is the judge? The judge will come out soon to stop him! He is a violation of the normal rules of the game!" Someone began to call the judge.

Then, as time went by, more and more people began to call the judges and let the judges come out to rule on the criminal spine that violated the regulations.

However, the rules of the game are originally based on their own strengths, so it is not said that the tactics of delaying time cannot be implemented.

After all, procrastinating is not only a delay of the opponent's time, but also a delay of one's own time, and the event itself has a time limit.

The judge took out the regulations and read it out, saying that the duel between Xingshu and Guan Qi could continue, and there was an uproar immediately.

They suddenly remembered that in the previous discussions, the people of Yan Xiaofeng had never participated, so of course they had never tried a duel with the formation talisman.

"This is too unfair! What if everyone is procrastinating?" Lei Tingfeng's disciple said very dissatisfied.

"Hey! I still remember that during the last match-up, a certain Thunder Peak disciple used a thunder and lightning array to drag people down. You didn't say that at the time. Now that Feng Shui turns around, you start to condemn it." People gloating on the side of the misfortune, obviously feel that there is nothing wrong with Xingshu's approach.

"That's right, and how many hours has the discussion started now? It's not a day, and you started yelling, how do you know that others are procrastinating? It's because you procrastinated so much that you have such a sharp vision, right?"

A group of people were amused, but it made the angry Lei Tingfeng disciples unable to refute.

"But... have you noticed that the Third Young Master seems to be... cultivating now?" Someone said weakly.

The noisy audience then looked over, vaguely saw the Xingshu covered by the ice wall, and seemed to have been sitting cross-legged inside.

Moreover, because Guan Qi had been performing all kinds of big moves outside, trying to break through the ice wall, the aura in the air was gathered here, and was continuously sucked into the ice wall.

Xingshu originally wanted to take a break, but he didn't expect to absorb so much aura. It was really a surprise, so he drew a guardian formation around him, and directly began to attack the barrier of the mid-fusion. .

He had just broken through the fusion period two months before the duel, and absorbed a lot of spirit stones, and soon touched the barrier of the mid-fusion period, but he could not break through the essentials many times.

In addition, in the past few months, in order to prepare for the battle, his mood has fluctuated a little, and he can't completely calm down.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, I suddenly felt the loosening of the barrier.

Yes, aura, what he lacks, is a steady stream of aura and the belief in survival from desperation.

The blood stained his clothes red, and the familiar smell of rust irritated his nerves severely.

The powerful mental power went deep into the heaven and the earth uncontrollably, allowing him to see the radiance and the boundlessness.

Oh, I also saw Guan Qi's angry face.

Xing Shu wanted to directly pierce this thousands of spiritual threads into Guan Qi's mind and let Guan Qi be under his control.

But reason told him that in this way, all his hiding would be exposed to others.

"Boom!" The ice wall was finally broken by Guan Qi, the long sword in his hand turned into a long whip, and with a fierce wind, he quickly hit the Xingshu who was about to break the bottleneck.

Xing Shu opened his eyes slightly, and jumped back.

In an instant, a huge water mass enveloped him, and the water molecules in the air were continuously gathered around by the Xinghu, and at the same time they blocked the whip that engulfed the wind blade!

Shui Liu turned into a pair of big hands, holding the Xingshu flying off the duel table, and gently laying it on the ground.

Being able to use the gathered aura into one's own use, and control it to transform into various forms, this is the ability of the mid-stage cultivator to merge.

He broke!

This feeling is very mysterious, as if the body's perception of the outside world is more sensitive, his mind can control the water around him, instead of just gathering them by his side.

Xing Shu raised his left hand and found that the wound on his hand had healed, leaving only a shallow scar, but the blood was still there, and he still looked embarrassed.

Subconsciously, Xing Shu understood that at this time, he should take a good rest and consolidate his cultivation, but Xing Shu felt the aura in his dantian and was a little eager to try.

Many people think that the water spirit root is the weakest in the attack system and the weakest in the healing system. It sounds like it can both attack and heal, but it is actually a double-sided chicken rib.

In addition, the original owner was not a true water spirit root monk at all, and was weaker than ordinary water spirit root monks.

But Xing Shu didn't think so.

"I need to experiment a few more times..." Xing Shu whispered, walking towards the stone hub again.

It doesn't matter if Xing Shu loses, it seems that Guan Qi, who stood at the end of the stage, seemed to have lost.

Guan Qi clenched his fists fiercely, his expression unpredictable.

"Lei Tingfeng, Guan Qi, win one game." The judge came to a conclusion and scored a point for Guan Qi.

Those yelling about Xingshu were delaying time. The disciple Lei Tingfeng, who had insidious methods, paused for a moment. Seeing the Xingshu who had clearly lost but broke through, they only felt that a sip of water was choking in their throats, not getting up and down. Uncomfortable.

Is this really the three young masters? When did the Three Young Masters whose cultivation base has been wandering in the Qi refining period become so powerful?

This is unbelievable!

Of course, it made them even more unbelievable. Instead of going to heal immediately, Xing Shu threw his beads into the stone hub again.

"Is he crazy?"

"Too self-righteous, don't you want to die?"

"He was not stimulated by anything, right?" Someone consciously guessed the truth: "Is he trying to catch up with Brother Leng Yao? Isn't he the favorite to run behind Brother Leng Yao? Now Brother Leng Yao has a way Lu, and his cultivation is left far behind, is this impatient?"

I have to say that this is the best explanation at present, and many people nodded in agreement. After all, Xingshu's previous behavior was really obvious.

Obviously, Leng Yao thought so too, so after defeating Xiao Yan, he walked towards Xingshu who was about to step into the next duel stage again.

"Xingshu!"

The viewing platform couldn't hear what they were saying, but seeing them approaching, I immediately felt that I had guessed it.

Xing Shu turned his head and raised his eyebrows slightly.

Leng Yao glanced at the blood on Xingshu's sleeve, frowning tighter: "You, you weren't like this before."