I come from the world of punishment

"I was just wondering about Xiao...Luo Huai's bloody magic power. I didn't expect him to hide it from me these past two days!" Every time Yu Xi wanted to say Xiao Luo, she stiffly changed it to Luo Huai.

Xinmeng kept calling her "your little Luo" and "your little Luo", which made her feel embarrassed.

"Yes, I believe it." Xin Meng seemed convinced. She took out a piece of paper from her pocket and handed it to Yu Xi, "Wipe your saliva first."

"Oh..." Yu Xi silently took it and wiped her mouth.

Then the more he wiped his face, the redder he became, and finally his hands were trembling.

What a shame...

Xinmeng covered her mouth hard, trying very hard not to laugh.

Uh-huh!

Back to the battle stage where swords and shadows are flying again.

The battle between Qinglin and Luo Huai has already begun.

Luo Huai kept retreating and lunging, jumping and twisting, and even doing various sideways and vertical somersaults, narrowly avoiding the slashing attack every time.

The audience in the auditorium felt their hearts skipping a beat, but they couldn't help but be immersed in that different kind of gymnastics performance.

"Qinglin is so steady and chic!" Qinglin's name has been passed down from person to person in a short period of time.

"Luo Huai is so flexible and enchanting!"

There is support on both sides.

But no matter which side they support, the eyes of both parties are inevitably attracted to one place at the same time - Luo Huai is wearing a relatively loose clothes today, so when he keeps flipping and jumping...

"Hiss—this damn waist..."

Delicate, white and tender skin, without a trace of fat, and soft yet powerful muscle curves.

It can be said that the boys bowed and the girls felt ashamed. In the end, they could only admire: Young man, what a waist.

Luo Huai, who was on the field, seemed to feel the scary looks in the audience, especially from the male compatriots, and couldn't help but shudder.

This moment was fatal. Qinglin caught his flaw at this moment and immediately concentrated his power on the sword closest to him. Suddenly, the sword energy surged and its edge was revealed.

Luo Huai stabilized his body in time and avoided the sword blade, but still could not avoid the sudden sword energy.

A shocking blood red was brought up from his left shoulder, adding another wanton touch to the floor that was already covered in red.

Bah...

There was sword energy flowing in the wound, but under Luo Huai's control, the wound did not flow out of blood, but was directly transformed into surging magic power to dispel the sword energy.

The remaining sword energy was outnumbered and was quickly destroyed by the fusion blood. It is not known whether it was swallowed up or dispersed.

Injuries deep into the bone are healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Suddenly, Luo Huai felt something different. The magic power on his shoulders that had fought against the sword energy seemed to have undergone some changes compared to before.

It feels so familiar, like the sword energy that has just been dissipated...

[It can be any energy]

The characteristics of the fused blood flashed through his mind, and he knew what to do next.

He stopped dodging.

The audience and Qinglin were both stunned.

"Why doesn't Luo Huai hide anymore? Does it mean he has no physical strength?" The audience standing on Luo Huai's perspective was worried.

"You can't get too close, so it's a good choice to hide yourself without going through so much trouble and risking your life." This tone, this tone, one could tell that it was Ren Xiyun who said it, and he was mercilessly squeezed into the back row by the crowd. , and seeing the expressions of the two people’s eyes on the stage, I almost felt sour to death.

"No! He's going to take out a weapon!"

People with sharp eyes saw Luo Huai making moves to get something from his backpack.

"Are you going to take that shield?" Qinglin also noticed Luo Huai's movements and asked.

He had a deep memory of the shield that could block the attack of the demonized city lord.

But his attack did not stop. Even as he spoke, the eight flying swords formed a killing circle.

Luo Huai didn't speak, just smiled at him. He couldn't help but want to see Qinglin's surprised expression.

His hands suddenly moved, and two bright iron swords appeared instantly. The blood-red sword energy flashed on the iron sword's body. Except for the color, it was the same as Qinglin's.

Driven by strength, the iron sword swept across the world and knocked down the flying swords one by one.

The sword energy from the same source can disrupt the sword energy, and when the sword energy controlling the sword is disrupted, the power of the flying sword suddenly becomes much weaker.

I don’t know how ordinary people are, but he can be defeated easily.

With a clanging sound, the flying swords scattered all over the ground as if they had lost their souls.

"You..." Qinglin stared blankly at the sword in Luo Huai's hand.

This sword energy is a unique product of his technique, very special.

But he was a cultivator, and he quickly smiled:

"When did you learn it?"

"You know, I've been very good at doing things since elementary school!" Luo Huai proudly put his hands on his hips and said in an arrogant tone, "Just now!"

"That's really fast." Qinglin laughed dumbly.

The audience was confused, why did they suddenly start chatting?

What can't be learned... Wait, the sword energy in Luo Huai's hand looks familiar. It seems to be Qinglin's sword energy with a changed color.

"hiss……"

Appeared, the legendary protagonist’s skills were reproduced on the spot!

"Then let me see how much you have learned." After Qinglin finished speaking, the eight-handled sword moved again.

"Okay." Luo Huai slightly removed some of the magic power that strengthened his body and blessed it on the iron sword.

The blood on the body surface became lighter, and the iron sword glowed red.

The sound of metal chirping keeps ringing

"This kind of face-to-face battle is really not suitable for me..." Luo Huai said to himself as he resisted eight swords at the same time.

After all, his recovery ability will take time, and the consumption is still a bit large.

But Qinglin seemed to be at ease at this moment.

The gap in strength was reflected at this time, although both of them were simply using skills and not even other props.

But Qinglin, who entered the fantasy world five years in advance, has no trump card? Who believes it?

"I give up. UUReading www.uukanshu.net" Luo Huai suddenly stopped, and the red light all over his body dropped.

When Qinglin heard this, he immediately stopped. The sprinting sword was forcibly stopped, but it was not withdrawn. Instead, it stopped quietly less than five centimeters away from Luo Huai.

"You have never taken the initiative to admit defeat..." Qinglin's face seemed a little unhappy, or... not used to it.

"That's because this time we are all those who have entered the illusion world." Luo Huai said calmly, "This time, including the future victory or defeat, can no longer be determined by brute force."

He clenched his fist and gently drew the blade of the sword, creating a wound.

It couldn't be more obvious.

"I know..." Qinglin already understood what he meant, so he put away his sword.

Then his demeanor suddenly changed, as if he was more than ten years younger, "So for the next month, you have to call me brother!"

"Yes..." Luo Huai showed a defeated expression at this time, "Can't I call you brother?"

Then, suddenly and unceremoniously, both of them exited the battle stage.

Audience: Ah...is this the key to winning or losing?

What's up with being so cute...

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