Chapter 26 What about World War I!

The wind and clouds on the field turned a few times, and the red sandalwood all looked down. Although these tricks are really not technical work for her, she always remembers that the master said that people's thoughts are strange. You can always find something you don't have from others, or see its improved strength from a weak move. Sometimes she looks very seriously, just to see if there is such luck. Of course, she doesn't stare at it seriously all the time. Without her, she won't force it. Many martial arts epiphes should pay attention to that kind of illusory opportunity, although many people disdain that kind of thing.

When Hao Lianliuyue woke up, the red sandalwood was staring at the two people on the stage. He didn't wake up early, and the sun was leaning west. When the woman moved his eyelashes, he had taken away the snow yarn. At this moment, he got up and stood under the parasol, and the setting sun had been able to lengthen his figure. Now he is no longer an ordinary martial artist who can stand on the stage. He can still stand it.

At this moment, it is difficult to distinguish between Lian Di, the twelfth disciple of the Lian Mu School, and Qian Ji, the eighth disciple of Qianshoumen. The skills of the Lian Mu School pay attention to stability and overwhelm their opponents with overwhelming momentum. However, the skill of Qianshoumen is a fluctuation and flash, which is unprepared from an unimaginable angle. The reason why the two can persist for so long is that they have some mutual skills. One is steady and the other is dexterous, and no one can do anything about it.

Lian Di's thunder palm is moving from the front to Qianqian, and the strong air pressure rolls up the surrounding dust and rotates into a circle to press Qianqian with the momentum of thunder. Suddenly, Qian Ji took a deep breath. Qian Ji's left foot quickly cut open a semi-circle and his right foot to get out of the way. A big roc spread his wings and bowed up with his toes. The strong air pressure swept under his feet and directly destroyed the boundary of the ring with a "bang", and the energy carried overturned all the objects close to the ring.

And Qianzhen didn't see these. At this moment, he only has Lian Di in his eyes, and the man still maintains the posture of attacking him. The red sun was shining on his back. And the person opposite looked up after the smoke. Yes, it was this time!

"Why does the man of Lian Mu faction have to look up? As long as he makes up for a blow when he is sure that there is no one in the dust and smoke, the disciple of Qianshoumen will definitely die. You should know that the time when people stop in the air is very short, but they take advantage of the opportunity to temporarily leave the ground and will soon be pulled back. Hao Lianliuyue commented lightly.

"Qian Jin's position was chosen very well. When Lian Di looked up, he was in the same direction as the sun, so the moment Lian Di was forced to squint under the sun's stimulation, it determined his fate." The red sandalwood was naturally received, and it was not surprising that there was suddenly more person around him.

Both of them gathered on the stage. No, to be precise, the whole audience fell on the man whose heart was bleeding through his neck. What happened at that moment just now?

Hao Lianliuyue smoothed the wide sleeves thinly, and then said casually, "At the moment in his eyes, the disciples of Qianshoumen directly penetrated the heart of the Lian Mu faction with the wall nails hidden in his sleeves, and pierced them in an instant."

"The man who passed through his chest did not die in an instant. It took a short time for the body's senses to control the nerves. Qian Ji directly attacked Lian Di with his eyes wide open, and the sharp blade on his nails flashed cold in the sun." The red sandalwood continues. From this, the blood on his neck also knows how it came from.

The disciples of Wanhou Valley removed Lian Di's body from the stage. Except for the unclear sound of Lian Mu faction, everyone looked flat. They are all people who walk in life and death. Who knows if the next one will be yourself. Even if it's yourself, what can you do? You were already ready when you stepped on this road, weren't you?

Qianjin's fierce move calmed down many people, but he stood on the stage and the challenger did not appear. This also means that today's blockbuster is coming out. As everyone expected, Qian Jin looked around the whole audience and said, "Qian Jin is not talented. I want to ask Kuntong to send left and right guardians to teach."

On the side of the Kuntong faction, two people came out from the front, one with a machete, one with a sword, and two people went to the stage, moving as if they were the same.

The left and right guardian legal person of the Hongtong faction called Shuangdao. From the beginning of their appearance, they have been two people, and they have never fought alone. When the two together can double their strength, why should they be alone? The two saluted Qian Jin with a fist: "Kangtong sent two knives to fight."

Two people, one left and one right, and Qian Mi are in a triangle. Preemptive, Qian Jin moved first. As soon as he came up, he was not prepared to hide anything. He had to do his best for the master. He hit the man on the left through the wall, and he attacked the man on the right directly. But after all, Shuangdao is in the top 100, so it's a joke to solve it.

It's just three moves, and the picture is fixed. There was a machete in Qianzhen's front waist, and behind him, a sword passed through his back waist.

The man on the left threw the top of the wall at his feet. Although this thing is fast, it can only deal with those second-rate masters. He wants him to be hit and dream. The man on the right pulled out the machete and wanted to fight with him one-on-one, and didn't wonder if the left would take into account his initial attack.

Everyone sighed for a while. It was worthy of being in the top 100. Even if it was only the 100, it could make people know that it was not a level at all. No wonder their changes can hardly be achieved.

"I don't know if there is anyone else who wants to come up to ask for advice?" Shuangdao did not look at the blood dripping from his weapon, but asked the crowd blankly, and there was no lack of contempt in his voice.

Everyone is forbidden to speak. Even if others talk with their necks held high, others have the right to do so. If they have the ability to beat them down, but if they know that they will die, who will do it?

Seeing that no one reported, Shuangdao was preparing to end the stage. At this time, he heard a cold and slightly childish voice and said, "What if I come to fight?"

Who on earth still wants to die at this time? Everyone looked at the source of the sound and saw the little teenager beside Mr. Liuyue stepping on the stage.

"No way, such a young child wants to go up and play with the top 100? Where's his mother?" A humane who doesn't know which sect.

"What does this moon boy think? Let a child challenge the 100. Another person was puzzled.

The discussion is all over the audience. Of course, there are many silent people. No matter what the child is, at least Mr. Liu Yue does things. They believe in it.

The reflection of the double knife is exactly the opposite of everyone. If they don't pay attention to other people, they are a 13-year-old teenager. At this age, they are so **. When Hao Lianliuyue was in his teens, they had suffered a lot in his hands, and they couldn't help but be careless.

Step by step on the stage, the red sandalwood walked steadily and the pace was very firm, so that the voices of discussion under the stage slowly suppressed under these calm footsteps. Looking at the oncoming teenager, he looked at Hao Lianliuyue with two knives and subconsciously clenched the blade in his hand.

Strangely, for the first time on the court, it was so quiet that no one opened its mouth, and even the previous self-registration number was left behind. Red sandalwood stood still, without even a weapon in his hand, and stood alone. He said he was coming to fight, but he didn't have any intention to fight. The two knives looked at each other and got the information they wanted from the other party's eyes. Then, they moved, and the wind and lightning were blowing.

The two attacked her at the same time. The man in front of her was a little closer to her, and his arrogant fist carried the strength that was not weaker than the sword. The red sandalwood quickly bounced up, closed his legs and kicked the man in the abdomen. Then he used the strength of his waist to forcibly pull his body into a bow. He pulled out his sword from his waist with his right hand, kicked his legs, and turned his back to the sky. The tip of the sword drew a beautiful semi-circle straight stab in the air. The sun wrapped around the tip of the sword, so dazzling.

Turn over and fall to the ground, and the hem of his clothes lifted the dust and rotated and danced. The red sandalwood did not turn around, and a "bang" sounded behind her, and she heard the unbelievable voice of everyone under the stage.

"How is that possible?" Everyone covered their mouths and whispered. What did they really see just now?

The man looked at the sword in front of his chest in disbelief and passed through his chest. It was clean and neat that even the blood did not reflect. It was like a knife of the troupe, cut down, but there was no blood. It turned out that his ending was so dramatic. In an instant, the earth turned around, and the sun pierced people's eyes hurt, but he could no longer close his eyes.

The sound of falling to the ground woke everyone up. Unexpectedly, it was really, one move, only one move. One rolled on the stage with a twisted face in his arms, and the other had died on the spot. Moreover, the person who is not dead is afraid that life is worse than death. When the little teenager kicked his abdomen with his legs, the air on his toes was twisted. When he stared away, his toes rotated deeply in his abdomen. In this way, I'm afraid that his meridians are all messed now.

100st place, removed. Such a line of words came to everyone's mind unconsciously.

Red sandalwood stepped down from the stage and was as calm as he came. She didn't look at everything behind her. Those had nothing to do with her. She is dead, and she doesn't have to make a hypocritical face to disgust herself. If she doesn't do hard, she will be lying on the stage now, and no one will be polite to her.

The red sandalwood won. The most shocking thing was not the people under the stage, but the red, yellow, blue and green along the way. The green half-out mouth came to the red sandalwood and it was not closed.

When Linmu came on stage just now, they were scared. They wanted to pull him back but were stopped by the prince. They asked the prince for an answer for no reason. The prince just looked at the stage and said nothing. They had to grit their teeth and hang their hearts, adjust their bodies to the best condition, and be ready to save him at any time. However, what they didn't expect was that he won. The people they took care of all the way as children solved all the threats to him so neatly. Maybe they are not as good as him.

I had mixed feelings in my heart, and for a while, I didn't know what to say.

The red sandalwood whispered: "Sister Green", and then turned his head to see the yellow, red and blue one by one.

Several people looked at him. What would he say and how should they answer? It seemed that they had vaguely known.

"Thank you," she said, with a soft tone that had never been ever.

The four people looked at each other and smiled tacitly. Green licked Tian's dry lips and pulled out a playful arc: "What does Linmu want to eat? My sister will treat you well today. Boy, awesome, I really can't see that the two people with such a weak body were lying down obediently.

Hong patted him on the shoulder fiercely. In the past, he was afraid that he could not afford the strength of their martial arts practitioners. Now don't worry at all. Son of a bitch, tell me, what else haven't you told us? Let me tell you, frankly, resist and be strict. Let's not say that we will eat all the green things in the future, and resolutely won't leave you any residue.

"..." Does she look like a delicious person? Why didn't she find out? All the time.

Huang was still softer. He came forward and carefully tidied up his clothes and whispered, "We are all happy for you."

Yes, nothing has been deceived. They are all happy that he has such great ability. In this way, there are not many people who can bully him. He has the ability to protect himself, and they don't have to worry so much.

Red sandalwood smiled gently. Although he had already felt that they would understand, it was still different after all. That's great. That's great. It's great to have you.

The blue sword still never leaves her. She stood with the sword in her arms. Her voice was always a little cold, but it was already very light: "You never said that you can't do martial arts, and we have never asked. Your swordsmanship is very sharp. After all, it's blue, and I won't leave martial arts anyway. However, she is really the most understanding person. There is no need for everyone to dig up others. There is always some future, and it takes time to find out.

There is no need for too many words, and the heart has been clarified. Hao Lianyue's warm voice came at the right time: "We should go," and took the lead to walk out of the field. Several people didn't say much and followed up one after another.

The competition is not over. The 100th one has changed owners, and there are nine others to challenge. Today's sun is particularly red, sprinkled on the wind-dried and blood-dried platform, making the whole table attract everyone's attention like a magnetic field. Will the miracle happen again?