: The Peak of the Bewitched Second-Rate Master
Qin Yu on the stage covered his wound and looked at Mo Xuan in horror.
“You… who the hell are you?”
Mo Xuan glanced at him and said, “I am me, a disciple of Shushan Sword Sect, my master Cao Gu.”
Qin Yu gritted his teeth, took out a few pills from his bosom, randomly stuffed them into his mouth and swallowed them.
Liu Hanyan quit, and shouted loudly: “He cheated! Can you still take drugs during martial arts competitions?”
Everyone looked at the head Taiwu.
However, Tai Wu’s words made everyone’s hearts cold.
“Ahem… Although taking medicine during a martial arts competition is distasteful, there is no rule in the Shushan Sword School that you cannot use foreign objects during a martial arts competition.”
“Hahaha!” Qin Yu laughed wildly, “Mo Xuan, I admit that you are very powerful, but you don’t even know what kind of hole cards I have!”
Smiling and laughing, Qin Yu’s whole body was actually covered by a layer of black mist.
Black mist drilled into his body from his mouth, nostrils and even eyes.
Soon, black lines appeared on his skin, and he seemed to be insane.
Mo Xuan looked at his attribute panel again.
【Qin Yu (Shushan Sword School)】(Enchanted)
【Level: 25】
[Vigor and blood: 4400 (decrease by 50 per second)]
[Internal Force: 0/1800]
【Attack: 420】
[Cultivation level: peak second-rate expert (temporary)]
[Cultivation techniques: Shura swordsmanship (magic), Shushan Qijue, Jinyanbu]
Good guy!
Mo Xuan is just a good guy!
Is this a fight for your life?
Isn’t it just a fight? As for?
The last time he was so speechless was the last time.
However, the improvement of Qin Yu’s strength by this “demention” is visible to the naked eye.
Vitality and attack power doubled directly.
The cultivation base has also directly crossed a big realm, reaching the pinnacle of second-rate masters.
Although it was only temporary, at this moment, it was actually real.
It loses vitality and blood every second, which is a standard template for going crazy!
Seeing this, Wang Yuyan, who had just calmed down, was agitated again.
A pair of tender little hands were tightly clenched together, watching the situation on the competition stage nervously.
The two of them collided again on the stage.
The sword light flew, and the sword shadow flickered.
But at this moment, Mo Xuan was completely at a disadvantage.
Qin Yu was madly only attacking but not defending, while Mo Xuan could only resist again and again.
Everyone held their breath, watching this sword fight that they had never seen before.
As time passed by, Mo Xuan had many bloodstains on his body, and his appearance was horrible.
But the strange thing is that he is still full of energy and blood, and the blood bar is not even down to half.
On the contrary, it was Qin Yu’s blood that was dripping down.
Seeing that there is only a layer of blood skin left.
Mo Xuan looked up.
【Qin Yu (Shushan Sword School)】(Enchanted)
【Level: 25】
[Vigor and blood: 50]
Due to insufficient qi and blood, the debuff effect of this blood loss also disappeared.
“Ahhh!”
Qin Yu couldn’t attack for a long time, and his qi and blood value also bottomed out, his eyes were red with anxiety.
“I want your life!”
I saw him rushing towards Mo Xuan with his sword in hand.
However, what everyone didn’t expect was that Mo Xuan put down the long sword in front of him and sold a huge opening to Qin Yu.
“Master!”
“Mo Xuan!”
“Disciple!”
Wang Yuyan, Ling Yin, and even Cao Gu all let out screams.
puff!
When the long sword was about to touch him, Mo Xuan turned slightly.
The point of the sword pierced into the left arm.
A bright red figure emerged from its head.
-255
There was madness in Qin Yu’s eyes.
However, before he was happy, a number appeared in his head.
-51!
Qi and blood value returned to zero.
His eyes were wide open and his mouth was still laughing wildly, but Qin Yu fell backwards.
died!
“call……”
Mo Xuan let out a mouthful of turbid air, took out some golden sore medicine and took it.
The qi and blood in the status bar recover at a speed visible to the naked eye.
There was no way to beat Qin Yu in terms of sword moves, so he could only win by using the effect of the iron cloth shirt to reflect damage.
Mo Xuan thought to himself, when the sect contributes, he must choose a good book of swordsmanship.
Now, whether it is internal strength or lightness strength, or horizontal strength and hidden weapon strength, he is already very good.
Only the swordsmanship is the introductory swordsmanship of the Shushan Sword School.
“I declare that this match, Yuheng Palace Mo Xuan wins!” Yushu said loudly.
“Senior brother Mo is mighty!”
“Although I don’t know how senior brother Mo won, I always feel that he is very powerful.”
“Although… Qin Yu is Duke Qin’s nephew, so it won’t be a problem if he just kills him like this?”
“You’re stupid. This is a grand competition of the Shushan Sword Sect. It’s normal for casualties to occur. It can’t be blamed on Senior Brother Mo.”
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“That’s hard to say, especially for someone like Qin Hui.”
“Qin Hui, it’s all right.”
In the next match, Mo Xuan won more than ten matches in a row.
There are players and NPC disciples.
Most of them admired Mo Xuan and came to the stage to compete with him in martial arts.
Therefore, there is no such thing as just nowThe level of casualties is all to the point.
In the end, Mo Xuan won the first place without any suspense.
In addition, a female disciple and a male disciple took second and third place respectively, and together with Mo Xuan, obtained the qualification to enter the Sword Tomb.

At night, Mo Xuan pondered over the details of the sword fight with Qin Yu during the day in his room.
In terms of swordsmanship, there is too much difference between myself and him.
Only relying on the iron cloth shirt’s defense and anti-injury effect, he barely defeated the crazy Qin Yu.
Although he never worried that he would die, but a swordsman won in this way, after all, it made people feel regretful.
His current attack power can be said to be on par with second-rate masters.
Even, when the Ziwei Killing Art is triggered, it can even be compared with first-class masters.
But the gap in sword moves made it difficult for him to really hurt the top second-rate and first-rate masters.
This is his embarrassment at this stage.
The only way to remain invincible is by relying on strong energy and blood and the iron cloth shirt against the sky, and then look for opportunities.
The proficiency of the iron cloth shirt still needs to be improved as soon as possible.
It’s just that if you are beaten, you will become stronger and you have to let others beat you. You can’t beat yourself.
clap clap clap…
In the quiet night, there was a soft knock on the door.
Mo Xuan opened the door and saw that it was Liu Hanyan.
“It’s so late, don’t you go to bed?”
Liu Hanyan poked his head in and saw that there was no one in the room, so he walked into the room with confidence.
“I saw that you suffered such a serious injury during the day, so I asked the master for some ointment. You take off your clothes, and I will apply the medicine to you.”
When Mo Xuan heard that it was the ointment given by Ling Yin, he couldn’t be wrong.
He took off his shirt and said, “You won’t covet my body for a while, and then do something obscene?”
Liu Hanyan rolled his eyes at him, and said with disdain: “Cut, with your figure, even a dog would shake its head.”
However, the next moment, when Mo Xuan threw his shirt on the ground, Liu Hanyan swallowed silently at his figure.
The chiseled figure has sharp edges and corners, the eight-pack abdominal muscles are like jade carvings, and the strong arms give people an infinite sense of security.
When did this guy get so good?

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