The tall and thin opponent waved the hard hair duster, and a layer of gray powder-like smoke spread out. Then the guy chanted a spell "Jili Gulu" in his mouth, and the gray powder-like smoke floated towards Xuanyuan Star as if it had vitality!

All fools could see that this thing must not be touched, so Xuanyuan Xing immediately avoided it, and then the shield was in front and the bamboo knife was behind, rushing towards the tall and thin ones. Xuanyuan Xing was not charging forward at a very fast speed, but it was floating around and fro, making it difficult to understand its trajectory. And the speed was also fast and slow, sometimes so fast that it pulled out afterimages, and sometimes it was about the same speed as ordinary people were running.

But no matter how slow or tortuous the charge, the distance of ten meters would arrive soon. In less than three seconds, Xuanyuan Xing was about to rush to the tall and thin person. The opponent nicknamed "Wuchang" let out a strange laugh, the hard duster in his hand shook, and a bunch of gray smoke spread out like a lime bucket, wrapping his body...

Xuanyuan Xing, who was charging, immediately passed by him. He did not dare to approach the gray smoke. He ran to the other side of the field from a distance and stared at his opponent in the smoke.

"Hehehehehehehehe..." The strange guest Wuchang let out a creepy smile, just like the prelude to the evil ghost in a horror movie. He kept shaking his hairy duster in place, and the gray smoke spread out like endless. These gray smokes seemed to come alive, like gray poisonous snakes, winding in the air, pounced towards Xuanyuan Star from all angles. Although the speed was not fast, it looked so cold.

Xuanyuan Xing calmly avoided the smoke floating over. Although the gray smoke was not fast, as the opponent kept shaking the hard hair duster, the gray smoke became more and more, and it was very stance to fill the entire arena!

Lu Ying, who was watching the game on the side of the court, had already bit her lip anxiously, and her sweetheart seemed to be in great trouble. If it were her, she would have raised her hand to surrender long ago!

"Don't get close to these gray smoke..." Akan cared for Xuanyuan Xing. "In the first two games, the players just didn't believe in evil, rushed into the gray smoke, and then went crazy and self-harm and failed..."

Xuanyuan Xing's head was sweating, "How to fight this?" While moving to avoid the gray smoke, he took off the bow and arrow behind him, put away the bamboo sword and wooden shield, and carried it on his back. After changing his combat methods, he now changed from a sword shield warrior to an archer. He quickly moved to the distance, almost standing on the edge of the field, pulled the bow and arrow, and a target appeared in his eyes.

Xuanyuan Xing, who used the target ability, was shocked! The strange man wrapped in gray smoke did not show any weakness. However, the gray smoke tentacles floating around the field had many weaknesses! What kind of evil was this? Xuanyuan Xing didn't know whether he should doubt his intuitive ability or believe that the other party had broken into pieces and dismembered!

Xuanyuan Xing narrowed his eyes and quickly shot an arrow. This arrow shot towards the gray smoke tentacle closest to him. Then he immediately shot another arrow at the monster wrapped in smoke!

"Squeak--" The gray smoke tentacle actually made a strange scream, just like a mouse being stepped on. The arrow shot at the strange man wrapped in the gray smoke was like a rock sinking into the sea, and there was no news...

Xuanyuan Xing bent a sneer at the corner of his mouth, and the arrows were shot out, and bamboo arrows were accurately shot at the targets marked on the gray smoke tentacles.

"Squeak squeak squeak squeak-" Scream continued to scream. After the smoke was shot, it stopped floating and slowly dispersed. The field became gray and foggy, just like the steam released from the bathhouse, and it was hard to see anyone on the other side...

The center of the field became confusing, and the monster disappeared into the gray smoke. The target in Xuanyuan Xing's eyes also disappeared. It seemed that the large gray smoke in the field was a mass of death, just like the morning mist in the cemetery was confusing...

Xuanyuan Xing frowned and stared at the gray fog that was spreading on the field. The targets kept appearing in his eyes, but he did not find any sign of the opponent's weakness. It was like there was nothing in the dead gray fog.

"Hey?" Xuanyuan Xing's eyes rolled and he called the referee, "Did he faint? Why didn't he react at all? Should he count down?"

Although the referee was knowledgeable, he was also dizzy by the dead gray fog on the field. What happened to this guy? So he turned to the five judges on the field and asked about their opinions. The judges unanimously shook their heads, believing that the competition was not over. So the referee signaled Xuanyuan Xing to continue the competition. In this way, Xuanyuan Xing could tell from the judges' reaction that the other party was still hiding in the fog.

Aken nodded and muttered while drinking, "This kid has grown up his brain. He also knows to use this method to determine the other party's situation..."

But it was confirmed that the opponent was still alive, and the passive situation on the field still did not change. Xuanyuan Xing still couldn't find a way to attack his opponent. However, on the other hand, the opponent did not dare to act rashly. Xuanyuan Xing's archery skills had just caused great damage to him. Therefore, this kind of stalemate occurred.

"Don't be impatient. The other party probably got hurt and might be resting." Aken reminded him not to act rashly.

Xuanyuan Xing had a great concentration and endurance, so he was naturally very patient. He held a bow and arrow in his hand, half kneeled on the ground, standing in the distance, staring at the dead gray smoke that seemed to be dead. However, it can be seen that the strange man named "Impermanence" had an average patience. This stalemate actually confronted him for more than half an hour.

The audience was impatient and booed on the field. However, the magical fighting competition of the psychic abilities did not stipulate the time, and even if the two of them played for a hundred years, the game would support it. However, if the game time exceeded one hour, the barrier on the field would rise and cover, and the time flow inside would speed up, so as not to face off for too long and affect the following game.

The barrier of the arena rose as if it were time to outsiders, and the scene inside became like a fast shot. About five hours later, the gray dead energy began to move. Xuanyuan Star was like a sculpture, motionless, but when the gray mist moved, a target formed in his eyes.

Xuanyuan Xing didn't say anything, but just looked at the other party quietly. The audience outside the field thought that Xuanyuan Xing's legs were numb. The gray fog separated two tentacles and floated tentatively towards Xuanyuan Xing. In Xuanyuan Xing's eyes, the weaknesses on the two tentacles were very obvious. But he didn't understand why there was a weakness on this seemingly incompetent fog that could be damaged by physical strikes. And the large fog condensed together had no weaknesses marked?
Chapter completed!