In the square in front of Fire Element Tower.
Shen Hongyuan The three of them looked at each other, nodded without saying anything, and walked towards the tower.
Zhou Qi After seeing a few people enter, he stood quietly in the center alone, waiting for the figures that appeared on the horizon to slowly enlarge.
On the northwest skyline, a dark cyan figure was rushing towards Air-Breaking Slash.
The speed was extremely fast, and the robe was pulled straight by the wind, like an arrow leaving the string, with undisguised sharpness.
Song Yuan suddenly stopped ten feet away, and the soles of his feet plowed two shallow grooves on the bluestone, causing gravel to fly.
He stood still, his dark green robe still stained with dust from his rapid journey. The long sword at his waist had not moved at all, and there was a coldness all over his body.
The two looked at each other from a distance of ten feet.
The wind passed between them, blowing up a few dead leaves.
Song Yuan's eyes swept from Zhou Qi's face to his shoulders, from his shoulders to the black knife at his waist, and then moved from the black knife back to Zhou Qi's eyes.
His brows gradually furrowed, and he couldn't tell the depth of Zhou Qi.
"What strength do you have now?" Song Yuan asked, seemingly casually, but in his heart he was very concerned.
Zhou Qi looked at him, the corners of his mouth curved slightly.
"It's better for Senior Brother Song to try it himself and find out."
The words between the two were brief, like two masters measuring the distance between each other before fighting each other.
Song Yuan did not answer the call.
His eyes paused on Zhou Qi for another moment, as if judging the weight of this sentence.
After a long time, Song Yuan said, "I remember the last time I chased you, it was also here Fire Element Tower!"
The moment the words fell.
Song Yuan moved.
There are no signs.
His figure was like a dark blue lightning bolt, which shot out from ten feet away. His right hand turned into a claw and went straight for Zhou Qi's throat.
The claw wind is fierce, wrapped in Mid-Golden Core Eighth Layer's vigorous Spiritual Power, leaving no room for anything.
Zhou Qi's expression did not change, but he laughed. There was no nervousness or surprise.
It's like I've guessed you already!
Zhou Qi stood still, raised his right hand, spread his fingers, and met Song Yuan's claw without dodging.
The moment the palms and claws met, Zhou Qi's palm suddenly spit out an extremely thick Spiritual Power.
Song Yuan felt as if his claws had hit an iron wall.
The entire arm was numb from the shock, and then an overwhelming force surged from the opponent's palm and spread along the arm throughout the body.
It felt like being hit head-on by a mountain.
Song Yuan's face changed slightly.
His body flipped several times in the air, and finally landed firmly on the spot.
He narrowed his eyes slightly, the claw just now was not powerful, but it was the full strength of the claw, and he did not hold back.
And this Zhou Qi seemed to just raise his palm at random.
He has really become stronger.
Song Yuan The coldness in his eyes has gradually been replaced by a trace of fear.
seven days.
Only seven days.
This person has become so strong.
He is so talented, there is simply no upper limit to his talent!
This kind of enemy must be killed!
"Junior brother Zhou is very skilled." Song Yuan said, his voice still cold.
Song Yuan has already thought about it. As soon as Ascension Small World comes out, he must find his elders and kill Zhou Qi at all costs.
Zhou Qi smiled noncommittally and said in a casual tone, "Senior Brother Song is a compliment."
The two looked at each other.
No one said much, as if they were testing the depth, or thinking of ways to kill the other party.
The air in the square seemed to be frozen.
After a long time, I saw this Song Yuan still standing here causing an eyesore.
Zhou Qi shook his head, the curvature of the corners of his mouth never falling, breaking the calm:
"Senior Brother Song, aren't you leaving yet? Aren't you afraid that I will kill you?!"
Song Yuan's eyes flashed with evil thoughts.
He stared at Zhou Qi, his chest heaved a few times, and then sneered, "Kill me? If you want to try, come and try!"
Zhou Qi's smile did not diminish and he did not speak.
But his right hand has slowly been raised and placed on the handle of the knife at his waist.
Startling Rainbow Saber made a low rubbing sound in the sheath.
The sound was not loud, but it made Song Yuan's back stiffen slightly.
The air froze for less than a breath.
Song Yuan snorted coldly.
The human figure suddenly flashed and appeared dozens of feet away.
Then he paused, took another deep look at Zhou Qi, then turned around and left.
His Movement Method was extremely fast, and his dark blue robe stretched into a straight line in the dusk, and in the blink of an eye he had swept a hundred feet away.
Only a sound was left that exploded from a distance, wrapped in Spiritual Power, and echoed in the empty square:
"Zhou Qi, don't be too arrogant! There will be a day when you regret it!"
Zhou Qi stood there, looking at the back that was getting farther and farther away, the smile on his face faded little by little until it completely disappeared.
He didn't chase.
It's not that I can't catch up.
With his current strength and the speed of <Tidal Escape Art·Water Element>, it is not difficult to catch up with Song Yuan.
But it's not the time yet.
He looked up and glanced at the name Song Yuan on Dome Screen.
Ranked third with over 2,000 points.
He also counted on a few people at the Primordial Hall to help him accumulate points.
Kill now, otherwise someone will overtake you later.
Besides, Great Sun Dynasty has not yet decided where to stay.
It is not certain whether I should join Great Sun Dynasty rashly or not. Everything needs to be considered in the long term.
Zhou Qi retracted his gaze, sheathed the knife, turned around and walked back to Fire Element Tower, sat down on a piece of bluestone, closed his eyes, and continued to operate Cultivation Method.
A true hunter is never in a hurry to close his net.
A corner of Small World.
Several dead ancient trees stood crookedly on the hillside, their branches bare.
Meng Rou leaned against the thickest tree trunk, raising his head and looking at the huge light curtain on the dome.
The moonlight fell from the clouds and fell on that cold face.
She is very beautiful, with eyebrows like Yuanshan, slightly raised, with a heroic air, a high nose bridge, and clear lip lines.
Her black hair was held up casually with a plain silver hairpin, and a few strands of broken hair hung down by her ears, swaying gently in the wind.
On the gray sky, her name hung firmly on the first line.
Meng Rou, Dagan Dynasty, points: 3060.
The second place is Liu Qian from the Great Sun Dynasty, which is more than 500 points lower than her.
The third place is Song Yuan from the Primordial Hall, with a gap of nearly 800 points.
She stared at the row of numbers for a long time, but there was no expression on her face.
There were slight footsteps behind me.
A young man walked out from behind the shadow of the tree. He was in his early twenties. His face was somewhat similar to Meng Rou. He was wearing a moon-white outfit and had a narrow sword hanging from his waist.
He walked to Meng Rou's side, followed her gaze and glanced at Dome Screen, with the corners of his mouth raised slightly.
"Sister, I should be able to secure the first place now, right?"
Meng Rou looked away and shook his head.
"It's hard to say." Her voice was low, with a calmness that didn't match her age. "No one can be sure until the last minute."
The young man nodded, hesitated for a while, and then spoke again, his voice lowered a bit. "Sister, this time Ascendant Path is the first place... can you really get the pill?"
Meng Rou did not answer immediately.
She turned around, leaned her back against the tree trunk, and focused her gaze on the gray skyline in the distance.
After a moment of silence, she spoke.
"It should be true. Xuanye Peak Master Wen told me personally." She paused.
"He said that the sect master personally issued an order to transfer one Calamity-Crossing Pill from Xuanye Peak as a reward for the first place."
The young man's eyes brightened obviously, but then they quickly flickered as if he thought of something.
"I'm worried... Primordial Hall and Great Sun Dynasty can't see you taking first place."
Meng Rou turned his head and glanced at him, his eyes were very firm, with a certain calmness.
"It might have happened before," Meng Rou said softly, "But not this time."
Meng Rou retracted his gaze. "Although our alliance has just been established, with the help of Peak Master Wen, it has firmly established itself in the Immortal Sect."
She paused.
"Primordial Hall and Great Sun Dynasty fought fiercely. Now neither of them should dare to provoke us easily."
The young man nodded thoughtfully and did not ask any more questions.
Meng Rou straightened up, patted the dust on the corner of his robe, and his voice returned to his usual crispness. "Okay, don't think too much, continue."
As soon as she finished speaking, she tiptoed and her figure had already swept several feet away. The moon-white figure drew an arc under the gray sky and shot towards the valley in the distance with dense Demon Beast atmosphere.
The young man looked at her back, shook his head, raised his sword and followed her.