"Miss Zhou is injured!" Old Xi shouted.
Boss Bo was furious: "Dugu Lao, you are too ruthless!"
"Zhiruo!" The master of Yuanxi Palace also saw it from a distance, and with a scream, he rushed into the arena.
When encountering a critical situation, the evolutionary body will make dodge actions to avoid risks and ensure safety.
It can't be said to be foolproof, but it has never gone wrong.
When the ugly man Ah Luo swung his second sword, Wu Zhe dodged sharply.
But this blade is fast enough. Wu Zhe only felt a flash in front of his eyes, and before he could hear the voice of the ugly man Ah Luo's jealous sword, he was already in the crisis of Jianfeng.
The insubstantial but destructive sword edge made it almost impossible for her body driven by the nine-star profound energy to avoid it. At the critical moment, Wu Zhe relied on part of his ability to evolve the body, and twisted his body suddenly.
The edge of the sword slid across her arm and under her ribs, but brought it a little to her waist.
pooh-
There was a slight cutting sound from her waist.
Wu Zhe was startled, but felt no pain.
[Sword intent study in progress, progress...unknown!]
The metallic sound of the evolved body rang in Wu Zhe's mind, but there was no hint to block the pain.
Is the evolutionary body shielding the pain-sensing nerve? This special sword technique of Dugu Lao turned out to be sword intent. The evolutionary body had already given such a reminder during the first sword strike just now, but there is still no pain feedback.
Wu Zhe stopped, and while he was on guard against the ugly man A Luo, he quickly observed the injury to his waist.
There is no feeling of injury. Seems like it hurts...
At this time, the leather whip wrapped around his waist fell down with a clatter, and fell to the ground in several pieces.
It turned out to be a false alarm.
The clothes around the waist were not torn, only the whip was damaged.
The ugly man Ah Luo's sword cut off only a part of the leather whip around his waist, and the result was that the leather whip that had been wound several times was broken into several pieces.
Several elders have stood between Wu Zhe and Dugu Lao.
"Zhiruo!" At this time, the master of Yuan Healing Hall also rushed over. Pulling Wu Zhe quickly to see the injury.
"Master, I'm fine." Wu Zhe patted his waist and tore off the remaining whip.
While the elders were vigilant against Dugubao, they also saw the truth.
"Good guy, you scared me to death." Elder Mang let out a long breath.
"It's a fluke." Long Lao cried out secretly, wiping off his cold sweat.
But all the elders still cast their eyes of anger and blame on Dugu Lao.
"Dugu Lao. It doesn't matter how serious it is to strike."
"Zhou Zhiruo is not an ordinary person, you can't fight with each other with your lives."
"You are a moon-level saint, why did you attack the nine-star warrior so hard?"
Those with a more irritable temper, such as Bo Lao, have already begun to reprimand them.
Ugly Ah Luo just smiled slightly.
I have already comprehended the sword intent, don't you all know my progress? Why do you still value Zhou Zhiruo so much? Dugu Lao felt disdainful in his heart.
Maybe it was intentional, maybe it was unintentional, he began to deliberately catalyze his jealousy.
Because this is also the root of his sword intent. It was by this that he inspired his enlightenment.
"Zhiruo, are you really not injured?" The master of Yuanxi Hall carefully checked Wu Zhe's waist, and even reached out to pat him. Surprised: "Your waist feels weird, what's wrong?"
"Uh... In fact, there is a waist wrap inside." Wu Zhe whispered.
The Master of Yuan Healing Hall stretched out his hand and pinched it, feeling that it really felt like fabric, and he was even more surprised: "But why is your waist so thin?"
"This...it's natural..." Wu Zhe responded casually.
Mr. Xie, who had already caught up, just heard this sentence and couldn't help laughing: "Daughter-in-law, I don't know how many people you will piss off with your words."
Several elders rushed over, and as the victim's mother, she had no choice but to rush over. Speak the truth. She was afraid that her son would suffer a disadvantage and that was the main reason.
But before Wu Zhe could retort, the master of the Palace of Yuan Cure glared first and shouted, "Don't make fun of Mr. Xie."
It was rare for the always gentle Master Yuan Healing to speak so harshly. Not to mention Wu Zhe, even Mr. Xie was taken aback.
"Hey, isn't there something wrong with Zhou Zhiruo?" Mr. Xie smiled apologetically.
The Master of Yuan Healing Palace blocked Wu Zhe behind him, raised his eyebrows and raised his eyes, and said, "He treats Zhiruo like this, do you still think there might be some fate? Even if there is, it has already been cut to pieces by these two swords, right?"
It seems that the master of Yuanxi Hall hated Dugulao's act of swinging his sword at his apprentice.
So under the care of everyone. It's not good for Wu Zhe to fight with Dugu again, which makes her feel very regretful.
The master of Yuanxi Hall forcefully dragged her to the sidelines, only to see that Duguluo had already provoked several elders in the arena.
Mang Lao has already been provoked into anger: "Old Xie, listen carefully, your family Dugu Lao started the incident. He wants to challenge me one-on-one. Even if it is an elder, it is hard to refuse."
"This..." Mr. Xie looked at his son.
Duguluo smiled and said: "It's useless to talk too much. If Old Mang doesn't have a weapon in his hand, I'm afraid he will suffer. Be careful..."
His mind was concentrated, and the mysterious feeling in his heart rose again, and he immediately made a move: "People are jealous of the sword!"
Although Old Mang was already prepared in his heart, when he suddenly saw this attack coming, he was also extremely embarrassed to hide.
The so-called Wangshan ran dead horse, just now I saw this move was extremely fierce on the sidelines, but when I faced it formally, I felt that this move was really terrifying.
This is an indescribable feeling, completely different from the usual reception.
It was as if there was a gloomy malice attacking him, even if he wanted to resist it, he would be horrified.
Mang Lao had seen Wu Zhe's iron spear cut off, so he didn't dare to use his fleshy palm to move his profound energy to harden his regret, so he quickly moved out of the way.
But the corner of the sleeve has already been scratched by the sword, and a little silk from the edge of the cuff has been brought down. Boss boss was furious, looking for a gap to attack.
The rest of the elders had stepped back to the sidelines, quietly watching the two fight.
On the sidelines, Xie Lao rejoiced: "Haha, our family's Laoer is indeed a genius."
"Dugu Lao has already comprehended the way of swordsmanship. His strength has improved, and he can challenge Xuanyue's master!" Long Lao praised.
The Master of Yuan Healing Palace said softly: "What a weird move name. Are people jealous of swords?"
She had an extremely bad impression of Dugu who was trying to hurt her apprentice.
Wu Zhe rarely said anything.
Could it be jealousy? Dugubao used jealousy as the psychological source of enlightenment
With the lessons learned from Hu Yunshang, Wu Zhe could easily get the whole story right.
If there is something enlightened in my mind, but I can't figure out that feeling. It seems that it can be touched at any time, but it is a little bit short.
"After realizing the sword intent, the beauties in the world will be selected by our family!" Old Xie said shamelessly.
When Wu Zhe heard the words, his heart moved.
Has Dugubao turned on Long Aotian mode? It's really enviable... (To be continued...)