I am God

At this time, A Ganzuo was quietly watching Xiu Zhe on the field in the VIP room. Beside him was a woman with a hot figure. The woman looked about 1.7 meters tall, with exquisite facial features and pure white hair tied up. , that pair of extremely long ears and somewhat dark skin made it obvious that she was a dark elf.

What is more noticeable than her beauty is the black glove on her left arm that reaches to the shoulder, and the ring-shaped instrument with green light on her wrist and upper arm, which is an extremely expensive ghost bondage , and wearing a ghost bondage proves that she is a Kazan syndrome patient.

"This Ao Shui can be regarded as a character, but it's a pity that he met Xiu Zhe too early. If he can't overcome this hurdle in his heart, he will stop here in this life. I really didn't expect Kazan's power to be used like this." A-Gump Zuo retracted He closed his eyes and said calmly.

"This child is very special. No one with Kazan syndrome can use Kazan's power like this. Kazan, the soul of the sword, is simply the existence of a perfect swordsman." The woman smiled lightly. She was already beautiful. It becomes more attractive when you smile.

A-Gump Zuo nodded lightly and said: "Even if I am in front of Xiu Zhe, I can only display [-]% of my strength. The person who signed the contract with ghosts and gods is so terrifying. To be honest, I don't know whether I am cultivating an angel who can save you. Or are you cultivating a devil to destroy the world?"

"Have you forgotten the vow between us?" The woman's smile narrowed and was replaced by a kind of coldness.

"Lukexi, I will not forget that promise, believe me, I will find a way to cure your ghost hand." There seemed to be something extra in A Ganzuo's plain tone.

The dark elf woman named Luxi sat back on the comfortable sofa with a smile, picked up a cherry and put it in her mouth, saying, "When this child graduates, let him travel to the mainland with us?"

A-Gump cast his left gaze at Xiu Zhe who was walking down the stage, and said indifferently: "That depends on whether he wants to or not."

Xiu Zhe was as shocked as the outside world at this time. He never thought that Kazan would weaken his opponent so much. How much of Ao Shui's strength was the sword energy that was crushed by his punch?[-]%?Probably even less?

Ao Shui didn't lose to himself, but to Kazan, and to the fear in his heart. Without Kazan's blessing, he would not have defeated Ao Shui so easily.

A Ganzuo said that Kazan's power is far more than that, how much surprise will this ghost bring him?

While walking towards the lounge, Xiu Zhe looked at his ghost hand and fell into deep thought. Although he was afraid of this power in his heart, he was willing to dig and explore Kazan's power in order to become stronger.

"Brother Xiu Zhe, you are too powerful! You actually eliminated Ao Shui without bloodshed!" Tang Yanqian jumped up to Xiu Zhe and looked at him adoringly. When the two were close to each other, a fragrance flowed along. Xiu Zhe's nose got in.

Xiu Zhe blushed and hurriedly looked away, scratched his cheeks with his fingers and said embarrassedly: "I may have overdone it. I'm afraid it will be difficult for Ao Shui to survive this blow, right?"

"Swordsmanship is inherently cruel. If you give up because of some setbacks, you might as well give up earlier." Ning Jiu came to Xiu Zhe and said disdainfully. Ao Shui was often sarcastic when Xiu Zhe couldn't cultivate sword energy. Now With such results, it can only be said that he deserved it.

"Ning Jiu, your next opponent is Du Da, don't let your guard down, don't let the boat capsize in the gutter." Xiu Zhe instructed softly.

Ning Jiu nodded slightly but didn't take Du Da seriously in his heart at all. The opponents he recognized were Xiu Zhe and Liang Yue, and the others were all scumbags with one move.

The competition was going on quickly, and Ning Jiu finally got on the much-anticipated competition stage. The hostess would not be stingy with her words for this kind of favorite to win the championship, and she passed the competition between Ning Jiu and Du Da when they started school. It is also used to stimulate the audience and stimulate Du Da.

In the lounge, listening to the hostess's words of fanning the flames just to arouse the interest of the audience, Xiu Zhe looked at Ning Jiu, who also didn't even draw a sword, and shook his head with a wry smile. It seemed that Ning Jiu also wanted to learn from his own behavior.

"Ning Jiu, today is my battle of revenge!" Du Da put on a very handsome posture, holding the handle of the knife tightly with both hands. land.

"Oh? Ning Jiu didn't even draw his sword? Is this declaring war on Xiu Zhe? I won't say any more nonsense, the 81st match is now starting!" The hostess held the microphone with her left hand and raised her right hand above her head to With the next wave, he hurriedly exited the competition arena.

Du shouted angrily and swiped at Ning Jiu's head with his huge sword. He knew that he couldn't beat Ning Jiu with his sword skills, so he wouldn't be as stupid as Ao Shui. Ning Jiu couldn't draw his sword in hand-to-hand combat.

A disdainful smile appeared on Ning Jiu's face, and he jumped up with his arms folded in front of his chest. His movements were extremely smooth, his left leg bent, and his right leg kicked to the tip of his nose, which was about to touch the giant sword in Du Da's hand. Together.There was a burst of exclamation in the audience, it is an act of courting death to catch the edge of the giant sword with your feet!
Could Ning Jiu be an idiot?Without absolute confidence, how could he take such a crazy approach?When Du Da's giant sword was only a few centimeters away from Ning Jiu's right foot, a gust of sword energy wrapped around Ning Jiu's right foot, and immediately there was a crisp "clang". Du Da was shocked by the countershock force of this sword energy. He had to retreat again and again, and his trembling hand could no longer hold the giant sword and fell to the ground.

"You are not my opponent. The gap between us is too great. You are not qualified to let me draw my sword." Ning Jiu's clear voice sounded very flat and there was no joy of victory at all.

These words completely shattered Du Da's pride. He looked down at his trembling right hand with tears welling up in his eyes. This sense of humiliation and frustration made Du Da report to the academy on the spot after the host announced the end of the game. Apply for withdrawal.

Ning Jiu slowly exited the stage amidst the audience's cheers and cheers, and returned to the waiting room, "You are really ruthless, you are both classmates and Du Da hasn't provoked you in the past two years, so there is no need for you to speak so terribly, right?" Xiu Zhe laughed said jokingly.

"You have become so powerful. It is difficult for me to go beyond the truth. I can only use words to make up for this shortcoming~" Ning Jiu shrugged and acted extremely relaxed. The two looked at each other and smiled without thinking about these things. Put it in my heart, pretend to be forced, there is nothing wrong with children of this age being a little arrogant, as long as they have the ability to be crazy.

The following competitions have always been quite satisfactory, and the host has also changed to a more enthusiastic beauty to host. Although the competition is not enjoyable, she has mobilized the atmosphere very well, and the audience has always maintained high emotions.

It was almost noon when Liang Yue came on stage, and the hostess excitedly introduced Liang Yue to the audience and also introduced his opponent, a student from Class E.

Xiu Zhe and Ning Jiu were watching Liang Yue on the competition stage intently in the waiting room at this time. Although Liang Yue had always maintained a gentle manner and did not look like he could play swords, no one dared to underestimate him, because he was' The last disciple of the sword god Soderos.

When the host announced the start, Liang Yue drew out her sword and used the sword energy to blow her opponent out of the arena. The action was so fast that ordinary audiences didn't even know what happened.Without a trace of fluctuation on Liang Yue's face, she slowly put the Taidao back into the scabbard and walked down the competition stage.

Simply, neatly, the battle ended in a second.The corners of Xiu Zhe's mouth rose slightly, and Liang Yue's movements were fast, even faster than the cat monster he met at that time.The ghost hand trembled slightly unconsciously, and Xiu Zhe couldn't tell whether it was his own excitement or the ghost hand's excitement.

"Damn! Liang Yue seems to have reached the level of the sword soul, it's really not easy to win this time." Ning Jiu also waved her fist with excitement on her face.

After living with A Ganzuo for three months, Xiu Zhe naturally understood what the level of the sword soul represented. It was a level where the body and the sword were combined, and the sword skills were far superior to those who had not entered the level of the sword soul.

In the next match, Xiuzhe and Ning Jiu did not choose to watch but went to have some snacks with Tang Yanqian. After 128 matches, the duel field started to be maintained. Some of the dilapidated and dilapidated tournament platforms have been restored to their original state.Taking advantage of this time, the audience also left the stage one after another to have lunch.

One hour later, the competition started normally, and the remaining 128 students continued to draw lots randomly by the staff to determine the opponents they would face.

Fortunately, Xiu Zhe did not meet Ning Jiu and Tang Yanqian in the round of 64. His opponent was a girl named Xia Chenya in Class B.

Xiu Zhe looked towards the Class B camp, and Xia Chenya's eyes met his, showing a friendly smile to her, and Xiu Zhe withdrew his gaze.

"Cough, be gentle, that girl is one of my suitors." Ning Jiu whispered.

Cursing his lips, Xiu Zhe rolled his eyes helplessly. What he dislikes the most is fighting girls. "I will be gentle. It would be best if I can just drive her off the court."

"Don't say those pretentious words, did you see it just now? When Xia Chenya heard that she was going to fight you, her face turned pale." Ning Jiu warned.

Xiu Zhe sighed and responded perfunctorily. When the lottery was over, the first group to play was Ning Jiu. When Ning Jiu walked into the audience's sight, overwhelming cheers rang out. Ning Jiu let the world see that even if the sword Every part of the warrior's body without a sword is a fierce weapon against the enemy.

Ning Jiu waved his hands to the audience and greeted the applause that belonged to him with a smile on his face, but his opponent's complexion was not good-looking. Under Ning Jiu's brilliance like the sun and the moon, he seemed to have become a firefly. He became the sword boy who practiced sword with the prince.

"Chai Chao!" The boy said coldly, drawing out the short sword hanging from his waist.

"Ning Jiu." Containing a smile, Ning Jiu still stood in place without drawing his sword, but only reported his name.