Immortal World Champion

“Senior Brother, Senior Brother!”

“Quickly wake up, I haven’t been there for two days, I’m going to the sword meeting today!”

Hao Siyun’s ears rang Shouting, Zhou Shu eyes opened, “Oh, I see.”

“hmph, so lazy.”

Hao Siyun trot out, “Senior Brother, we are here Waiting for you outside.”

Zhou Shu stood up from the medicinal liquid, cleaned the secret art, and quickly walked out.

I’ve been running through Treeman Alley in Matchless City, almost forgetting the time, but the results are pretty good, now he can hold 43 breaths.

Treeman Lane, the treeman is continuous, every time you rush past one floor, you will immediately face a new treeman, and the number of treeman is constantly rising, more and more cooperation In this way, the difficulty has also been doubled, and now he has to face the attack of the five treants, a bit exhausted.

I haven’t found a good solution yet, but I will do it a few more times. It should be okay. It’s just that the points flow is generally used up by 1,000. If the remaining 1,000 can’t be held to hundreds breaths, but there is trouble.

“Senior Brother, you are a little weird.”

Yang Mei stared at Zhou Shu for a while, then whispered.

Hao Siyun said bluntly, “Yes, I don’t have any energy at all. Lazily’s, it’s not like that in normal times.”

Yang Mei was very concerned, “Or, One more day off?”

Zhou Shu laughed, “I’m fine.”

Of course, his spirit is not very good, no matter who’s Divine Soul was pricked and stabbed by fiercely. Hundreds of thousands of times, it is rare to be good again. At this time, he is quite exhausted. Although Divine Sense spirit strength has recovered, Divine Soul is far from the state, only about 30-40% of normal strength. 3rd Transformation 4th Transformation requires high-burst secret art. Without Divine Soul support, it can only be cast once or twice.

It will take several hours to recover.

But he doesn’t care too much. Entering the sword list is basically a foregone conclusion. It doesn’t matter if you win or lose. Moreover, after playing against the tree for a long time, he also wants to fight against other people and change his status.

“Oh, be careful in a while.”

Yang Mei looked for a while before turning his head.

Not long after a few people arrived at Star Peak in the sky, the crowd was surging and the noise kept going.

As the sword club progresses, the competition becomes more and more intense and more attractive. Many cultivators to watch the ceremony have arrived ahead of schedule.

“Zhou Shu!”

“Zheng Hengheng!”

As soon as Zhou Shu stood there for a while, he heard his name.

I wanted to be able to recover for a while, but I don’t seem to have much hope. I was the first one to play again. This kind of luck is also rare.

And the opponent is still the Nascent Soul cultivator.

Zheng Hengheng stared at Zhou Shu, the expression grave, without a trace of negligence in his eyes. He obviously attached great importance to Zhou Shu and regarded him as an opponent in the Nascent Soul realm.

Zhou Shu cupped the hands, “Zhou Shu, I have seen Zheng Senior.”

Zheng Hengheng nodded, and said condensedly, “Don’t be the one, the old man will take the sword first.”

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In a few moments, the wind and clouds on the peak suddenly rose, and the clouds covered the mist, covering almost everything. From the picture frame, the figures of the two were invisible.

A cultivator in the audience said, “This is the Yunwu Sword Art?”

“Yes, one of Heavenly Sword Gate’s advanced sword art is also called Hengshan Yunwu 13 The sword is very famous. After the sword intent is used, it is ever-changing. The opponent is like falling into the cloud, and it is difficult to figure out where it is going.”

“But Zhou Shu is not a soft persimmon. The outcome of the battle is difficult to predict.”

“No, I think Zhou Shu will definitely win this game.”

“Why?”

“The last two In the second sword meeting, Zheng Hengheng lost to Wang Banbi, and Wang Banbi lost to Zhou Shu. Isn’t the ending obvious?”

“so that’s how it is, brother said it makes sense.”

After hearing a few people’s conversations, Yang Mei and Hao Siyun let go of their hearts, but they still stared at the picture Bi, trying to see something.

After about hundreds of breaths, Zhou Shu’s voice came out, “I lost.”

Zheng Hengheng stood with a sword, his face showed a hint of surprise after being surprised, slowly nodded, “Fellow Daoist Zhou, you let me win.”

Zhou Shu nodded, soon fell to the stage.

For a time, there were many shocked voices, “Strange, how did Zhou Shu lose?”

“Yes, how can someone who won even half of the wall lose? For Zheng Hengheng, is there any conspiracy that we don’t know about?”

“I heard that Zheng Hengheng is Elder Zheng’s descendant nephew, did Zhou Shu know in advance and sold a friendship…”

“Zhou Shu’s First Stage was defeated, but unfortunately, I didn’t win completely. If I were him, I wouldn’t come later, and I would be able to enter the sword list anyway.”

I didn’t care about this, Zhou Shu had a face Calmly walked to the two women.

Limited by Divine Soul, he can only use 30 or 40% of his strength to face a Nascent Soul cultivator who is waiting for it. This is obviously not enough, although he used only a few 4th Transformation to see through the opponent The sword intent also broke through the opponent’s defense several times, but he was helpless and lacking in his heart, unable to continue. He barely dealt with hundreds of breaths, the spirit strength Divine Sense consumed a lot, and there was no chance of victory, so he simply did nothing. Gave up.

Yang Mei said with concern, “Senior Brother, are you okay?”

Hao Siyun also came to comfort, “It doesn’t matter, you won’t be afraid of losing, Senior Brother will definitely be able to make the list. Yes!”

Zhou Shu laughed, “Don’t worry, I care about it, let’s go back.”

The two nodded women followed obediently and went straight back to the mountain.

Above the booming peak, the faces of the two cultivators also have a hint of surprise.

“Oh, Elder Zheng, Martial Nephew won.”

Chen Huayu cupped the hands, seemingly congratulating him.

Zheng Huabai waved his hand, “Heng Heng won a fluke, and Zhou Shu lost a little bit strangely. Seeing that he is comfortable in the cloud sword intent, I thought he had found the weak spot of the sword intent and he could win. I know I suddenly gave up.”

Chen Huayu smiled, “Finding a weak spot does not mean that you can defeat the opponent. Realm is different, and Zheng Martial Nephew has also been very careful in the past decade. , The progress is not small.”

“The progress of Jian Xiu mainly depends on the perception. Hengheng’s perception is almost inferior, and it is difficult to work hard,” Zhang Huabai said calmly, “but this time I can win. Zhou Shu of Wang Banbi can be regarded as exhaling.”

“Hehe, that’s…”

The Yudie Fairy on one side didn’t speak, but stared at her eyebrows. Thinking of something.

In the sky, under Star Peak, on a grassy mound far away from the crowd, there are two cultivators standing.

One is very tall and the other is very short, all dressed in Tsing Yi, with a strange mask on his face.

Pure black, but full of weird golden patterns, and two golden flowers are painted where the eyes are.

“Rou’er, this Zhou Shu…”

The short cultivator indifferently said, “father, Golden Core Realm is not as good as Nascent Soul, which is also common sense.”

“No, his Divine Soul is a hindrance, otherwise this will definitely win,” Gao Great Cultivator said slowly, “He is very good in all aspects, not only the sword intent, but the Divine Soul spirit strength magic weapon is far superior to his peers. But Divine Soul doesn’t exceed that much. It shouldn’t be the case. I don’t know if it’s normal or something went wrong.”

The short cultivator seemed to think, “Maybe it’s not recovered. Two days ago, it was the right cultivator.”

“Two days are enough to recover.”

The tall cultivator shook the head, “Sword dao genius like this is still a refiner expert. It would be a shame if Divine Soul is short.”

“Oh…”