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The first thousand one hundred and eighty-eight chapters of the fourth floor of the sect

Zorondia didn't know how Chu Xiu did it, nor did she want to explore it. He just kept reminding himself in his heart: Never provoke this person again!

Melan Catherine clenched her fist and her arms trembled slightly, but unlike before, this time it was because of excitement!

She turned her head and looked at the other deacons, seeing that their eyes were full of shock and alertness, and a smile unconsciously appeared on the corner of her mouth.

This little guy always gives people surprises. She looked at Chu Xiu, and she unconsciously felt a little more pride in her eyes. Even if she lost the duel today, what if she lost it? But this punch could make these people see Chu Xiu's strength clearly! She would never dare to underestimate him again!

"Master Placius?" Slake looked at Placius.

Prasius's eyes fell on the thin man behind Bookmod, and he shook his head slightly: "It doesn't matter."

Slack nodded and looked down again: "In this game, Chu Xiusheng!"

"It seems we are leaving too fast." Louis XVII said with a smile, returning to his seat.

The mysterious man and Luo Lavia did not move. Chu Xiu defeated only the first player of the Lieyan Association, and his real opponent was still behind.

And how many times can he use the method just now?

Although the battle did not end as they expected, it might not have been delayed for too long.

"Mr. Mitt?" Bookmod's gaze swept across Xueer, and finally fell on the thin man, "Please give me your request."

The thin man nodded and stood up and walked towards the round platform.

The crowd around quickly calmed down and focused on the competition platform again.

Although Chu Xiu's killing of Fudobia shocked the audience, everyone knew very well that the battle was far from over!

Fuduobiya is the first to appear, and it is definitely not the trump card of the Flame Club. Although Chu Xiu killed Fuduobiya, he may not be able to kill someone who is more powerful than Fuduobiya.

Just like Mit in front of you!

"Good means." Mit walked to Chu Xiu with a blank expression, his eyes fell on his left hand, "There is another chance. Do you think you can kill me?"

Chu Xiu narrowed his eyes slightly: "Fourth level of the sect realm?" Although people at the third level of the sect realm can also infer their cultivation based on the degree of other people's true qi, they are just a rough look and cannot detect the more detailed situation of true qi. However, Mit saw at a glance what was hidden in Chu Xiu's left hand, obviously more than that.

Three layers are as simple as that.

Mitt smiled faintly, as a default.

"The fourth level of the sect realm?" The surroundings exploded in an instant, "I have never seen a master at the fourth level of the sect realm in my life!"

"I haven't seen it before? Slack is..."

"The fourth level of the sect realm, I didn't expect that Lieyan would actually recruit such a master. So why don't you fight? Just give up!"

"What do you know? Chu Xiu is not weak either. Didn't you see him killing Fudobiya with one punch?" "He must have used some special means. That is not his own strength at all. Moreover, it is possible to kill people at the same level, but it is impossible to kill people at the same level, let alone the third level of the sect realm and the fourth level of the sect realm." Some people disdained

"This is like a first-class swordsman who meets a generation of great masters, will it be of the same level?"

"Wouldn't that mean Chu Xiu was determined to lose?"

"Is it certain to lose? That's it certain to die! If he kills Fudobia, the people from the Lieyan Society will definitely not let him go!"

"Be good, what a pity..." "The fourth level of the sect realm?" Lala and other deacons were also shocked. Their cultivation was all in the third level, and they were less than the fourth level, and they could not see Mite's cultivation. They originally thought that the peak of the third level, like Fuduobiya, would be good, but they didn't expect that he was the fourth level.

A super expert on the layer!

"Bruce is really investing in it." Adam sneered.

"I didn't expect that he had other four-level masters besides Chattolu." Erribos's face was also ugly.

"So there is no suspense in this battle?" Poseidon looked at the old man Netherworld, "You really underestimate you. Are you not afraid of being useless to bring such masters?"

"It's not too much to use any power to help the king vent his anger." Old Man Nether said with a smile, "Besides, if we continue to keep a low profile, some people would think we're easy to bully."

Poseidon and others knew that she was pointing at them, so they snorted coldly.

"In this case, Chu Xiu wouldn't have any chance, right?" The assassin looked at Melan Catherine with a smile. "Do you regret betraying the king now and choose someone who can't help you at all?"

Melan Catherine sneered: "What's there to regret? It's just a matter of dying, it's better than being a dog entourage for people."

The assassin laughed, but his eyes were indescribable: "You know there is a death!"

Meilan Catherine frowned slightly, and after a snorting, she no longer refuted. Facing a master at the fourth level of the sect, she could not see any possibility of Chu Xiu winning!

"The fourth level of the sect realm!" Lun shook his head and smiled bitterly, "I really respect us."

Ye Xuandao's expression was equally solemn. Seeing that Chu Xiu had no intention of admitting defeat, he couldn't help but sigh: "I hope he doesn't show off too much."

"Although I am the kind of person who would rather die than give in, at this time, I hope he can give in in time." Lun also sighed.

"Since you have guessed my strength, do you think you still have any hope of winning?" Mitt asked with a smile, ignoring the amazement around him.

Chu Xiu chuckled: "So what if there is no hope of winning? Will you let me leave?"

"Of course not." A sharp aura suddenly spread around Mit, and the hot breath formed a white wave, sweeping around.

Mit's true energy is both of the fire attributes!

Chu Xiu waved his hand and patted him, and the wave of air at him turned into vanish. A hint of ridicule appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Since that's the case, don't be polite to everyone."

Four dragons roared between his arms, and he directly used his strongest move: Don’t use the hidden dragon!

"Just you?" Mit's right hand made a sword with five fingers and suddenly swung in the direction of Chu Xiu.

A blade was thrown out, and the flames roared and surged.

The blade flew across the air, and the flames were blown away by the wind, revealing the orange true energy.

Like a condensed real scimitar.

Chu Xiu frowned. The condensation degree of the true qi in his body was already very high, but the true qi that was separated from the body could only reach half of the condensation degree. The blade thrown out was actually not much stronger than an ordinary knife, but Mit's was obviously different.

The orange blade has clear patterns, and even a shiny light radiates from the surface of the blade, which makes people shudder.

However, compared with this, what surprised Chu Xiu even more was that even though he flew several meters away, the threat the blade gave him did not weaken at all.
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