Chapter 62 Watch the Bloody Duel

"So leisurely, Lu Yi, come to see their boring duel?" The white-faced tiger smiled with an arrogant and polite look.

"Yes! I really want to see your heroic demeanor in the presence again. Unfortunately, I haven't seen it for a long time. The girl, known as Lu Yi, scratched her head and said with a charming smile.

Her verbal actions made Wang Wujian suddenly disgusted, and he could hear that there was something in her words.

"It's true! I haven't found a competition for a long time. The strong people at the same level have been defeated by my sword. As for the new young dolls!" The white-faced tiger glanced at Wang Wujian in a disdainful voice and said, "They are even more vulnerable."

Wang Wujian understands that he is provocative, but he will not give this arrogant guy a chance to show in front of a beautiful woman. Moreover, the strength of the two is not at the same level at all. The victory or defeat is not known. Wang Wujian will not be stupid enough to ask for trouble.

"Weeds are not whether they are tender or not, but whether they can be eaten. Old and hard weeds are all over the world, but excellent horses ignore those weeds." Wang Wujian smiled sarcastically, and then turned back to his seat.

The white-faced tiger was slightly angry, but in front of the beautiful woman, he forcibly suppressed his anger in order to maintain a consistent gentlemanly demeanor.

Before long, Wang Wujian found that the white-faced tiger left alone, while Lv Yi sat not far from Wang Wujian and ran a charming eye to him from time to time, which made Wang Wujian frighten every time.

About half an hour later, the whole tower was full, and even the aisle was full of people and even folded arhats at the door.

The two expected protagonists came out of the lounges on both sides. The one on the left was dressed in a gray suit and held a gray long gun in his hand, and even his whole body looked gray; the one on the right was dressed in a black suit, holding two wolf-tooth knives in his hand, with a strong body and murderous face.

"It's so handsome!" There were girls in the front row who were fascinated by the smell of the two duels. Wang Wujian and others were also intoxicated by this tense and fierce atmosphere, and even couldn't sit still, trying to run to the edge of the stage to cheer for them.

There is a sign in the center of the battle platform, with four blood-red characters: life-and-death duel; in front of the sign, there is a high table covered with life-and-death contracts, pen and ink and other things.

"Good afternoon, students. This is the duel tower of Shengwu Academy. Today, we ushered in a bloody duel in the new school year." A camera police commentator suddenly jumped on the wide stage, with a strong figure, bright eyes and teeth, and beautiful feet. "Please be the initiator of today's duel: Tian Wuhen."

As the commentator pointed to the man on the right and shouted, the stage also responded with excited calls and thunderous applause.

"And, the respondent of today's duel: Di Wu." The man pointed to the man on the left and introduced loudly, "And I! He is the first romantic and handsome commentator in the history of the college: Wuya Zui.

The stage responded with laughter and boos.

"Cough, in order to prevent someone from being half dead in a duel! Both of them smeared poison on their weapons. In other words, today is a real life-and-death duel. Only one person can get off the duel platform. Of course, they may die together. Wu Yazui ignored the abusive and cruel boos under the stage and continued, "Now two life-and-death duels are invited to the stage to make a bet!"

Tian Wuhen and Di walked up to the duel platform step by step, staring at each other, and the weapons in their hands also became extraordinary because of the joining of the martial soul.

Wang Wujian is envious in his heart. He is not only envious of their heroic courage to risk their lives, but also envious of the flashing blue light on the weapons in their hands. It is the color of soul power stimulated by the martial arts in a mysterious realm, and in terms of color, their martial souls have reached the growth level.

After the two sides signed a life-and-death contract, the duel officially began. But the two did not rush to fight immediately, but waited for the opportunity for each other.

"As in the past, the duel sides are spinning on the stage again. Don't worry about the audience. They are looking for a powerful opportunity. New students present must pay attention to it! Finding flaws is the key to winning. Wu Ya Zui began to explain loudly that the sound transmission he used was a small loudspeaker connected to every corner of the roof, which was loud and did not damage the sound quality. Make these freshmen curious.

"The two of them stared at each other, but no one took the lead in taking action. Everyone who is good at martial arts knows that the person who takes action first must also be the one who shows the flaw first, so there is a greater chance of defeat." Wu Yazui continued his commentary in order to adjust the dull atmosphere at the scene.

Wang Wujian nodded in agreement with his point of view. The martial arts technician once told him that although the first move has the advantage of taking the lead, there is no perfect move in the world, and the action is also intended to reveal flaws for the other party.

"Hey! The two of them are slowly approaching. Wu Ya was drunk and shouted in surprise, causing the students around him to shout: "Bight, hit, hit..."

"With everyone's joint efforts, the distance between the duel is only one shot away. Well, it's strange. Why did Tian Wuhen, who was holding a gun, stabbed him with a gun? The other party is completely within his attack range!" Wuya shouted drunkenly and confusedly.

"It's really hard. If I want Diwu, I must take a step forward and make a 'poisonous snake out of the hole'."

"It seems that the two sides of the duel have not reached the highest level of life and death behind their heads. They have been reluctant to fight for a long time. Are you going to wear out the martial soul?"

"Alas! Afraid of death and duel in public! What a waste of everyone's wonderful lunch break!"

Wuyazui unconsciously vented his complaints on the loudspeaker, causing the onlookers to follow, and the scene was chaotic and noisy.

"Hey! Finally, he did it. The left Tianwuhen made a move to hit the other party's throat. The right flute separated the gun with five pairs of knives and slid along the side of the gun. The cremation splashed from the blade. It was really gorgeous.

"The two began to fight closely, which was extremely unfavorable to Tian Wuhen, who used long weapons! The blue soul light illuminates the two ferocious faces. Look, the flute and two big knives rotate alternately, and almost cut each other's skin five times and three times. Once again, I would like to remind the audience that as long as you are touched by the skin and flesh, you will definitely die, because the weapons of both sides are smeared with the most poisonous poison in the world!"

"Tian Wuhen suddenly turned around. Does he want to escape? Ah! No, but it's a shot back, and the trailing flute five is going to be defeated?

"Good boy, Di Wu's skills are really fierce. He rolled on the spot to avoid his fierce blow, and then he half knelt on the ground and swung his legs to the sky."

"My God, the bloody moment is coming!" Wuya roared in horror, which made the audience sigh.

"It's strange, why did Di Wu's double knives cut on Tian Wuhen's leg, but he didn't respond? Could it be that the young Tian Wuhen has become a long-lost golden bell cover?