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    Looking at the outstanding performance of the fat man on the field, Lin Haotian smiled and said: "Although this cook is lazy, his understanding and combat ability are extremely good, no less than Wang Yankun's back then." Situ Xuan turned around to look at Wang Yankun and his wife, raised his hands and congratulated: "Tao  Brother, I am really happy to have such a good disciple." Wang Yankun and Zhi Shui looked at each other, smiled and said in return, "It's hard for a bad disciple to become a great person, but it made the sect master laugh." Situ Xuan smiled and shook his head.  He said: "Wang Yankun is too modest, too modest." He turned around and continued to look into the venue.  As the two magic weapons were sacrificed, a sudden wind started to rise in the venue, and smoke and dust rose slightly, drifting past the positions of Liu Shunde and Cheng Shou like a dark wind.  Looking at this scene, Master Zhou Dayin and Lin Yun looked at each other and smiled slightly.  In the venue, Fatty and Liu Shunde each showed their magical powers, flying swords vertically and horizontally, and their swords were as powerful as mountains. The swords were going back and forth in an inextricable fight. Everyone watching the battle also held their breath and watched carefully.  Because it was a competition, and the people watching the fight were people from the two sects, it would be inconvenient to watch the fight if they were flying back and forth, so the two people in the field had a tacit understanding and did not use magic clouds, but just stood face to face and used seal techniques.  Commanding magic weapons to attack each other, this kind of fighting method is even more sophisticated. When the tactics are split, there is no flaw left.  After four or five rounds, Fatty had basically figured out the depth of his opponent. If he only wanted to win, it would be a matter of backhand. He didn't think it would be too embarrassing for the opponent, so he just dealt with it casually and waited for a fight.  After fifteen or six rounds, look for another opportunity to defeat the opponent.  The more the fight here, the more chilled Liu Shunde became. At first, he felt that the opponent's sword handling was quite satisfactory and there was nothing surprising about it. However, after four or five rounds, the opponent's method of wielding the magic weapon suddenly changed, like an antelope hanging its horns.  There are traces of it, and wherever the blade points, it is always the place where you feel most uncomfortable and have to guard against it.  Liu Shunde already understood in his heart that the opponent's combat power was much higher than his own. If it was a life and death fight, he might not be able to hold on in the first five rounds.  Wanting to understand this, Liu Shunde was ready to admit defeat, even though Lin Yun had previously told him that there were arrangements on the venue.  Liu Shunde was still reluctant to use this dirty trick. As the two sides were competing, if their skills were inferior to others and they couldn't beat each other, it wouldn't be a big deal to admit defeat.  But after two more moves, the opponent just didn't make any serious moves. He could clearly break through his defense with one blow, but he always retreated and returned, maintaining an offensive and defensive situation between the two sides. Looking at the fat man on the other side, he was obviously distracted.  Liu Shunde felt that the other party was humiliating him, and the anger in his chest was suddenly ignited, and he felt extremely irritable for a while.  Recalling what Master Lin Yun said to him early in the morning, Liu Shunde decided to give this arrogant fat man a lesson.  Just as the sword was about to be separated at the first touch, Liu Shunde moved unexpectedly and crossed it diagonally.  In fact, this step was extremely reluctant, and almost exposed his whole body to the attack of the fat man.  Cheng Shou, who was standing at the edge of the field to watch the enemy formation for Liu Shunde, felt that if he were a fat man, he could easily kill Liu Shunde in this move.  For some reason, Cheng Shou thought so in his mind, and felt a little impulsive in his heart. He lightly grabbed the ground with his ten toes, and his heels were slightly off the ground, as if he was eager to attack at any time.  Liu Shunde is betting. He bets that Fatty will deliberately ignore this flaw. He bets that Fatty will stop. He bets that Fatty will not defeat him so quickly.  Obviously, Liu Shunde's bet was right. The fat man, who was obviously a bit confused, was slightly startled, but the seal in his hand did not slow down at all. He threw a few flashy swords with his knife in the air, and gently and deftly lifted this  The opportunity passed.  Liu Shunde was determined. It seemed that the analysis and reasoning made by Master Lin Yun for him had completely come true. So, Liu Shunde seized the opportunity to wield the sword and move at the same time.  When his opponent moved, Fatty, who didn't want to embarrass the opponent too much, had to move. While fighting swords, the two moved forward and backward, dodging left and turning right.  This kind of sword fighting was more interesting to watch. The real people of the two sects kept shaking their heads and feeling bored, but the disciples didn't think so. They only felt that this moving sword fight was more interesting than the two people fighting against each other just now.  Standing like two wooden stakes, the sword fight between you and me became more exciting. There were shouts and cheers for a while, which aroused the emotions of the two monks.  , smiling as if they were watching a show, only Wang Yankun's brows wrinkled slightly.  Zhou Dayin looked at the slightly diffuse smoke and dust on the field and smiled with joy.  After ten moves, the positions of Fatty and Liu Shunde had been swapped.  The fat man listened to the cheers from the side of the field, and saw that the other party had seen through his concern for the Baolun Sect's face and deliberately withheld his hand. He actually had the confidence to move around regardless of his own weaknesses, and his heart tightened with anger.  A rough calculation showed that after seventeen or eight moves, the Fat Man's seal changed again and he was ready to break it with one blow.  The thumb is lifted lightly, the vertical finger sinks into the palm, and the middle finger flicks out.  The knife that cut off the cow suddenly rushed up in the air, and the broad blade swung left and right, rudely knocking away Liu Shunde's flying sword. The blade turned slightly, and the knife that cut off the cow volleyed down in the air, and in an instant it suddenly came within three feet in front of Liu Shunde. ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? The Fight??, three feet of the body is a fatal place. If this range is broken, the outcome will be determined.  But Liu Shunde didn't know whether he was cheating or trying desperately. He didn't seem to see the knife that broke out three feet in front of him. He suddenly took two steps forward, as if he was about to hit the knife head-on and seek death.  No one saw that while rushing forward, Liu Shunde cut off something on his right wrist with his left hand, and a very subtle and undetectable wave fell to the ground instantly.  Seeing Liu Shunde rushing forward like this, his body was about to be cut into two pieces.  This was not Fatty's original intention. In shock, the seal on Fatty's hand suddenly changed, and the sword was slightly stagnant.  When Jie Niu Dao paused, Liu Shunde kept walking. At this moment, he rushed over from under Jie Niu Dao, and the natal flying sword in the air instantly pierced the fat man's head.  At the same time, Cheng Shou, who was watching the battle from the side, heard a soft "pop" in his ear.  Cheng Shou, who had originally watched Liu Shunde charging forward suicidally and was already ready to rescue him at any time, felt a heat in his head. He exerted force on his feet and suddenly jumped out. As he rushed out, the seal in his hand appeared and a handle flew.  The sword struck the fat man on the back.  There was a flying sword stabbing at the top, and a flying sword attacking behind him. The fat man didn't panic. As soon as he used his feet to exert force, he was about to leap out. He only needed to slow down for a moment, and the sword of the sword came back suddenly, and he was able to solve this problem.  Crisis.  The fat man's heart was filled with rage at this moment, and he felt so aggrieved.  He decided to take the next move without worrying about anything. In front of everyone, no one could blame him.
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