I'm cultivating immortals in fantasy games

Chapter 98 Top Eight!

Game six is ​​over.

Victory without a doubt.

No, it was a bit of a surprise.

Ye Siyan closed his eyes, carefully recalling the changes in himself.

that picture.
A sword stabbed at himself.

A sword with no characteristics is like the most common sword made by the lowest blacksmith, no, maybe even an apprentice.

A rusty sword with a slightly unrolled blade.

The movement is very slow, very slow.

but.

Can't hide!
Can't hide at all!
It seems to block all his actions, or time and space!

Stab yourself firmly!

Ye Siyan, who was disturbed by this picture, didn't have the energy to pay attention to the game at all, his movements were deformed.

The action that should have been blocked and counterattacked in time was suddenly interrupted, and it was immediately delayed.

Eyesight is intact and can see incoming attacks.

The hearing is intact, and the position of the enemy can be distinguished.

But his mind was confused, and as soon as he imagined it, it was all about that unavoidable sword!
It is impossible to dodge effectively, let alone counterattack after blocking.

If you feel it carefully, it turns out that [Sword Jue] has turned over again.

There is no graphic figurine demonstrating the action, because the action is all in the head!

There is no name, no trajectory of true essence, nothing!

Only that sword, and that weird feeling!

Ye Siyan can only feel and comprehend passively, and also passively fight the psychological man.

But in the end, he learned.

The head is quiet, only the croaking noise coming from the ear.

Accompanied by loud voices of questioning and booing from the sidelines, there seemed to be a small voice of support.

"It's noisy."

Subconsciously, Chi Yuan stabbed out according to his new experience!

The helplessness and pain just now were brought to the other party without exception!
competition is over.

"Since you don't have a name, should I call you Duanhong?"

[System: Congratulations to the player for independently creating the unique skill "Duanhong"! 】

"Huh? Self-created?"

Why is it different from the previous one?
No, it seems to be different.

There is no name, only a picture, and I did the experiment on myself first without saying anything.
Don't think about it, there are still four games to come.

The game hasn't started yet, but the viewing area is still full.

"Ah, it's the seventh game!"

"Should I buy him to lose? It seems that the weak point was caught in the previous match, right?"

"Nonsense! Do you believe that man blowing water?"

"But Yan Siye really has something wrong?"

"Bet and buy backwards, the villa depends on the sea!"

"Don't fight back, you're going to go to sea in the end."

"Shut up! You bitch!"

The hustle and bustle outside the stadium did not affect the inside.

Ye Siyan remained motionless, waiting for the match to start.

And the other side.
"Yan Siye, I know your weakness!"

"I also watched the game just now, you can't win"

Before the words were finished, the game had already begun.

A sword pierced through!

The man's eyes widened, and his body seemed unable to move at all!
Until, the sword enters, the outcome is divided.

"The winner, Yan Siye!"

The seventh game is over.

"Depend on!"

"This is a fake match!"

"If you come up, you will lose! The person opposite is sent by the dealer to trade?"

"My dream! My seaside villa!!!"

The voice of doubt this time is no bigger than the previous one!

The last match was because Yan Siye had a problem, and he didn't show his due strength for a long time.

This time, it was because Yan Siye performed too dazzlingly, so he won the first round, can you believe it?

It's definitely a counterfeit match!

He couldn't dodge in the face of an attack, and was instantly killed!
But the off-court referee didn't say anything, and the game system didn't give any comments. The game was indeed over.

It ended logically.

Game eight.

"Game start!"

This time the opponent is not playing mentally retarded, but he is seriously planning to fight.

However.
"What kind of skill is this!"

"Move! Move quickly!"

"Why do I feel like I can't hide!"

"competition is over!"

"The winner, Yan Siye!"

Ninth game.

"competition is over!"

"The winner, Yan Siye!"

Tenth game.

"Mr. Yan."

"My Great Neon Empire really needs talents like you!"

The opponent declared himself as soon as he came up, and issued a very sincere invitation.

"Origin" has its own translation system, and people from various countries around the world can translate to each other in an unknown number of languages.

The other party spoke the neon language, but to other people, it was the "national language" he was most familiar with.

Ye Siyan naturally understood what the other party was saying.

Yet he was unmoved.

"You really don't think about it?"

"I only represent myself. If you can join us, I will directly admit defeat and let you advance!"

The neon player makes a very tempting proposal.

No need to fight, just win directly.

"Objection! His words are suspected of unfair competition!"

In the Huaxia monitoring area, the referees strongly condemned the behavior of the Neon players, but the game system did not respond.

The game continues.

It's already the tenth game, and if you win another game, you will directly advance to the quarterfinals.

The person in front of him can also reach this round, which proves that he is also capable.

Instead of fighting, it seems like a good suggestion to get the promotion quota directly.

but.

"I reject!"

Ye Siyan shook his neck, relieved his muscles and bones a little, and said, "If you beat you, you can still advance."

"You will seriously consider my proposal." The other party replied very seriously.

"Game start!"

"drink!"

A shout came from the other side!

The next moment, the long knife slashed at him!

Neon players are extremely fast and attack fiercely, as if they have a lot of experience in real life!
"He should have practiced."

I secretly analyzed it in my heart, but the action did not pause.

"Ding!"

A sword and a knife collided together, without friction, they separated instantly!
"Ding!"

Another hit!
The neon player's long knife is fierce and flexible!
He caught every gap in Ye Siyan's dodge, holding the long knife in both hands and slashing!
However, Ye Siyan is not to be outdone!
He can accurately resist every incoming knife and slash!
But the opponent is also experienced, so he is not given a chance to unload his strength and fight back!

"Ding!"

Once again the two blades collide and separate!

But this time is different!
The neon contestant saw the timing, held the handle of the knife with both hands and raised it obliquely, with the tip of the knife pointing down!
Then!

"Shh!"

"Shh! Shh! Shh!"

The long knife swung quickly, and a strong wind formed between the two of them!

A series of fierce slashes, accompanied by strong wind pressure, attacked Ye Siyan together!

Because they were fighting at very close range, Ye Siyan didn't have much reaction time at all!

Facing such a swift attack, Ye Siyan raised his hand and swung his sword!
Broken. Hung

The next second, the wind pressure stopped!
Slashing was also forced to pause!
"No!"

"How could you!"

"How could you have such a terrifying potential!"

"I do not believe!"

The neon player yelled as if he had encountered some setback!
He bit the tip of his tongue and forced himself to move, wanting to continue attacking!

But it was too late.

Cut the sky!

The dazzling light in the sky, with a strong will, eliminated him!
"The winner, Yan Siye!"

Withdraw the sword and stand on the back.

The opponent's words just now echoed in his ears.

"So it's momentum." Ye Siyan said silently.

(End of this chapter)