Chapter 26 Enter the final

Rolling dust covered everyone's sight. Suddenly, a figure flew out like a cannonball and hit the boundary fiercely, ripples.

"Wow!"

The figure slowly slipped down the boundary and suddenly sprayed a mouthful of blood. Everyone fixed their eyes. The man turned out to be Xiaohong. Meng Xuan couldn't help clenching her hand and looked at Xiaohong worriedly.

"Haha..." Xiaohong still had blood stains on the corners of his mouth but did not erase them. Instead, he suddenly laughed and walked down to Wutai, muttering, "So it is it, so it is."

At this time, the boundary has risen, and a breeze has blown by, blowing away the thick smoke, revealing the figure of Dharma enlightenment. He looked ahead in a stunned way, and a trace of blood slowly overflowed from the corners of his mouth. After that, his body fell like a golden pillar and fell unconscious.

It will be clear who will win or lose.

While Fawu fell, Xiaohong also happened to reach the edge of Wutai, and the other foot was still hanging in the air, but his body was soft and fell down.

"Xiaohong." Meng Xuan exclaimed. Just as she was about to rush over, she found a figure holding his body. It was Tianqing. The two fought with each other, but both of them were defeated, but because Fa Wu fell into a coma first, Xiaohong won. Yao Yan also appeared next to Fawu, and a faint light lit up from his body. After he clicked on Fawu's body a few times, the latter's face suddenly looked better, and then woke up quietly.

He looked at Xiaohong, who also fell to the ground, and smiled. Even though he was very embarrassed at this time, he was still so dusty. He only heard him say, "Brother Lingyu's swordsmanship is no weaker than your footwork."

"Above, you are the highest understanding of Buddhism I have ever seen." Xiaohong sighed sincerely.

"Haha..." Both of them laughed, and this smile led to a violent cough.

Everyone looked at Fawu's eyes and suddenly became awe-inspiring. He was worthy of being a disciple of Master Mokong. He was willing to gamble and lose, and it seemed that winning or losing was not worth mentioning. Instead, he admired his opponent, who had such a demeanor, and everyone saw in him that a future would be the shadow of a generation of masters. As for Xiaohong, we don't know how to describe him. If he is lucky all the way, the opponents he met are not weak, especially Fa Wu.

If he is strong, it is really hard to imagine that he can reach such a level in his infancy. Fawu is the best in the underworld. Everyone doesn't know about Xiaohong, which is hard to imagine.

The so-called layman watches the bustle, the insider watches the door, Tianqing and other real masters look at each other, and Xiaohong's last sword comes to mind.

"That sword." Tianqing nodded. He thought that he had never reached such a level in his infancy. I'm afraid he didn't have it in the underworld. Xiaohong's understanding of kendo is completely beyond his imagination and beyond everyone's imagination. Tianqing and others looked at Xiaohong and faintly felt a slight change in his breath. They had experienced that change, which was a metamorphosis and a change before the promotion.

"Although that sword is not perfect, I have vaguely felt the opportunity to break through." Xiaohong knows himself better than anyone else. The last sword has vaguely felt the bottleneck of the Yuanying period. As long as he is given time, he will definitely break through and reach the underworld period.

But no matter what, Xiaohong won and qualified for the final championship.

The battle between Xiaohong and Fawu is slow, but fast. They have decided the winner, but Daolong and Ling Feng are not over yet. Xiaohong quietly watched the duel in the stands where Tianqing and others were located with the help of Meng Xuan.

Compared with the comparison between Xiaohong and Fawu, their comparison is a little boring, yes, a little boring. There is no earth-shaking Taoism, apoorous atmosphere, and gorgeous scenes. But the seemingly stuffy comparison was extremely thrilling. Within the boundary, Daolong floated in the air and looked nervously at the four directions.

A drop of sweat slowly left from his forehead and flowed into his eyes, but he did not dare to wipe it. The reason why he did not dare to stand on the ground was that Ling Feng was almost ubiquitous. His escape technique was magical, and he could suddenly appear from anywhere. Then one blow will kill. If you can't handle it, you will retreat in an instant, which is extremely terrible.

His escape technique and Xiaohong's Lingxu's microstep are similar, and he can use anything. Once Daolong was suddenly attacked by him from the ground. He killed Daolong unexpectedly and dared not stay on the ground after suffering minor injuries. Immediately float in the air, although you are attacked everywhere, you can better protect yourself.

The drop of sweat in his eyes slowly slipped and flowed into Daolong's eyes. Originally, it was nothing, but he would not blink when the ordinary flame at Daolong's level burned his eyes. When his nerves were so tense, he subconsciously blinked his eyes. This is just a human instinctive reaction, but...

Daolong immediately rushed to the hair of his whole body and stood upside down. The monk's extraordinary consciousness told him that there was danger, and the inexplicable crisis suddenly enveloped him.

"Sneer!"

A little bright and particularly bright, like a comet coming through the sky, so that everyone can't open their eyes. The sword in Daolong's hand was raised in an instant, which was completely a subconscious reaction, and the speed shocked Xiaohong. What makes Xiaohong feel cold is Ling Feng's ability to seize the opportunity.

It's terrible! Terrible! Horrible!

Daolong's subconscious reaction was perfectly used by him, which magnified the limit of this trivial flaw and killed him.

"Bang!"

The energy sword in Daolong's hand was instantly shattered by the bright light, and Xiao Hong keenly found that it was a flying knife. At the moment when the energy sword was broken, Daolong also took a slight step back, and an energy sword immediately appeared in his hand, but...

"You lost!"

Ling Feng's faint voice sounded behind him, and a dagger crossed his throat knot. The dagger glowed with cold light in the sun, and the knife light stimulated Daolong's skin, which made him dare not move at all.

Daolong lost, lost on Ling Feng's amazing assassination technique, and lost without any suspense. Ling Feng's assassination technique was too terrible.

With Daolong's defeat, the final battle of this conference also came to an end.

"Haha, congratulations to Xiaohong and Ling Feng for qualifying for the final." Mokong got up and said loudly, "Xiaohong rushed to the final with his infancy, which is amazing. This is the first time in the history of the conference. I admire him. And Ling Feng's assassination technique has been fascinated, which is very good.

"First of all, I want to congratulate you." Ling Feng's voice came to Xiaohong's ears, "You went to the finals, but I will make people regret it."

Xiaohong's inaudibility to Ling Feng's words made the former annoyed and snorted coldly. Although Xiaohong had a cold against him, he did not dare to underestimate him. Especially after seeing Daolong fight with him, he knew Daolong's strength very well, but he lost. So he doesn't know what the result will be in the next battle.

But he will not admit defeat, the champion, he is bound to win. Not for the final reward, just for a breath, and Ling Feng repeatedly humiliated him, and he was also angry. Besides, he is Xiaohong's rival. How can he be ashamed in front of his rival? This is a man's dignity.

"The final will be held in seven days." Mokong finally announced the time of the final.

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