Chapter 111 Rigid and Soft Battle

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Although there is already a real knife * competition on the Wubi ring, there are too many masters to participate in the election, and sometimes they encounter equivalent opponents of chess and drums. It often takes a few hours to fight, and there is no score.

Others can't be sure that their martial arts surpass them, so it's hard to say anything. They just look carefully at their martial arts, compared with what they want to do and what they should pay attention to at that time.

For example, on the stage at this time, there was a domineering muscular man who danced a knife, but against him, he was an elegant young man with a sword.

The young warrior who won before has come off the stage and rested, so they are not clear about their respective martial arts routines. As a result, they are like hammer knocking cotton, and they are depressed.

It's not that they didn't hit it with real knives and guns, but the domineering swords and tigers were smashed into the continuous watery sword net and slowly disappeared, feeling quite helpless.

The slender sword in the elegant man's hand is sticky. When he is wrapped in the fierce knife light like a gentle woman, it seems to lean into the overlord's chest, but it is always shaken by his fierceness, like a cold-blooded overlord who is puzzled delicate and weak woman's feelings.

It's not that they always collide with each other, but the sword comes to shake, the sword net, no matter up and down, horizontally cut and obliquely cut, the two are always at the same speed, really like a pair of life and death enemies.

The two jumped on the ring like this. They have fought for two or three hundred rounds, but no one can do anything.

Xiao Guding smiled and said, "Hee hee, look at this scene, it depends on who is tired to death first!" I think the elegant sword will win, because the softness he uses should be able to restrain strength and be more durable than the domineering knife.

Cui Han shook his head and said, but the sword front guard of the king of power shook his head and said, "That's not necessarily true. The elegant sword seems to be easy. Every time the domineering knife shocks, it also makes him feel much better. In addition, every time the domineering knife is cut and split, it seems to be fierce. In fact, only when the real swords are intermingled will it naturally stimulate the fierce road and shake away the long sword of the elegant man. In fact, the two of them are really strong and speed, and their experience is equivalent to chess and drums. If anyone had scored one more point, he would have been able to win this game long ago. They are really a pair of enemies! However, if the routines of the two of them can be combined, the power will be doubled.

Jianfeng looked at the two masters and couldn't help commenting. Although he is much worse than him, he is also more than ten years younger than him, so he can't help but pay attention to it.

Xiaoguding spit out his tongue and said, "Why do I see that every move is powerful, just like using all my strength, but I never thought that the domineering man's mind was really thin! Sure enough, people can't be good-looking!"

The fourth princess smiled and said, "You'd better watch it honestly!" Since you don't know martial arts, sit obediently and don't talk nonsense, so as not to attract jokes.

Xiaoguding said carelessly, "Wow, the joke is the best. Isn't it too boring for everyone to look nervously? Just in time to relax."

Other people are too lazy to pay attention to him as a layman and continue to watch the performance on the stage. If they are not like-like people, there will be relatively fewer common topics.

Seeing that they no longer paid attention to themselves, Xiaoguding stared at the stage excitedly, stopped talking nonsense, and really watched the performance on the stage honestly. But the anger surged in my heart, and I was quite nervous. Now the master is so powerful, what kind of evil will appear in the end?

In Xiaoguding's random thinking, the movements of the two people on the stage have slowed down. Every sword is stabbed out, and every knife is opened, and they have exhausted their strength. No matter whether the sword is intermingled or not, they jump away and gasp for breath to wait for the next blow.

The domineering man leaned on the ground with a machete, gasping and adjusting his breath. The sweat on his head flowed densely, which made his eyes hurt, but he did not dare to wipe it. He stared nervously at the elegant man, like a tired lion, trying his best to regain his strength to wait for a good opportunity to defeat the enemy.

The elegant man's long sword drooped, also gasping for breath, and could no longer maintain his elegant posture. After a little adjustment, he said, "Brother, your knife method is really fierce. After these hundreds of rounds with you, it's really a great pleasure in life. In this way, no matter what the victory or defeat, we will all become the Jinlan brothers. What's your mind?"

The domineering man said, "Heng is trying to do this. Unexpectedly, Brother Ji said it first, so let's go to worship and go to the restaurant to drink hundreds of cups!"

The elegant man smiled bitterly and said, "Brother Heng is really domineering, even drinking, and Ji sacrificed his life to accompany him. Now, let us continue this unfinished comparison, Brother Hengjian.

The elegant man's sword trembled gently, stabbed forward, and suddenly shook a piece of dazzling sword light, like three long swords attacking the throat, chest and lower abdomen of the domineering man at the same time.

Unexpectedly, he had just been so tired that he couldn't hold his breath. The sword seemed to be uncontrollable. When he shook the sword and stabbed it gently, it was fierce, which was very different from his method of the sword.

What makes ordinary people unable to understand is that they were just brothers, but when they drew their swords and fought, they were fatal, as if they were life-and-death feuds, and merciless.

When the domineering man stabbed his sword, he waved the steel knife in his hand, circled forward, circled a knife light, and wrapped the three stabbed swords in the knife light.

Of course, only one sword is true among the three swords. The other two lights and shadows are used to confuse the enemy, and the same is true for the domineering man's knife ring. Only by using virtuality and blocking reality can you win steadily.

The two swords stabbing his throat and chest suddenly stopped one foot forward of the domineering man, and the sword that stabbed his abdomen was as fast as lightning. This sword was his real purpose.

This virtual shadow three thorns, the domineering man has already learned before, knowing that this move is only the first opportunity of this sword, and this opportunity is the key to victory.

The last time, the elegant man stabbed his lower abdomen, so he used his center of gravity to prevent the upper part of his throat and chest. At this time, the elegant man unexpectedly continued to stab his lower abdomen or lower abdomen!

His knife had been set on it waiting to intercept, and the elegant man's sword was close to his lower abdomen. The speed of the two was the same, and it was obviously too late to get back. The sword was deeply cold. He already felt that the material in his lower abdomen was broken, and losing might have become a fore, with a wry smile on his face.

The elegant man obviously did not expect that this sword could take the lead. Originally, he did not want to stab down, but he still had three points of strength to recover. At first glance, he saw that victory was in sight and added all the remaining strength to win in one move.

With the addition of these three points of strength, a smile appeared on his face. After all, he was going to win this game.

In a critical situation, the domineering man pointed his left hand at the long sword clip to stop the power of this thorn. It is impossible for him to sit back and wait for death. As long as he does not see the victory or defeat, he is still hopeful after all.

It seemed that a long sword pierced between his two fingers, and the domineering man's quick clip had actually caught the long sword in the elegant man's hand.

It's just that the sword body is smooth, and coupled with the blow of the elegant man with all his strength, can be blocked by a pinch?

The clip clamped the sword body, and the momentum of the long sword was only slightly blocked. It continued to stab forward. The tip of the sword had already pierced the domineering man's martial arts clothes and stuck to his soft lower abdomen.

The elegant man was overjoyed and was about to say that he had been defeated, but his face suddenly changed.

When the sword was clamped on the left hand by the domineering man, he took advantage of the clip to stop his indomitable momentum. The domineering man closed his abdominal waist and avoided the pierced sword. The elegant man's long sword did hurt the domineering man's abdomen, but it only scratched a little skin on his waist, showing a faint blood stain. If the elegant man is cut aside again, he will definitely hurt the domineering man.

However, he knows that he has no chance! Sure enough, there was a fine steel knife on his neck. As long as the domineering man was gently, his handsome head would roll down the ring.

The elegant man sighed, took back the long sword, lowered his head and sighed, "I didn't expect to fall into the calculation of the brother in the end! It's ridiculous that I still think I have the opportunity. Brother Heng's scheming is completely inconsistent with Brother Heng's burly figure, which seems to be a loyal face. The younger brother sighed at himself! Let's go back to insert incense as an alliance and form the Jinlan brothers.

Seeing the last scene, the peak twists and turns, the crowd under the stage looked extremely excited, bursting out the warmest applause since the competition, and lasted for a long time.

General Black Armor returned the domineering man's iron medal and praised: "Congratulations! Heng Wuji, continue to work hard. I'm optimistic about you. Don't let me down!"

Heng Wuji held his fist and said, "General Xie's auspicious words!"

The elegant man looked pitifully at the iron card that he could no longer have. He looked at the iron card in Heng Wuji's hand enviously and said, "After all, Brother Heng has won. I'm here to wish Brother Heng to return to the beauty as soon as possible. Let's go."

At this time, the two men's clothes were ragged, sweaty, and a little sleepy in excitement. After the competition, they didn't even have the strength to jump off the ring, so they had to help each other tiredly walk off the stage.

The crowd spontaneously squeezed out a road and watched the heroic figures leave. The victory was extremely beautiful, and the defeat was also not humiliating.

The two fought endlessly on the ring for hundreds of rounds. Although it had already been lunch time, no one left in order to watch this last wonderful performance, even the prince and princess in the greenhouse.

At this time, the competition was over. Without the prince's words, General Black Armor stood on the stage and said, "Heroes and heroes, this is the rest time for lunch. In order not to let you miss the meal, Wu Bi will continue until the afternoon. Please go back and refresh yourself and come back in the afternoon.

King Quan nodded with satisfaction. The morning's test was smooth. Although there was blood, it was only minor injuries and so on. It was nothing serious.

Immediately, the prince and the princesses drove back home magnificently.

Poor those who were inexperienced last time, and this time the people who brought enough dry food miscalculated again. He only shook his head with a bitter smile and was too lazy to move again. He stayed in place and nibbled dry food, waiting for the wonderful competition that was about to happen this afternoon.

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