Zong Wu: I'm going to stand up and brush up my favorability

Only Xie Xiaofeng and Baihu were left on Da Zhou's side.

Looking at Xie Xiaofeng, Lin Beiwang couldn't help but mourn for Bei Yuan's side for a moment.

Out of sixteen fights, Bei Yuan only won three, and in the end only four at most, which is really pitiful.

My Da Zhou is really outstanding.

Ji Xian was also smiling all over his face. Although he knew it was not good, he couldn't hold it back because his cultivation base was gone.

This is something to be happy about.

Even so, Ba Siba's expression remained calm.

Zhao Min was a little unwilling, if he hadn't let Ye Gucheng look at Shanglin Beiwang, Bei Yuan wouldn't have lost so badly.At least one more round can be won.

"Next match, White Tiger will face Tuoba Muye."

Wang Zhi's thick voice sounded again.

"Hahaha, it's finally my time." Baihu laughed wildly. He was supposed to be wearing a white flying fish suit, but because of the title of White Tiger, he showed a white tiger on his chest.

Coupled with his burly figure, the whole person looks majestic.

However, the people who came out from Beiyuan were bigger and bigger than him.

Baihu is already taller than ordinary people, about 1.9 meters five.Tuoba Muye was actually a head taller than Baihu, almost a giant.

And he is also very strong, holding a big knife with a wide door, looks very fierce.

With this body, he gave his opponent a huge shock before he made a move.

This person should not be a traditional warrior, but a killer on the battlefield, with a strong murderous and evil spirit undisguised.

On the ring, the white tiger was waiting in full force, with a serious expression on his face.

Tuoba Muye grinned and said, "Little man, have you figured out how to lose?"

Baihu stared at Tuoba Muye with extremely sharp eyes, but did not respond.

"Come on!" Tuoba Muye swung the broad knife with a wide door, brought a gust of wind, and smashed it straight at the white tiger.

You read that right, it was indeed smashed.

The knife had no edge, and it was more appropriate to describe it as smashing.

But even this big knife with no edge, as long as it is smashed, it is not something ordinary people can bear.

Lin Beiwang secretly calculated on the palace wall, and felt that he should be able to withstand this blow.

He can, but Baihu can't.

Baihu knew very well that he couldn't take this blow, so he could only dodge it.

He also uses a knife, but his knife is an Xiuchun knife, which belongs to the light knife category.

Turning sideways to avoid the blow, Baihu was about to bully him.

But Tuoba Muye had been prepared for a long time, he saved three points of strength, and turned his head to slash at the white tiger before the knife had fully reached the ring.

Baihu couldn't dodge this time, and the vertical knife blocked the attack from his side.

But this huge force is not easy to block, there is only a clang, and the Xiuchun knife snaps.

Baihu is about to be stabbed twice.

The Heavenly Man surnamed Jiang made a move.

Cold sweat broke out on the white tiger's head. This kind of excitement from life to death, from death to life, can't be experienced many times in this life.

Seeing that Tuoba Muye won so quickly, Meng Chixing exhaled freely in one breath.

It seems that besides Ye Gucheng, Cheng Kun and Yu Feixian, there is still someone on my side who can take it.

It's a pity that Ye Gucheng was defeated by Lin Beiwang, otherwise he would definitely be able to persevere to the end.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look at Zhao Min with a hint of blame in his eyes.

Zhao Min felt something in his heart, lowered his head and fiddled with his fingers silently.

At this point in the competition, it finally came to the last match.

Xie Xiaofeng is the finale.

The emperor of the sword is still very young at this time, only in his early twenties, full of vigor.

His sword intent was brilliant and magnificent, and after jumping off the palace wall, sword energy filled his whole body.

His opponent used a knife, a straight knife.Like a sword, but with only one edge.

The two stood still in the arena, and the competition began.

But no one made a move first, Xie Xiaofeng didn't even draw out his sword.

The man said: "Why don't you draw your sword?"

Xie Xiaofeng said: "There is no need to draw your sword."

The man said angrily, "You look down on me."

Xie Xiaofeng didn't answer.

But it was the lack of an answer that made it all the more humiliating.

The man was extremely angry, holding a knife in both hands, and slashed down with one knife.

A long and narrow saber aura flew towards him, Xie Xiaofeng dodged sideways.

The man took advantage of the situation to bully him and cut him across the board.

Xie Xiaofeng blocked with his scabbard, only defending but not attacking, his expression was quite relaxed, very chic.

Lin Beiwang looked at the palace wall and curled his lips. This person looked serious, but he didn't expect to be more flirtatious than Chu Liuxiang.

It is said that the first time he saw Murong Qiudi, he broke his body, and then he always abandoned him, he was a scumbag.

Lin Beiwang expressed his contempt for this man, even though he looked a little strong.

Xie Xiaofeng didn't know what Lin Beiwang was thinking, he was playing with the clown in front of him now.

At this time, Xie Xiaofeng was not at all like the hermit master in the later period, but like a dandy, which was unpleasant.

Meng Chixing stopped the fight and announced, "Da Zhou wins."

Then he gave Xie Xiaofeng a cold look.

Xie Xiaofeng's opponent felt the endless humiliation, and fixed his eyes on Xie Xiaofeng, as if he wanted to engrave him in his heart.

In the last round, although Da Zhou won, no one could be happy.

No cheers, no applause.

Ximen Chuuxue said coldly: "Such a person, no matter how good his swordsmanship is, cannot be my opponent."

Lu Xiaofeng and Chu Liuxiang deeply agreed.

When Xie Xiaofeng came up, what greeted him was not the smiling faces of the crowd, but indifferent faces.

This made him feel a little unbelievable. He easily won the victory. Why did they face each other with cold faces?

He didn't understand.

Ever since he was a child, he has been favored by thousands of people from Shenjian Villa, and he is also a famous figure in the rivers and lakes. When has he ever received such a cold reception.

He was so arrogant that he didn't know what he did wrong.

Ji Xian's face was also a little ugly.

I know you, Xie Xiaofeng, have great martial arts skills, but if you can win, you should win as soon as possible. Why humiliate others like this?Lost the spirit of a country.

In sixteen matches, Da Zhou won an absolute victory.

However, the competition will continue tomorrow.

After all, Bei Yuan still has four players to qualify, and they will challenge the remaining players in the big week.

Ji Xian took a deep look at Xie Xiaofeng, and then left without saying a word.

Ba Siba still had that compassionate expression.

Before Zhao Min left, he took a peek at Lin Beiwang, and now he doesn't think Lin Beiwang is so hateful.

Sure enough, people still have to compare.

Only Xie Xiaofeng, he still looks confused.Why do I feel like I'm the loser!