Chapter 116 Black and White War

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Ye Wuying stood on the ring in a ragged black dress. There was still a burst of color under the stage. He completely forgot that they had just been optimistic about the flowers and butterflies. It was too fast to see the wind turn the rudder.

The previous beautiful flower butterfly blushed with shame and said, "I didn't expect that my little brother was still in your calculation! However, when did you think of this trick? It seduced me so hard! It's not as easy as this, and it may not be easy to lose.

The night cat's cold face and a smile said, "When you were almost hurt by me when you closed your eyes several times, I thought of it."

"Well, you deliberately gave in to the next few risks." Hua Butterfly nodded and hugged Ye Wuying and said, "Thank you for the painful lesson you gave me. Next time I will be more careful. There are quite a lot of masters in this martial arts competition. I hope Brother Ye will continue to work hard and win the position of son-in-law as soon as possible.

The butterfly flew like a butterfly and disappeared from everyone's sight with a bunch of flowers. This afternoon's competition should pass again, and the remaining time is not enough for the masters to compete.

After the flower butterfly disappeared, Ye Wuying took out his iron card and also disappeared. He temporarily gave the ring to those hairy young people who were not good at martial arts.

As soon as the princes and princesses in the colorful shed had an addiction, they no longer thought that the ring was quite boring. They continued to talk about the moves just now. Xiaoguding listened and deeply engraved the trick of the careful driving of the adult ship in their hearts. The front rut was reversed, and the latter was a warning.

On the third day of Wubi, it may be because the winner of Wenbi came out yesterday, and the masters of Wubi no longer hid and decided to win or lose as soon as possible.

However, there are still people who are not interested. As soon as the general Black Armor, who was waiting for the examination, sat down and jumped to the high martial arts competition. Ye Wuying snorted softly, "At this time, it's time to let you play enough."

With a bullet body, black arrows shot at the martial arts competition.

The young man who jumped to the stage grabbed his scalp awkwardly and hugged his fist in surprise, "Brother Ye, why did you come to power so early today? Isn't it all left as the finale? Why don't you let me play first?"

The group of spectators under the ring laughed and said, "This time I hit the iron plate. Let's get down obediently!"

The night cat snorted softly in its nostrils and stared at him coldly.

"Okay, I'll go, I can't go yet!"

The young man jumped down from the ring and stood honestly in the Wubi camp. Suddenly, a soldier pointed to his nose and shouted, "Since you have lost, there is no place for you here. Go and watch!"

The young man looked at the soldier pointing to his nose in astonishment and suddenly found that it seemed to be the same thing, so he had to walk out of the more spacious martial arts camp in the laughter of the people next to him. If you had known this, why did you have to do it in the first place! He squeezed the people next to him near the guards and squeezed out a place to continue to watch the upcoming wonderful competition.

Perhaps he felt that today's atmosphere was wrong and became more nervous. Wu Bi players automatically gave up the front position to the most powerful victorious knife - Heng Wuji, a scholar in white - Shui Qingyu.

The two were also rude. Seeing that the night owl had come to power first and looked at each other, the scholar in white said, "Brother, are you going up first, or should I go first?"

Heng Wuji smiled and said proudly, "His body is too elegant. He is the same as you. He should have let your two families perform and compete for each other, but no matter who wins or loses, I still have to be the other after all. In this case, why don't you let me make a fool of yourself first?

The scholar in white nodded and smiled, "Brother Heng is really bold. This advantage is not at all. However, the scholar felt that it would be more interesting for me to compare with him first. Brother Heng, you'd better give it to me first.

Heng Wuji laughed and said, "Brother Shui is even more bold. There is no pedantic atmosphere of a scholar at all. I like it. In this case, I will take advantage of it first and watch your wonderful performance first.

Shui Qingyu nodded with a smile and jumped lightly onto the high martial arts competition.

The night cat's cold eyes flashed again and nodded slightly. It was rare for him to hold his fist and take the initiative to praise, "Brother Shui is talented, both literary and martial arts, and Ye is admired!"

Brother Shui also returned a salute and smiled, "Brother Ye is also scheming, and I am also impressed. Take this rare opportunity to see who the two of us are stronger.

The night cat nodded and said, "Wuying has this idea. I didn't expect that Brother Shui could figure out my brother's mind and complete my idea first. Let's start the test now."

The two stood opposite each other casually, but their eyes stared at each other instantly. In this way, the two spent half a column of incense just looking at each other's time!

"Fight, what are you doing standing stupidly?"

The spectators under the ring looked impatient and shouted one after another.

The arrogant Ye Wuying frowned slightly, and the scholar in white took this opportunity to move. He floated to the night cat and poked the folding fan in his hand straight into his eyes.

The momentum of thunder is extremely fast and fierce, which is quite different from his gently floating body.

Even if he took this opportunity, the fan was short and the sword was long. The night owl didn't understand why he poked his eyes directly at this time and tilted his head back, but the soft sword in his hand rolled up to the wrist of the scholar in white without hesitation.

The scholar in white folded his fan lightly and gently pointed at the tip of the sword, but before the point, he also sent a fan bone nail and shot directly into the back eyes of the night cat.

White clothes really took the lead and took this thunderous momentum. Sincerely, he intends to defeat the enemy with one blow and fight quickly.

The fan bone steel needle came and came to the eyes of the night cat, and the night cat had just dodged the white scholar's previous poke back, and it was exhausted and the situation was worrying.

How can the night owl's skills be covered? The body turned over like a spirit cat and moved a few feet to the side. The steel needle narrowly rubbed his skin and shocked him into a cold sweat.

The scholar in white finally took the lead and would let him go so easily. Before the night cat stood up, the folding fan in his hand hit the night cat's throat and chest one after another.

The night cat stood up and leaned back repeatedly, and the soft sword in its hand was always wrapped around the wrist and throat of the scholar in white.

One chased quickly, the other retreated elegantly, and every blow was narrowly avoided. And the night cat seemed to have eyes on its back. Even backwards, it also circled around the ring without a straight line.

Obviously, the spectators under the stage have never seen a master who is half-slanted and still retreats so fast. It's really wonderful! They stared at the stage, and the cheers were louder.

The scholar in white suddenly shot another steel needle and hit the heart of the night owl. His body was so big that he could no longer move sideways.

The night cat saw the steel needle coming and quickly blocked the soft sword in the heart position.

"Pong!"

The steel needle shot on the soft sword and splashed a spark. With the anti-shock force of this, the night cat simply lay down on the ground, avoiding a fan cut to the throat of the scholar in white, and then a lazy donkey rolled over, jumped up in confusion, bounced and retreated away.

took the lead and wasted two fan bone steel needles in vain. In addition to forcing the night cat to retreat in confusion and roll on the ground, not even a single hair was hurt.

The scholar in white smiled slightly and continued to fight with the night cat. He didn't think that he could win just by taking the lead with this move, and he just did his best.

In the next struggle, the two became more cautious. The soft sword rolled and stinged as they were, and the fine steel fan opened and closed, but no one fan bone steel needle shot out.

The more they fought, the more they became, and they turned a deaf ear to the sound of applause under the ring. At this moment, in their eyes, there were only each other's eyes and movements.

On the ring, the white shadow and the dark shadow fly up and down from time to time. You chase me and fight for hundreds of rounds in a blink of an eye, but no one can do anything about it.

Sure enough, it is difficult to win or lose.

A fight between the two masters actually fought directly from the morning to noon! The people in the ring still looked at it with fatigue and excitement, and even forgot to worship the five internal organs temple in their stomachs.

Such a competition is their own strength and perseverance, and of course, there is a little luck.

For example, now, the night owl is unlucky! I guess this day is not a good opportunity for him to come out.

He just took a step back and suddenly a dazzling white light pierced, but it turned out to be a long gun in the hands of the guards in the Wubi camp suddenly shook, and the snow-white reflection stabbed the night owl's eyes like an arrow.

The night cat was slightly narrowed by the white light, and he knew that things were not good again. The slender soft sword was splashed with one hand. Without waiting for the scholar in white to do anything, he slanted back again and retreated several feet.

"Wo!"

In the squinting and retreating, the night cat heard a chilling sound, and it was the damn fan bone steel needle again!

"Ah!"

The night owl just opened its eyes and suddenly had a pain in its legs. It had already eaten a steel needle from the scholar in white!

After one blow, the scholar in white no longer chased him. He shook his head and smiled and said, "Brother Ye doesn't seem to be able to come out during the day, so he won this trick!"

The night cat pulled out the fan bone steel needle on its calf with hatred and casually clicked the acupuncture point around it to stop the bleeding. He pinched his hand harder, pinched the fan bone into a crescent hook, and said with a wry smile, "Maybe! I just don't know if Brother Shui is lucky enough to laugh to the end.

The scholar in white shook his head and smiled, "But do your best to rest in peace." If it hadn't been for this accident, I might have lost to Brother Ye.

The night owl shook its head and said, "Luck is also a kind of ability! Even with real kung fu, I may not win Brother Shui, but I can't lose so fast.

The scholar in white smiled and said, "May well be that God thinks we have been fighting for too long and deliberately caused this accident so that we can rest early. Let's go. Today's treat is a gift.

The scholar in white took over the iron plate and went away with the night cat. From then on, there was a pair of brothers who did not know each other and cherished each other.

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