C489 The Demeanor of an Expert

"Heh, you have such a big tone. Could it be that you didn't see my performance in the arena yesterday? That brother who used the concealed weapon was so amazing, but in the end, didn't he also lose to me?"

Guxing carried his hands behind his back and looked at the blue-robed man with the demeanor of a master. He said with a faint kiss, "You must not judge a book by its cover. Young man, you are so rash. You will suffer a great loss. "

The crowd outside the arena immediately booed. The crowd looked at him with disdain. 'Can you be more shameless? You are obviously lucky. Don't pretend to be a wolf with a big tail here, okay?' Also, when you talk about other people being young, put away your immature face first and don't feel ashamed.

As expected, after being lectured by Guxing, a trash in everyone's eyes, the blue shirted man's face suddenly became ugly. He pulled out the long sword at his waist with lightning speed and angrily said. Stinking brat, how dare you humiliate me in front of everyone! Hand over your life! "

"Hey, hey, hey, who humiliated you? Don't slander me!"

Guxing couldn't remain calm when he saw him charging over. He quickly took out the exquisite sword that he had spent ten taels of silver to buy. He pointed at the man in blue with a trembling finger and said, "Don't. . . Don't come over. If you come over again. . . I won't be polite to you. "

"Haha, I hope you won't be polite to me!" The blue shirted man sneered. He jumped in front of Guxing and shook the long sword in his hand like a poisonous snake flicking its tongue. He launched a deadly attack at Guxing's throat, intending to kill him with one strike. Although life and death in the arena were decided by the heavens, there were very few people like the blue-robed man who wanted to take someone's life as soon as they entered the arena. Seeing the situation become tense all of a sudden, the crowd outside the arena instantly stopped making noise. All of them held their breaths and stared unblinkingly at the changes on the arena.

Guxing was shocked by what he saw, but his heart was filled with disdain. Slightly turning his body, the blue-robed man's long sword missed his vital point and pierced through his shoulder. However, it only cut his clothes, not even a trace of flesh was hurt. This was naturally Guxing's intention to play with him. Although this blue-robed man was at the early Spirit Smelting stage, he was not weak. But if he wanted to make him bleed like this, it was still far from enough.

Sword shadows appeared frequently, and a strong wind whistled. On the ninth ring, Guxing was running left and right under the fierce attack of the blue-robed man. He was fleeing in a sorry state, and his clothes had long been torn to shreds. His tied up hair also fell down, and he stood on the stage like the reincarnation of a Beggar King. The exquisite longsword in his hand had a decorative effect, and it had already been half an incense stick of time. He did not make any moves, and his steps were disordered. There was no pattern in his dodging, thus everyone was even more certain that this kid was an idiot. He was just here to make up the numbers, so they couldn't help but look down on him even more.

However, no one noticed that the blue shirted man's forehead was already sweating slightly. At the same time, a trace of surprise flashed across his heart. This kid clearly did not know martial arts, but how could he dodge his attacks time and time again? If it was a coincidence, then it was too far-fetched. Could it be. . . That he had been hiding his strength all this time!

The blue-robed man was shocked by his own idea. However, when he saw Guxing being stabbed to the ground by his sword, He even used a technique like rolling on the ground like a lazy donkey. He immediately shook his head and denied it. After all, experts were extremely proud and aloof, even if it was to hide their strength. This had already touched upon one's dignity.

"Good kid, let's see how long you can keep getting lucky!"

Since Guxing was not pretending to be a pig to eat a tiger, it could only mean that he was really lucky. The man in blue sneered. He shook the long sword in his hand and mixed some Genuine Qi with it. He went straight to Guxing's face. As time passed, his patience had reached a critical point. He could not wait to kill Guxing in the arena.

"The seventh style of the Frenzied Sword Art, Silver Snake Dance!"

Almost in an instant, the man in blue carried the long sword and rushed to Guxing. His attack was vicious and merciless. Just when everyone thought that Guxing would not be able to escape, He suddenly shouted and waved the long sword in his hand to the extreme. Everyone thought that he had finally erupted and was about to cheer. However, when they looked closely, they realized that he had subconsciously reacted because his life was threatened because his eyes were closed. His young face was filled with fear.

"Heh, overestimating yourself!"

Seeing this, the blue-shirted man curled his lips in disdain. Just with this mediocre ability, he was still trying to block his full strength attack? He was too naive. As he spoke, he exerted even more strength in his hand. The sword shadows immediately became more and more dense!

"Clang!"

However, the moment his sword touched Guxing, he realized how wrong he was. He felt as if he had struck a diamond, and the web between his thumb and forefinger was about to split apart. At this moment, he saw Guxing giving him a strange smile. Then, another powerful force came from the sword, and the man in blue was sent flying out of his control. Then, he felt his vision go black and he fainted on the spot. Almost at the same time. . . Guxing's body also became shaky. He fell to the ground under everyone's shocked gaze.

This scene not only shocked everyone's jaws, but also the grey-robed old man. He was also at a loss for words. Since the start of the competition, this was the first time that this kind of situation where both contestants fell into a coma occurred. Just as he was about to announce that both of them had been eliminated, Guxing suddenly struggled to get up from the ground. He looked at the man in blue with disdain and spat. "I just let you have a few moves. You really don't know how much weight you have. Is this the price you have to pay for provoking me? "

Everyone was speechless. 'You've already been tortured to such a miserable state. Stop pretending, okay?' And you even let someone else attack you. When these words came out, there was no need to be afraid that the wind would blow your tongue. However, they were really impressed by Guxing's luck. It was fine if he won this time. He didn't expect that Guxing would actually let him win this time. In addition to being angry, they started to curse the blue-robed man on the ground. What a useless guy. He could not even win against such a trash. How could he have the nerve to join the First Edge General Assembly?!

However, not everyone had the same thought. Although Guxing hadn't revealed a single trace of his cultivation base when he subdued the blue-robed man just now. . . After all, his attack seemed ridiculous and ridiculous. However, since he was able to defeat the blue-robed man who had a high cultivation base, he could only explain this by luck. It might be a bit far-fetched, but in the eyes of the public, Guxing was still a useless person who had gotten lucky.

After the grey-robed old man announced his victory weakly, the young disciple from the Feng family who was responsible for receiving the participants of the competition walked over once again. His expression became more and more contemptuous and arrogant as he said, "Heh, your luck is not bad. You actually won another match by luck. "

Guxing smiled indifferently and said. "It was those two brothers who gave in. "