As he roared, the sword and scabbard in the corner of the spotted eye's hand emitted a dazzling white light.
Although he was only the third seat of the Eleventh Division, he was not weaker than some of the vice-captains in terms of raw strength. He might even be stronger.
A wild spiritual pressure was released from the Dragon Slaying Saber. The two fused into one, turning into a wooden spear in his hand.
The corner of the spotted eye opened his arms, his palms tightly gripping the Ghost Lamp Pill, his spearhead facing down.
Seeing the other party's explanation, Shi Mo did not panic at all. He even wanted to laugh.
To put it bluntly, the first explanation of the corner of the spotted eye was one of the most awkward ones he had ever seen.
Although the wooden spear Ghost Lamp Pill had a more diverse combat style, it was still a good choice.
However, its quality was not even as good as the original sword.
Shi Mo vaguely remembered that this fellow's Ghost Light Pill had broken more than once, and it had even affected its power.
This had a lot to do with the fighting style of the corner of the spotted eye.
Boor was the symbol of the Eleventh Division.
From the captain to the team members, almost all of them were boorish.
"Yo, Ghost Lamp Pill, let's go!”
The corner of the spotted eye was excited. He felt his blood boil because he had encountered a powerful opponent.
The tip of the spear was pointed downwards, and with a backhand flick, it was aimed straight at Shi Mo's head!
The fierce wind seemed to cut through the air.
Shi Mo did not move. His left hand was holding the scabbard that contained the knife, and he slapped the tip of Ghost Light Ball's spear.
Swoosh, swoosh!
The spear was like a dragon, and it was so fast that it made the sound of air being torn.
The increasing spiritual pressure caused the dueling platform to crack and shatter from time to time.
In the eyes of the audience below the stage, the battle was developing towards a fiery heat.
"All the best, Big Brother One Corner!"
"Lord Third Seat, kill this brat from the fourth division!”
"The other party doesn't seem to have pulled out his knife yet. Big Brother One-Horned's situation isn't looking good.”
The members of the Eleventh Division respected the corner of the striped eye, but that didn't mean that they couldn't predict the direction of the battle.
Beads of sweat had already appeared on the smooth forehead of the corner of the eye.
The soaring spiritual pressure also had a slight weakening trend.
On the other hand, the corner of Shi Mo's clothes was not even messed up. Just by holding the scabbard in his left hand, he was already on par with the corner of the spotted eye.
Even if it was just defense, it still brought unimaginable pressure to the corner of the spotted eye.
Gritting his teeth tightly, the corner of his eyes was filled with unwillingness, and his expression became even more ferocious.
It had been a long time since he had encountered someone like Shi Mo.
The last time they met, it was Gengmu Sword Eight on Liuhun Street.
But why?
A kid from the fourth division actually had such strength?!
"Damn it!"
The corner of the spotted eye raised the Ghost Lamp Pill high. The veins on his arm were bulging, and his muscles were like a ferocious dragon.
Chop Technique, Ghost Light Ball Dance!
In an instant, the Ghost Lamp Pill spun in his palm, causing a gust of wind to blow on the stage.
The terrifying spiritual pressure continued to brew and gather until it reached a limit!
The corner of the spotted eye bent his legs slightly and used all his strength to jump into the air. He held the Ghost Lamp Pill tightly and slashed it down with an unstoppable force!
Buzz!
A violent shockwave was released from the center of the collision. Dust surged and covered their vision.
This was already the maximum attack of the corner of the eye.
The current him had yet to learn how to understand.
As the dust settled, the corner of the spotted eye finally saw the situation ahead clearly.
The sinister smile on his face froze on the spot.
"How is that possible?"
The scene in front of him undoubtedly caused a huge psychological impact.
Shi Mo unsheathed the knife in his hand a little, and a dazzling cold light blocked the Ghost Light Pill's attack.
The wooden spear was bent down deeply, reaching the ground.
An attack that contained all his strength actually had no effect?!
The corner of the patch of eyes felt that his three views had received an unimaginable impact.
"Is your attack over?"
The corners of Shi Mo's mouth curled up as he sheathed his knife again.
Before the corner of the patch of eyes could respond, Shi Mo continued,
"Then, it's my turn next.”
"I hope you can take this slash.”
Sword Dao-Swallow Return!
On the martial arts stage, a wave of spiritual pressure suddenly surged like a tidal wave.
Buzz!
The terrifying pressure directly acted on the corner of the spot eye.
A trace of fear flashed across his narrow eyes.
Whoosh!
A cold glint flashed across Shi Mo's hand, creating a dazzling scene on the martial arts competition stage!
"The competition is over!"
Shi Mo and a corner of the spotted eye walked past each other with their backs facing each other.
"Next, it's your turn to apologize."
Cold sweat trickled down from the smooth forehead of the patch of eyes.
Under the attack just now, he found that a trace of blood had appeared on his fragile neck!
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