Chapter 95 Cuihua wants to laugh
The big game on the square is still going on, and there are four games in total, including the second Lun and Cuihua. Although Zhang Xiaobao struggled to win the first game, he could not participate in the second game. This means that Zhang Xiaobao's opponent will automatically enter the top four. Although Gongsun Qiao is happy about this, it is also a little boring.
"Cui Cui."
Before Cuihua came on stage, Su Xiaoqi stopped her: "Zhang Xiaobao has his dream, and he can fight to death for his dream. He is a man. You are just a beautiful little girl. I hope you don't be so stubborn. If you can't beat her, just admit defeat.
Cuihua nodded hesitantly: "I know, you don't have to worry about me."
"Come on, sister." Wang Qiang and Zhao Yong followed Su Xiaoqi like three heel worms.
"Come on, sister." Liu Shun blushed and said.
"Sister Cui Cui, come on."
Liu Xiaoxiao waved her little fist, and the 17- or 18-year-old girl seemed to be more naughty than a little Qingluan like a little girl.
Cuihua's opponent is still Sheng Xifeng's name, He Lei, with 14 layers of pulse. Although he has fought once, he still looks at his opponent as if he was not hurt at all. He also went to watch Brother Wang's game. In terms of strength, he is not Wang Dashan's opponent. But he is confident to defeat the stalking little fat man. Although Brother Wang has a higher pulse and stronger attack power, his head is a strong head. A game is a game, and the opponent can't slack off for a moment if he doesn't admit defeat.
He Lei looked at the Cuihua opposite and had no pity for jade at all, and he didn't even have the intention of joking. He just stared at his opponent and defeated her.
"Wow! She is a beautiful sister in Chaoyang. Come on, sister."
Some disciples in white saw the figures of Cuihua gathered around one after another, and someone shouted, "Which peak of the strong man, you should show mercy. Don't hurt our beautiful sister."
"That's right, be careful that I'm anxious with you." Someone joked.
Cuihua was unmoved and bowed her hand and said, "Chaoyang Peak Fang Cuicui, please give me some advice."
He Lei raised his hand: "Sheng Xifeng He Lei." He didn't say the word of instruction. What can a little girl with eleven layers of veins have to teach him?
"Start."
As soon as the elder who announced the game popped out of his mouth, He Lei danced a steel knife and cut it to Cuihua.
"Hey, don't bully my little sister."
Li Xiaoxiao looked at the generous knife trying to grab the stage, as if he had forgotten that they were in the game. Song Yu stretched out her hand in a hurry to block her.
"Sister, Sister Cui will not be in danger, will she?"
Liu Xiaoxiao was stunned for a moment, pointed to He Lei in the ring and scolded, "We don't have any pity for this guy? What a big bastard."
Su Xiaoqi listened to Liu Xiaoxiao's words and wanted to laugh, but he couldn't laugh.
Breaking wind knife.
In the fourteenth layer of the pulse layer, the half-meter-long wide knife shines with a faint light, and the knife is extremely sharp. He Lei, like Wang Dashan, is also from Shengxifeng. He is very powerful, with a large waist and a wide arm. His arms are slightly raised, and a strong wind rushed over.
"Cuihua, it's good if you can't admit defeat. Don't learn from Zhang Xiaobao." Su Xiaoqi looked at the Cuihua on the ring and was very worried.
The green flowers inherit the soft vein of Chaoyang Peak. The blue light is in hand, the sword light is flexible, and the body is like a small boat swinging in the wind and waves.
"Ouch!"
Liu Xiaoxiao grabbed Song Yu's hand and screamed: "That bad guy won't cut the little sister, will he?" Sister, go and save the little sister quickly.
The wind-breaking knife rolled up the sound of the wind, and the green flowers dodged left and right, and their bodies kept retreating. Occasionally, a sword stabbed against the knife body, and there was a soreness on his arm.
"A little water from the dragonfly."
Cuihua's figure has retreated to the edge of the ring. With a coquettish shout, her body suddenly exploded, and the blue light pulled the flower and stabbed He Lei's face. He Lei's steel knife cut diagonally and retreated quickly.
Ding!
A soft sound is like a mosquito bite. Cuihua's sword went away like electricity, and returned like the wind.
He Lei's face was scratched with a small fingernail-like small mouth. Cuihua turned around the sword and turned into an attack in one move.
"Okay, little sister, good job."
Liu Xiaoxiao said proudly, "I taught this trick."
The world's swordsmanship is only fast and unbreakable. Cuihua suddenly used a sword between defeat and retreats and killed He Lei in a hurry.
He Lei took three steps back to stabilize his body. The spiritual power was secretly led, and the wind on the steel knife was even more urgent. He only knew that Chaoyangfeng's swordsmanship was pure and soft, but he didn't expect that it was soft with steel, which was a hidden murder.
He Lei roared, the steel knife cut fiercely, and the knife light went straight to Cuihua with the sound of wind.
The green lotus moved gently and stabbed forward to avoid the blue light of the knife.
He Lei suddenly turned around and changed the steel knife to cut.
Bum!
The swords hit each other and hit countless fires.
The green tiger's mouth hurt, and the sword almost got rid of it. She hurriedly retreated and handed the sword from her right hand to her left hand.
He Lei stepped forward, and the steel knife split down 45 degrees.
Bum!
Cuihua put her sword in front of her, but the other party's strength was too strong and the knife was too strong. Her right arm was powerless, and the blade was cut straight on her right shoulder by the knife.
"Little sister."
Liu Xiaoxiao was shocked, and his beautiful face turned slightly white.
Su Xiaoqi took a step forward and clenched his fists.
"I'll wipe it!"
Some of the disciples in white scolded: "This guy is also so cruel, isn't he? Which peak?"
"Sheng Xifeng's." Someone replied angrily.
"Oh, no wonder he is such a big man. Sheng Xifeng's guys are all a bunch of incomprehensive amorous fishy. Such a beautiful sister can do it."
"If it were me, I wouldn't be willing to take action."
"Then don't compare directly in tomorrow's main competition, and let Chaoyangfeng's senior sister forget it. Anyway, you can't make it to the top ten.
"Fuck, I won't do it."
Cuihua's shoulders were stained red by her own blood, and her figure was pressed back by a steel knife and retreated to the edge of the ring.
"Sister Fang, admit defeat."
He Lei's voice was slightly awe-in, and he didn't mean to withdraw the knife at all.
Cuihua gritted her teeth and slowly leaned back. Her sword was forced into her shoulder inch by inch by the steel knife. He Lei's tall figure stood in front of the green flower like a hill.
"Sister Cui Cui."
Liu Xiaoxiao wanted Sister Cui to admit defeat. She looked at the sword piercing on Cui Cui's body as if it were piercing her own body. But the two words of admitting defeat are in my mouth, but I can't say it.
"Hey, you won. We admit defeat.
Su Xiaoqi knew that although the word "conceding defeat" was simple, it was difficult to say, especially in front of so many people. So he spoke for Cuihua.
"Go down."
He Lei couldn't listen to anyone at all. He just wanted to hear Cuihua say it in person. However, he waited for a long time and lost his patience, but the other party still refused to admit defeat. He had to take a step forward and slammed his arms to knock him off the ring. Only in this way can he guarantee that there will be no accidents.
"Ouch!" Song Yu and Liu Xiaoxiao came to pick them up in shock.
The ring is more than one person high, and the bottom of the ring is covered with hard granite. Sister Cui will definitely fall if she is weightless.
"B bastard."
Su shouted angrily, stepped on the ground and took her to the ring with her willow waist.
He Lei doesn't know who Su Xiaoqi is? It doesn't matter who rushed up? He only thought that the elders under the stage did not announce the result, and no one could stop me from moving forward.
The steel knife turned upside down, and He Lei rushed to knock Su Xiaoqi off the stage with his fists. No one can stand in his ring, except for the elders who announced the results.
"Get out of here."
Su Xiaoqi was furious. I fucking said that we had lost, but you still didn't stop. Now you dare to do it to me. After scolding a rolling word, Su Xiaoqi punched out.
He simply punched him and didn't notice that there was black light on his fist.
Boom!
He Lei's fists collided with Su Xiaoqi's fists. So there was a series of exclamation from the stage.
Plop!
It was just a simple punch, but He Lei's tall figure fell five steps away and fell to the ground with a plop. Then everyone looked at him in surprise and wanted to get up, but tried many times but failed.
The two elders flew to the stage one after another and came to He Lei to look at him. They looked at Su's stingy eyes very strangely, and their clothes were just a handyman who swept the floor. Why is the power of this punch so domineering?
"No matter what happened to me, he asked for it."
Su said innocently, "We have called for defeat, and he still made such a heavy hand. What should I do if I still want to push people off the ring and lose my face? It's crazy to fight with me indiscriminately.
"It's crazy. This guy must be crazy."
Su ssimistically shook her head with Cuihua's death. Cuihua let Su Xiaoqi hold it in her arms, and her eyes looked at Su Xiaoqi strangely. Obviously, you beat people and you can still say such a mess and innocent face.
"Sure enough, he is still the Su Xiaoqi who was scolded as a unruly person in Longquan Town." Cuihua wants to laugh a little.