Another day passed in a blink of an eye. Now only Yan Shang, A Qi, Wu Ma and the casual cultivator were left on the playground. The situation is now very clear. If nothing unexpected happens, A Qi and Wu Ma will definitely succeed. However, the young child of the Wu Ma family seems to be not weak, and his weird witchcraft is perfect. It seems that the only variable is likely to appear on him.

The child of the Wuma family is called "Wu Ma Zhuo". He is a young man with a cold appearance. He always plays with a few small beast bones in his hand. His opponent is A Qi. Wu Ma Zhuo glanced at him with his eyes tilted, and he didn't know if he had come up with a countermeasure. Just listening to the law enforcement elders reading the regulations on the stage, Chu Xunyu was actually looking forward to this battle. A Qi and Yan Shang are both people with strange skills. If Wu Ma Zhuo is strong enough to force A Qi to out of the true level, then it can be seen from his background. Because along the way, A Qi was almost all soldiers without blood blades and fighting, while Yan Shang jumped up and down every field, forcing his opponent to run around the playground, forming a sharp contrast between the two.

With a command, the battle started on time. A Qi still stood there bored and yawned as usual. Wu Mazhu did not move anyway. Just looked at him playing with the beast bones in his hand. A Qi looked around and saw that there was no movement. So he raised his hand and was about to end the battle. At this moment, a sudden change occurred. When A Qi was about to force, he fell to the ground with a painful expression and vomited blood. Wu Mazhu stood opposite him and was as calm as before. Everyone watching the battle was immediately uproared. It turned out that Wu Mazhu had planted witchcraft on him silently, and A Qi was already hit.

A Qi stood up tremblingly, raised his hand very angrily, and asked for action. Unexpectedly, Wu Ma Zhuo took action first and did the same thing. He pinched A Qi with his hand. A Qi knelt on the ground and coughed blood again, his face red.

Wu Mazhuo asked quietly: "Surrender?"

Ah Qi covered the corner of his bleeding mouth and finally took a breath. Then he felt something strange in his mouth. He took his hand away and saw a small piece of animal bone in his palm. It was just coughed up. He was so powerful that he used witchcraft on himself silently, without even noticed it. It was so amazing.

A Qi's eyes flashed suddenly, and Wu Ma Zhuo's heart was shining: "No! Something is going to happen!" He quickly used the same trick again, and time was urgent. He was about to subdue A Qi completely. Unexpectedly, with the pinch of his palm, A Qi's body cracked like a ball of clear water. Countless water droplets splashed in the air, leaving only a pool of water stains on the spot. Wu Ma Zhuo's eyes were sharp. There were many animal bones in the water stain on the ground. He thought to himself that he said, "No, this guy forced the witchcraft out of his body and quickly moved again. Unexpectedly, his whole body tightened. Only then did he notice that when the ball of clear water was cracking, his whole body was covered with water droplets. Now the water droplets were as if they were alive, squirming on his body, as if they were getting tighter and tighter.

Wu Mazhu snorted coldly, his hands immediately closed, as if there was a solution to it. Unexpectedly, with a quick move, all the water droplets on Wu Mazhu's body condensed into a transparent palm, and grabbed Wu Mazhu's neck, and then all the water droplets around flew over to connect to this arm, gathered into humanity, and gradually turned back to A Qi. This time, Wu Mazhu had no choice but to admit defeat, because A Qi had already begun to strip away the water from his body. Wu Mazhu ended the battle with unwillingness, and A Qi won.

But this is also the first battle that allows others to see A Qi's other tricks. Wu Mazhu's strange witchcraft finally forced A Qi to no longer be as glorious as before.

Gao Wei sat next to Chu Xunyu, watching with relish, and asked Chu Xunyu happily: "Hey! Brothers of the Chu family, what is the name of the tricks this guy uses? So powerful. Almost all the soldiers won without blood blades along the way. Which sect's routine is it? Could it be that the one from the Sword Valley?"

"I don't know." Chu Xunyu shook his head silently, his heart full of doubts. He had never heard of this trick of Shi Gu. He saw clearly in the stands. He felt that this boy named A Qi was really incredible. How did these methods come about? He couldn't help but look at Chen Qi there in confusion. He saw Chen Qi chatting and laughing with his subordinates in the stands over there, and he seemed to be in a hurry at all.

Although Song Qi's expression did not change in the seat at the gate of Yuxu Palace, almost everyone knew that he would feel bad, because if nothing unexpected happened, Ah Qi would definitely be selected. This was obviously to make the people from the Sword Valley be selected as the Bajun of Zhongyuan. Song Qi would definitely be unhappy, but Song Qi was bowing his head with the leaders on the left and right at this time to discuss something, and he could not see any other abnormal movements.

But there was something that made Song Qi even more headache. When Ah Qi came out, he suddenly turned his body. With a bored expression, he suddenly raised his hand and pointed to Song Qingqiong in the seat in front of Yuxu Palace. A provocative smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. The audience couldn't help but feel uproar. This guy was aiming at the position of the Eight Junzhi of the Central Plains, but not just being selected. He was taking the initiative to challenge Song Qingqiong. Before the end of the assessment, he took the lead in questioning. The audience was booed and everyone looked at the accused Song Qingqiong. Song Qingqiong was stunned at first, then nodded with a bitter smile, as if responding to the challenge, and the whole audience was in an uproar.

Amid the complex noise, Aqi lazily stepped down from the stage, and only Yan Shang and the disciple of the random cultivator were left. Everyone predicted the result of this competition. Yan Shang must have won with his unique and incomparable fighting style. As expected, as soon as the battle started, Yan Shang rushed over and chopped hard as usual. Chu Xunyu looked suspicious and asked Gao Wei: "This person is a disciple of Shushan, do you know?"

Gao Wei shook his head: "I don't know very well. There are many disciples in Shushan, and this person was just a traitor disciple. He had only seen each other from afar and never had a relationship. It was only a few months ago that he heard that this person's cultivation was rapid and rapid, and he formed a pill in one fell swoop. He didn't know the specific reason. He could only say that he suddenly got to know."

Chu Xunyu noticed that the old Taoist Yuan Feng, the leader of Shushan beside Song Qi, was squinting his eyes and looking at Yan Shang. It should be noted that Yan Shang was originally his disciple, so why did he have more questions than he was proud of? It seems that the emergence of this disciple was unexpected. It was not within normal consciousness, and his martial arts should have been suspected by Yuan Feng. Chu Xunyu is a little looking forward to it now. If these two newcomers with strange skills inherited the name of Ba Jun in the Central Plains, they would react to each other after they inherited the name of Ba Jun in the Central Plains.
Chapter completed!