Chapter 18 Fighting the Little Witch

Wu Hao's behavior made Gong Yi extremely annoyed. From Wu Yu's unprovocation at the beginning to Wu Hao's revenge, it can be said that Gong Yi did not miss anything, but the other party did not allow it. The clay figurine still has three points of anger, and he really thinks that he is a soft persimmon that can be kneaded by others.

Elder Zhao is old and naturally understands what Wu Hao means. I didn't expect to modify the competition system but let Wu Hao take advantage of the loophole. He has no choice but to do this.

"In this game, Lin Haisheng." Elder Zhao announced helplessly.

At this moment, Lin Hai has a feeling of wrying bitterly. What is this? He announced that he has won, but people with eyes can see that he is actually not Wu Hao's opponent at all. His victory will not be regarded as glory, but will be ridiculed.

"No. 2" Elder Zhao shouted the number that was about to come to power.

Looking at the two people on the stage, the people on the stage exclaimed, because they were both seeded players of the conference.

"Zhao Yaner" Zhao Yaner opened her red lips and spit out her name. It is a courtesy to report her home when fighting with others, which can also be seen that she does not hate Gong Yi.

"Gong Yi" looked at this cold beauty so closely for the first time. Gong Yi secretly sighed that it was simply a masterpiece of God. Zhao Yaner gave him the feeling of a fairy who does not eat fireworks in the world. Her beauty is pure and natural, and does not need to be carved with rouge powder.

Seeing Gong Yi staring at herself without blinking, Zhao Yaneryu's face turned slightly red, and the gold and silver rings in her hand were slightly clenched. But Gongyi gave her the feeling that she was not a frivolous person. She could feel that there was an indescribable confidence and pride in the other party's body.

As soon as Elder Zhao's password fell, the whole audience calmed down and watched the competition of the strongest young generation of Tiantaizong. One was the amazingly talented and frightening "little witch". The other is a "blood hand" who has a short period of practice but has a "stunt" skill.

With a clear sound, the evil sword came out of its sheath and pointed to Zhao Yaner. Zhao Yaner's gold and silver double rings posed for both attack and defense. The breeze blew through her temples, adding a little more beauty.

The sound of breaking the sky sounded, and the three-foot-four-inch evil sword stabbed Zhao Yaner, and Zhao Yaner did not move. The sword and the double ring quickly hit more than ten times. In a tentative battle, Gong Yi already knows that the spiritual power in the opponent's body is far better than himself. If he wants to win, he can only win with fast swordsmanship and ten finger killing. However, the other party knows that he can urge the finger, so he must take strict precautions. Unfortunately, his swordsmanship has not yet reached the level of "dragon".

And Zhao Yaner also knows that the other party's move is fast and can almost make up for the gap in spiritual power. After all, the use of spiritual power by martial artists in the early stage is very limited. Now only by guarding against his fingering can he be defeated with double-ring cooperation. Thinking of this, Zhao Yaner moved her left hand slightly, and the golden ring swirled against the bow game.

The bow and sword was a grid, but he felt that the spiritual power injected into the ring rushed to him. He took a few steps back to remove most of this energy, but his chest was faintly painful by the force of this blow. He was not allowed to think much about it. Zhao Yaner's second ring had also been attacked. After receiving the previous lesson, Gong Yi did not dare to welcome it. His sword walked away and jumped to the side with strength.

Zhao Yaner's double rings came in turn, and one ring was as fast as one ring. For a moment, Gong Yi was in a hurry and quite embarrassed.

"The little witch was really powerful and beat the boy more and more panicked." Under the ring, a man said to the people beside him.

"Yes, it's not easy to marry such a beautiful woman."

"cut"

Looking at the two people on the stage, Wu Hao's face showed a complex and difficult expression. He wanted Zhao Yaner to win, because he had always liked this girl, but he was arrogant and never showed it, but at the same time, he wanted Gong Yi to win, otherwise his defeat just now would become meaningless.

"This boy is unlucky enough." Lin Hai also hurriedly rubbed his hands under the stage. "Directly against this little witch, even if he wins, he will deal with Wu Hao's pervert."

Gong Yi on the stage knew about his family. At this moment, his forehead was already a little sweaty, but he had no time to take care of it. Zhao Yaner's offensive did not give him a chance to breathe at all. Looking at the beautiful woman's jade arms in front of him dance continuously, the double rings flew up and down due to her spiritual power. Suddenly, there was a flash of inspiration in Gong Yi's head, and he no longer tried hard. Support, but the sword of the right hand was connected, but her feet retreated more than ten steps. Zhao Yaner was slightly stunned. Taking advantage of this buffering, Gong Yi pointed her left little finger to Zhao Yaner crazily. But such a fingering naturally does not pose a threat to Zhao Yaner. Zhao Yaner's body flashed, and at the same time blocked the fingering power of the bow with gold and silver rings. At this time, Gong Yi also danced his sword to attack Zhao Yaner. Under the shadow of the sword all over the sky, Zhao Yaner did not retreat at all. She rotated like a double ring wheel and held the sword rain of Gong Yi.

Bow Yi laughed and became crazy. He knew that he had just dodged and completely violated the sword intention of the Crazy Dragon Sword. At this moment, he was moving forward and put out his sword with his heart. He made one move at will, and he felt that the swordsmanship was easy to use. Bow's eyes flashed with the happiness brought by the battle, and his high fighting spirit drove his momentum far better than before.

Zhao Liner was puzzled. In his eyes, the bow game at this moment was like a rebirth. Although the strange swordsmanship sealed his body with double rings, it was still almost attacked by him several times. The other party burst into strong self-confidence in an instant, and the conventional madness of swordsmanship made himself cope with it.

"Hey" Zhao Yaner scolded gently, and the spiritual power in her body surged in an instant. She hit the two rings at the same time, shaking back the bow and game sword, and then the spiritual power of her whole body gathered in her palms and waved forward.

An elder in the stand of the "Stacking Wave Palm Method" exclaimed, and then said to Elder Zhao, "Mr. Zhao, I didn't expect you to pass on this famous stunt to your little granddaughter."

Elder Zhao smiled bitterly in his heart. The power of this method is indeed infinite, seven times in a row, and the power is increasing. However, Zhao Yaner's foundation is still shallow, and she can't exert the power of this palm at all. She is quite reluctant three times in a row. If she is a little careless, there will be a disaster of counterattack.

The palm attack, and the bow game was blown and the long hair danced wildly. That force made him feel suffocated, and the evil sword frequently moved in front of him to remove the oncoming palm.

In the second palm, a square brick on the ring was lifted and attacked Gong Yi's chest. Gong Yi had just been repelled by Zhao Yaner's first palm and his foothold was unstable. At this time, it was too late to flash aside. He waved his left palm and abruptly took the brick below.

The "bang" bow game was directly thrown out, and his left palm was bloody. Under the severe pain in his chest, he couldn't stand it anymore and spit out a big mouthful of blood. Relying on his strong physique, he just suffered some internal injuries. He can feel that Zhao Yaner's third palm is brewing. If he is hit by this crazy woman again, he will undoubtedly lose. For today's plan, only by using ten fingers to kill one finger can he have a chance to win. Gong Yi did not dare to delay for a moment, and his spiritual power gathered at an accelerated pace, all along his left arm and towards his left little finger. Due to the high speed and the violent spiritual power, the sleeve of Gongyi's left arm was directly shattered into countless pieces of cloth.

Zhao Yaner is not having a good time at this moment. She also knows that her stacking palm is not enough. Grandpa has also told her many times not to use this domineering palm. After all, her cultivation can't stand such a spiritual consumption. After sending out two palms, she could already feel that her body was a little unsistible, but when she found that the two palms did not defeat Gong Yi, she once again ignited her fighting spirit and was called a genius since she was a child. She always thought that there were few resistance in her peers, but she didn't expect that the competition for the top five in a sect was so thorny. Hand, she will never allow herself to fail here. She clearly knows that now she can't challenge others with her physical condition, so that she can only have no chance to the top five. She has always wanted to leave the sect to see the young strong man of the world, so she will never allow herself to stop here.

As the spiritual power of the third palm gradually condensed, Zhao Yaner felt that her physical function was gradually declining. If this palm still could not defeat the bow game, she could only end up with hatred.

Finally, Zhao Yaner sent out her third palm and rushed to Gong Yi with a fierce roar like a big storm.

The blue veins of Gong Yi's left arm are prominent, and all the spiritual power in his body has been gathered here.

At the moment when Zhao Yaner's palm hit, the little finger of her left hand pointed to Zhao Yaner with all her strength. The sound of finger breaking the sky is like a sharp whistle, giving people a harsh feeling.

"How could this happen" in the stands, the elders looked at this scene in disbelief. They never thought that two 15-year-old teenagers could launch such an attack.

The disciples of the sect under the stage opened their mouths one by one, and they were completely shocked by the scene created by Gong Yi and Zhao Yaner. And Wu Hao is not as confident as he was just now, and he is not sure whether he can defeat anyone in the ring.

"Is everything okay with the bow?" The Bodhi bird said to Zhao Weiyang.

"It can only be said that his life will not be in danger. Maybe such a battle will benefit him a lot." Zhao Weiyang said, but his eyes were always fixed on the two people in the ring.

The palm and finger finally met between the two teenagers, and surprisingly did not make a deafening sound. But when the finger force touched the vast palm force, the palm force emitted by Zhao Yaner formed a whirlpool, which gradually resolved the finger force stimulated by the bow game. Slowly, it turned out to be invisible.

Gong Yi and Zhao Yaner both fell into the ring. They looked at each other at the same time. This time, there was no spark of war, but looked at each other and smiled at each other.

Seeing the current situation, Zhao Weiyang and Elder Zhao flew to the ring one after another and picked them up and left.

"Bow, you can't die," cried the bodhi bird.

"Shut your crow's mouth and you will die." Gong Yi gasped and said.