I'm being watched by a sword

Chapter 371
The ruins were fifty miles away.

On a small hillside, a black shadow hid in the dense forest on the hillside, watching the ruins from time to time.

Suddenly, he saw the true face of the ruins revealed, the face under the black mask was slightly surprised, and he said to himself:

"The monkey's restraint was actually broken? Could it be that it couldn't bear the loneliness and went to its own restraint to play a game, only to be beaten with a sap?"

"My lord is right. That monkey is not a clever monkey. It should be skinned, boned, and eaten, and then the magic marks will be cut off!"

Speaking of "cutting off the magic marks", a shameful sticky saliva was left on the corner of his mouth.

It smells like money in it.

Wiping the drool on his chin casually, he murmured: "Why hasn't your lord come yet? I can't even fill the gap between their teeth by myself. I'd better slip away first!"

After speaking, his figure flashed, he moved quickly in the dense forest, and disappeared after a while.

Where he had just stood, there were melon seed husks and cigarette butts that had just been snuffed out.

...

The main courtyard of the Sword Academy.

The Easter game has begun.

Because the contestants of the winner sequence have to accept the challenge of the contestants of the loser sequence, they must be present.

If the winner who did not show up is challenged, he will be directly judged as a loser!

There are 36 martial arts platforms in the martial arts area.

At this moment, a dozen or so soft leather chairs were placed beside each martial arts stage, and a number was pasted behind each chair.

These soft leather chairs are provided for the rest of the winner sequence contestants.

Like most of the contestants in the winner sequence, Lu Shan sat on his exclusive soft leather chair, looking around leisurely, waiting for the challenge from the loser sequence contestants.

An Xiaoquan was also looking around.

However, he was excluding some powerful opponents who were really invincible. There were not too many such people among the 500 people, but there were not many.

In the process, he discovered a lot of people who were only known by their names.

For example, the top ten on the rookie list, the top fifty on the IX-level combat power list, the top 327 on the X-level combat power list, and even met a master who is ranked [-] on the XI-level combat power list...

"Level XI! This is still a fart. I'm definitely out of luck. I'll get a reward for the top five hundred, and forget about the next competition!"

"Oh, it's just one chance! If you don't choose well, you will be haw!"

Suddenly, he saw a fat paper, his jaw dropped in shock, and he shouted:

"This fat man is actually in the winner sequence! A level VIII scumbag?"

"Unless he drives the green light all the way to the end, how can he enter the sequence of winners with his combat power? Could it be that his luck is really so good?"

An Xiaoquan didn't want to believe his eyes, and always felt that the chubby Sheng Yuanfang should not be his opponent.

Once the illusion occurs, it may continue to be wrong.

Looking at Sheng Yuanfang who was sitting idle, he murmured to himself: "After all, I know him well. If I pull him down, I will feel bad..."

Whispering like this, he slowly walked towards the Yanwu stage where Sheng Yuanfang was.

Next to No.11 Martial Arts Stage.

The guard asked, "Are you going to challenge?"

An Xiaoquan nodded.

Looking at Sheng Yuanfang and the number behind his soft leather chair from time to time, he had an idea in his head - sit there!
The guard tapped on the display screen beside him, and asked with a smile, "Name? Challenge number?"

An Xiaoquan also smiled: "An Xiaoquan, challenge No. 219."

With that said, he looked at Sheng Yuanfang again, and felt that he had a sure chance of winning.

The guard tapped the screen again, smiled and said:

"Okay! Please wait here for a while, don't stay away from the martial arts stage, prepare for the challenge, and...good luck!"

An Xiaoquan nodded with a smile, walked aside, and looked at the challengers on the martial arts stage.

The two strong men on the stage were pounding each other, with no skill at all.

After looking at it for a while, he felt that it was too boring, and he couldn't help thinking: "Are the top five hundred so boring?"

...

No.17 under the martial arts stage.

Lu Shan sat on a soft leather chair, his mind was not on the game at all, but he scanned the people around him from time to time, trying to find out what was abnormal.

However, he looked at it several times, but still found nothing unusual.

However, he found a lot of curious eyes, and even heard from time to time——

"Look, that's Second Miss' fiance!"

"Just him?"

"very handsome!"

- and other boring discussions.

Lu Shan said with a smile, it's true that the fiancé is really handsome, and it's true that he is really handsome. As for the question of whether he is worthy or not?

Hehe, it’s enough that Su Yi thinks it matches well.What other people say is a joke, just listen to it, don't take it seriously!

Not long after, he looked around and finally attracted the first challenger.

On the martial arts stage.

A young man was wearing black clothes and black trousers, black leather boots on his feet, holding a long black stick in both hands, and a black cloth covering his eyes.

It's just black and white.

Holding the black sword, Lu Shan walked up to the martial arts stage unhurriedly, and stood ten meters in front of the "black" youth.

For some reason, he felt that this person seemed to have known him before, but he couldn't tell where he had seen him.

"There is no black below, please enlighten me." The hoarse voice was as harsh as frost.

"Lu Shan." Lu Shan responded with a smile.

Afterwards, the two each took ten steps back.

offstage.

Seeing that both the challenger and the challenged are in place, an old man said loudly: "The contest begins!"

As the old man's voice fell, Wuhei quickly rushed towards Lu Shan, holding a long black stick behind him.

And Lu Shan's brow flashed with a silver light, and he swung the black sword in his hand forward at will, and a soft sword light moved slowly towards Wuhei.

The slow speed of the sword made the audience in the audience bewildered and stunned for a while, not understanding the meaning of the existence of this kind of sword light.

A sword is a weapon of death, and the speed of your slow sword light is really shocking.

Seeing the slow sword light, Wu Hei was in a daze for a while, and stopped to defend himself, as if he was facing a formidable enemy.

There were only a handful of people and referees in the audience, showing different expressions, surprise, fear, sigh, and so on.

After Lu Shan swung one sword, he swung another one, and the latter one was slower than the previous one.

If the previous sword was like a toddling old man, then this sword is like a toddling old man with one leg crippled.

Then, he swung the sword for the third time, and even his movements slowed down, not to mention the light of the sword, which was as slow as a turtle crawling.

The old referee looked at Lu Shan on the stage in disbelief, and the three sword lights that were slowing down, and murmured in a low voice:
"Eternal sword energy, never-scattering sword light, the second layer of Jianxin - three points of Jianxin!"

Wuhei was also amazed: "It turned out to be Jianxin three points!"

Lu Shan didn't care about the doubts of the audience, nor the exclamation of the people on the stage, but once again swung his sword and slashed out a sword light.

With a sigh, Wu Hei immediately conceded defeat, stopped the martial arts stage, and quickly disappeared into the crowd.

(End of this chapter)