Zongwu: Blind box shop, Wanwan hits the mark

Hua Manlou took the Poké Ball with curiosity, and threw it out according to Qin Zhixuan's instructions. Suddenly, a duck appeared in front of everyone.

This duck was yellow all over, with tiny pupils in its eyes, a flat beak, and three black hairs floating on its head. But unlike ordinary ducks, it had no feathers on its body and no wings like ordinary ducks. Instead, it had hand-like forelimbs, a pair of webbed feet, and a short tail behind its butt.

Perhaps because it had just been summoned, it was now tilting its head, with a look of confusion in its small pupils as it looked around.

Bai Qing'er looked at the duck's stupid look, and its bewildered expression, so she couldn't help but laugh and said, "They say it's a goose, but I think this duck is no less impressive. It looks exactly like Slowpoke."

Su Ying, who was standing by, had a glint in her eyes and whispered, "But it feels so cute!"

Lu Xiaofeng, who was standing by, teased Hua Manlou, "This duck is somewhat similar to you."

Hua Manlou gave Lu Xiaofeng a cold look, but the duck in front of him was indeed a little dazed. Just as he was thinking about this, the duck woke up, staggered to Hua Manlou's feet, and spun around in circles while calling "keda keda", looking very happy.

Hua Manlou squatted down and put the duck in his hand. The duck did not resist and let Hua Manlou pick it up. Its happy eyes turned into the shape of the moon.

Hua Manlou thought the duck was quite cute and asked Qin Zhixuan, "Shopkeeper, what kind of duck is this? I've never seen one before."

[Psyduck]: A water-attribute Pokémon from a magical elf world that can evolve into Golduck.

Hearing Hua Manlou's question, Qin Zhixuan was silent for a moment. He didn't know what breed this duck was!

I could only explain: "It's called Psyduck, it's a water-type Pokémon, and it has magical skills."

After hearing Qin Zhixuan's words, Lu Xiaofeng and Hua Manlou looked at the extremely cute Psyduck in surprise. What special skills did this duck, which looked like it could be easily crushed to death, have?

The two of them looked at Qin Zhixuan in confusion, waiting for her answer.

Qin Zhixuan continued, "He has two special skills: grabbing and wagging his tail!"

After hearing what Qin Zhixuan said, the two were even more confused. Aren't scratching and wagging tails actions that small animals often do?

How could it be some skill!

Seeing the two people's puzzled eyes, Qin Zhixuan continued to explain: "It's not what you think."

"Grabbing is equivalent to the attack of a third-rate warrior."

"Wagging your tail will confuse the other person and make them let down their guard for a second."

A look of shock appeared on Hua Manlou's face. Although it was only a second, it was more than enough for masters like them. It might even be the key to turning defeat into victory.

Only Lu Xiaofeng looked at them with a confused look on his face, not knowing what they meant by "one second".

Hua Manlou naturally knew what happened and immediately explained it to Lu Xiaofeng who was standing beside him.

Only then did Lu Xiaofeng realize that time could be divided so finely.

Suddenly, Lu Xiaofeng felt a malicious look, and when he turned around, he saw Hua Manlou looking at him. He was so scared that he put his hands in front of him.

He said in a panic: "Laohua, I don't play this. If you like, I can take you to play."

"roll!"

Hua Manlou looked at Lu Xiaofeng unhappily and said, "I want you to help me try out Psyduck's tail wagging!"

Lu Xiaofeng looked at Hua Manlou with suspicion: "Are you trying to take this opportunity to hit me?"

"Psyduck, use Tail Shake on him."

Hua Manlou ignored Lu Xiaofeng's words and gave instructions directly to Psyduck beside him.

Psyduck immediately turned around and used the tail wag technique on Lu Xiaofeng.

Although Lu Xiaofeng was concentrating his attention and on high alert, he was still bewildered by Psyduck. His whole body relaxed instantly, with a relaxed expression on his face.

Lu Xiaofeng woke up immediately, in fact it took less than a second, probably because of his realm. Everyone looked at the Psyduck in front of them in surprise. You know, Lu Xiaofeng in front of them is a master at the Grandmaster level, but he was also confused by the Psyduck in front of him.

Just when they were still shocked by Psyduck's abilities.

Different space!

At this time, Ximen Chuxue had already fought with Yan Shisan for countless moves. Ximen Chuxue was already at a disadvantage, and Yan Shisan had not even used the fatal fourteenth sword.

The two separated as soon as they touched. There seemed to be a flame burning in Ximen Chuxue's eyes, and the murderous aura on his body continued to rise. He exuded an indomitable and unmatched momentum as he rushed towards Yan Shisan. Yan Shisan also knew that this was the last blow. He made a sword flower with the long sword in his hand, and exuded a strong aura of death as he rushed forward.

At this moment, both of them had forgotten everything, and the only thing in their eyes was the sword in each other's hand.

Ximen Chuxue's sword came from the west, and Yan Shisan's fourteenth deadly sword came. With a "ding" sound, the two swords touched each other, and suddenly an invisible energy spread out. The artistic conception behind the two people kept colliding. If this was not an alien space, I am afraid that everything around them would be destroyed by the two of them.

"Oh!"

With a loud bang, Ximen Chuxue was blown away. It was obvious that he had been defeated by Yan Shisan.

However, Yan Shisan did not pursue the victory, but just said softly: "You lose!"

Upon hearing this, Ximen Chuxue's face froze. He looked at the sword in his hand with a lonely look in his eyes.

Although the sword was in his hand, he had already exhausted all the variations of his swordsmanship. Now, apart from Ye Gucheng's Heavenly Fairy, he had no other moves to use. He let out a long breath, a solemn look flashing in his eyes, and looked at Yan Shisan in front of him: "I still have one sword. If you can take it, I will lose."

Yan Shisan nodded and looked at Ximen Chuxue in front of him with a serious expression. This was respect for a swordsman and also respect for a strong man.

Ximen Chuxue had his eyes closed, holding his long sword in his hand, as if everything around him had quieted down, and his heart had also quieted down. Suddenly, a proud sword intent emanated from Ximen Chuxue. In this situation, he actually comprehended Ye Gucheng's ethereal sword intent. Although he was standing on the ground at this time, he seemed to exude an ethereal and peerless aura like a god in the sky.

A solemn look flashed in the eyes of Yan Shisan opposite him. The artistic conception is difficult to comprehend. Many masters died on the road to becoming masters because they failed to comprehend the artistic conception.

Unexpectedly, Ximen Chuxue in front of him could actually master two sword techniques. A hint of fanaticism flashed across Yan Shisan's face. In that case, since his sword technique would not be spread here anyway, he might as well try the fifteenth sword that he did not dare to perform.

Yan Shisan's mind moved, and a sense of death spread out around him. Everything around him began to quiet down. Even Ximen Chuxue's ethereal sword intent seemed to have lost its vitality and was directly corroded by Yan Shisan's sense of death. His body seemed to start to lose control, and a feeling of fear rose from the depths of his heart, and it was directly revealed on his face.

He found that his sword-wielding hand began to tremble, and even the courage to draw the sword was frightened by the sense of death. Ximen Chuxue bit the tip of his tongue, and suddenly a sharp pain made him sober up. He knew that he could not drag it on any longer. His heart of seeking the truth was not dead, and his heart of arrogance was not dead. In order to prove the truth, Ximen Chuxue would even give up his life. How could he not even draw his sword?

Ximen Chuxue immediately turned into a stream of light and rushed towards Yan Shisan. At this time, Ximen Chuxue had become one with the black-sheathed sword in his hand. The sword light was like a flying rainbow, piercing straight forward. The sword light was brilliant and swift. His sword did not change, but it had thousands of changes. With the unchanging and ever-changing sword intent, he wanted to cut a way out in this state of death.

The sword is the king of all weapons. A swordsman who practices swordsmanship must believe that the three-foot blade in his hand can defeat all enemies in the world. If he is timid and fearful, his momentum will be lost by three points before the sword is even unsheathed, and he will naturally be defeated.

Yan Shisan also opened his eyes, revealing pupils with a lifeless look of death. At this moment, his mind had been completely eroded by the mood of death. He exuded a tyrannical aura of destruction and cruel death, like an evil ghost walking out of hell. The long sword in his hand kept shaking, emitting a breath of destruction, which was daunting.

Seeing Ximen Chuxue flying over, a cruel and bloody smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his figure disappeared on the spot.

Suddenly a chill spread throughout Ximen Chuxue's body. He was doomed. He knew he had failed this time, because Yan Shisan's sword strike meant death, with no room for turning back.

When the two figures crossed each other, Ximen Chuxue felt his consciousness blurred. He knew that he had lost, but he smiled, because he knew that Yan Shisan's success in this sword was due to his swordsmanship, but he failed in his pursuit of the way of the sword. A person who cannot even control his own swordsmanship is not worthy of being called a swordsman.

"Shh!"

Ximen Chuxue reappeared in the can shop with a smile on his face, which scared Lu Xiaofeng who was teasing Psyduck and he almost threw the Psyduck out.

After discovering it was Ximen Chuxue, Lu Xiaofeng looked at the smile on his face and guessed that Ximen Chuxue must have won. He immediately said with a smile: "It seems that Ximen, you have won. Who is your opponent?"

Ximen Chuixue smiled and shook his head, then slowly said, "No, I lost!"