I am God

The audience did not expect that these two beautiful girls would fight so fiercely. On the other side, the referee, adhering to the absolute fairness, started to count the seconds. When the count reached the tenth, Aska still couldn't get up. Can helplessly announce that Paris, who was kneeling on the ground, has successfully advanced to the semi-finals.

"Win, win." Paris's eyes with drooping upper eyelids seemed to be closed at any time. The joy of successful revenge opened her eyes three points like a booster.

Paris wanted to raise her arms and shout to celebrate her victory, but she couldn't even raise her arms because of the serious injuries in her body, allowing Xuzu's medical staff to carry her on a stretcher and rush to the medical room.

So far, the four young talents who represented Xu Zu in the battle were eliminated by Buwanga and Daisy at the Yellow Dragon Conference. One of them voluntarily abstained from Xiu Zhe, and even Aska, who had been given high hopes, fell in the quarterfinals.

The deal is done. Although the audience who are natives of Xuzu sighed and felt sorry for their eldest princess, they still applauded Paris, showing her great country demeanor.

The competition will not be suspended because of Aska's elimination, and Yong Shili and her opponent also stepped onto the competition stage amidst a new round of cheers.

Exactly the same as the duel between the two fighters in the last round, the second eight-to-four match was also a battle between two swordsmen.

Although she was prepared to a certain extent, when Xi Lan saw Yong Shili taking out the Terra Stone long sword on the field, she couldn't help looking at Xiu Zhe in surprise: "The Ninth Princess is also using Terra Stone weapons?"

No wonder Xi Lan was surprised. After all these years, Xu Zu only saved Terra Stones that could barely make more than a dozen weapons. Where did Xiu Zhe get so many Terra Stones?

"It's just a big gift from the Delos Empire when they wanted my life." Xiu Zhe replied truthfully with a smile.

This remark meant that the speaker had intentions, and so did the listeners, just as Xiu Zhe expected, Xi Lan frowned slightly and did not answer the conversation to change the subject: "I think these two games will go on very quickly, and you are also prepared Okay, let's play the last game, I'll go first."

Xiu Zhe nodded and watched Xi Lan leave the players' lounge, and just as Xi Lan said, the battle on the competition stage did not last long, and Yong Shili finally defeated his opponent and advanced to the semi-finals.

Although there is no weak player in the top eight, it depends on who you compare with. It is a matter of course that Yong Shili's strength is comparable to that of the Four Sword Masters.

After the two games, Yong Shili became the love object of many Xuzu youths, but when they realized that Yong Shili must be one of Xiu Zhe's wives, their hearts were broken like a dropped glass .

In the third game, Buvanga also defeated his opponent with thunderous momentum. The totem blunt weapon that was so vigorous was not something that ordinary geniuses could resist. The world also had a deeper understanding of the blunt weapon through this game.

Bhuwanga's wild attack style like a tiger descending the mountain made Wufeng's blunt weapon more threatening than Kaifeng's sword, and even many giant sword users changed their eyes when looking at their weapons.

It is said that the giant sword is a man's romance, and it is full of power when opened and closed. But compared with the blunt weapon in Buvanga's hand, the giant sword is like a weapon type for girls.

"It's good now, is it possible that Buwanga is going to set off another wave of blunt weapon frenzy like that guy in Forrest Gump?" Xi Lan, who was standing with the referees under the competition stage and watching the match, rubbed the Taisword hanging on his waist. Hand smiled wryly and murmured: "Look at this, the Taidao that was originally said to be used by women is probably going to be said to be something for babies to play with."

When Buwanga pushed the enthusiasm of the audience to the climax, Xiu Zhe also slowly stepped onto the competition stage, facing Zuo Yi who was fighting with a wooden sword like Liang Yue, Xiu Zhe still did not take out his weapon after the referee announced the start of the match In his opinion, the strength Zuo Yi has shown so far is not enough for him to take it seriously.

This performance can't help but make the audience slander Xiu Zhe in their hearts. Why is Xiu Zhe pretending?But although they were a little upset, they had to admit that Xiu Zhe had the capital to act aggressively. The battle with Sale made many practitioners realize that they and Xiu Zhe were not in the same dimension at all.

Zuo Yi also knew this, so he didn't feel angry because Xiu Zhe didn't take out the weapon. On the contrary, his eyes were full of fiery fighting intent, and he wanted to force Xiu Zhe to use the weapon by his own strength.

"Your Excellency Xiu Zhe, please enlighten me!" The left hand grasped the handle of the wooden sword with both hands and rushed towards Xiu Zhe at full speed. Facing the attack from the left one, Xiu Zhe didn't make any movement. The strange runes exclusive to Saya lighted up slightly, and a huge ice dragon nearly a kilometer long came out of thin air, and then the crystal clear dragon tail slapped to the left.

The wooden sword in his hand changed from a stab to a stab, Zuo shouted and held the dragon's tail, trying to use this force to destroy the ice dragon.

But after all, he still underestimated the strength of Longwei, or he underestimated his own strength.

Amidst a loud noise, the floor tiles under his left foot were cracked inch by inch, and he himself couldn't hold on for two seconds before being pressed to his right knee by the dragon's tail and forced to kneel on the ground.

The dragon's tail, which doesn't look too thick, is like a huge mountain weighing ten thousand junctures. Zuo Yi gritted his teeth and struggled to support it, but even if he exerted all his strength, he couldn't stop the wooden tree held high in his hand. The sword gradually moved towards his head.

Seeing Xiu Zhe not far away who was still not moving, Zuo Yi finally saw the gap between himself and Xiu Zhe clearly.

The gap beyond human reach!
The audience's eyes are discerning. Zuo Yi easily defeated Rice, who had become famous in mainland China in recent years, but now he couldn't even catch Xiu Zhe's move. Everyone knew what it meant.

Aside from Sale, who took Daisy's place in the competition, all the contestants in the Blue Dragon Tournament are probably not qualified to let Xiu Zhe draw his sword. The dreaded sword Apophis.

"Admit defeat, you should be clear, I can kill you thousands of times during this time, the gap between you and me is too great."

Xiu Zhe told the irreversible facts in a calm tone. Zuo Yi, who had no way to break the situation, had no choice but to admit defeat. Given his current situation, not to mention using other ultimate moves, he just retreated from under the tail of the dragon. Can't do it.

"I admit defeat."

As Zuo Yi took the initiative to admit defeat, the huge ice dragon pressing on his head dissipated in an instant, while Xiu Zhe walked towards the stage without looking back.

"The winner, Xiu Zhe, advances to the semi-finals!"

The referee's voice sounded like a thorn in the heart of Zuo Yi who was half kneeling on the ground. Apart from some injuries to his knees, Zuo Yi was fine. Xiu Zhe.

Was Albert in the same mood at the time?Zuo Yi couldn't help showing a bitter smile, the so-called genius is indeed not even bullshit in front of Xiu Zhe.

Xiu Zhe didn't care what Zuo Yi thought, he went straight to Yong Shili who was waiting for him in the audience.

The two had already agreed to wait until the eight-to-four match ended to visit Paris who was receiving treatment in the medical room. However, when Xiu Zhe opened the door of Paris's ward under the guidance of the staff, they bumped into Ah who bent over to apologize. ska.

When Aska saw the astonished expressions of Xiu Zhe and Yong Shili, his face suddenly turned red, and he straightened his waist and stood awkwardly on the spot, at a loss.

"Ahem. You talk about yours." Xiu Zhe pulled Yong Shili back two steps and closed the door of the ward with a smile on his face.

Xiuzhe and the two were not made to wait for too long, and Aska, who still had a ruddy complexion, opened the door of the ward and nodded to the two of them as a greeting before leaving quickly.

Aska's cute appearance made Xiu Zhe smile and shook his head and walked into the ward. At this time, Paris in hospital gown was lying on the hospital bed with big thorns, picking up banana peels.

Xiu Zhe glanced at the fruit basket on the bedside table with a smirk and came to Paris with a smirk, stretched out his hand, broke half of the banana off and put it in his mouth, saying vaguely: "Well, it's delicious, Aska bought it for you ?”

Paris looked at Xiu Zhe with some astonishment, then looked at the banana in her hand with only one bite left, and immediately raised her brows and shouted angrily, "Are you a hooligan?!"

"Nonsense, which gentleman would be like me?"

Facing Xiu Zhe's shameless rhetorical question, Paris, who usually acted like a hooligan, was a little speechless and angrily stuffed the remaining bananas into Xiu Zhe's hand and muttered: "Eat, eat, eat, I'll give you all to eat."

Looking at Paris, who was pretending to be impatient, Yong Shili couldn't help but smiled and teased: "I see that you usually gnash your teeth at Aska, why are you deliberately changing the subject now so that we don't want us to know about this fruit basket?" Did she buy it for you?"

Hearing this, Paris's eyebrows stretched out, she looked out of the window pretending to be deep, and even her tone was lowered by three points: "She is just a poor person, I also made mistakes back then, now that the conflict has been resolved, why should I bother?" Are you deliberately making her continue to be embarrassed?"

Xiu Zhe shook his head and smiled wryly, "Forget me, please, don't imitate me, it's really not like me."

"Huh? It doesn't look like it?" Paris quickly turned her head back and joked back to her usual tone: "Isn't that the stinky face you usually have?"

Xiu Zhe grabbed Paris's face, pulled it out with a little strength, and said with a grinning grin, "I see that your injury is recovering well."

Yong Shili just smiled and shook her head helplessly, she has long been used to Xiu Zhe and Paris playing around like this, and she also knows that these two people will not have any other feelings other than friends.

"Hey! It hurts!" Paris slapped Xiu Zhe's hand off and complained angrily, rubbing her pinched red face, "If you pinch my face, at least you will have to pay hundreds of millions. gold!"

Yong Shili frowned slightly and asked: "Let's get back to business, I see that although your injury is no longer serious, there is still some emptiness in your body, what's going on?"