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The space of the restaurant is not very spacious, and with the chairs and tables placed, it becomes even more cramped. This is a test for both parties.
Amidst the shouts, Zhou Wenbo drew his sword like lightning, ruthlessly and ruthlessly. He made up his mind to be punished by Xiao Jihai and take the opportunity to destroy Liang Qiufeng.
The so-called "destroy" does not necessarily mean killing, wounding or maiming is enough.
In Zhongnan City, Zhou Wenbo is very confident. Now that the Jian Mansion is not as good as before, there are many places where he has to rely on the Zhou family. In addition, he is an outstanding and handsome man with outstanding qualifications. He does not believe that Xiao Jihai will tear himself apart for Liang Qiufeng.
Shameless.
Therefore, as soon as he made a move, he used the "Thunder Sword Technique" that he was proud of throughout his life. It was lightning fast and the sword light enveloped Liang Qiufeng.
"good!"
Sister Lan Lingling, who was watching the game from the back, was already clapping her hands and cheering.
Lan Lingling glanced at her and said, "Meimei, let's get out of the way."
Not to mention them, Fu Renfu and Zhang Jinxiu, who were watching the battle at this time, walked away on their own initiative, paying attention to the battle situation with different expressions.
Clang clang clang!
Within a few breaths, there were intense sounds of clashing swords. But seeing the two swords gleaming together, fighting fast, it was dazzling. If you blink your eyes, you will not know how many moves you have missed.
Fu Renfu watched nervously, and soon saw that Zhou Wenbo had the upper hand, forcing Liang Qiufeng to be a little stretched.
Zhou Wenbo's swordsmanship is not only fast, but also contains a domineering force. It is as powerful as thunder, coming with a bang, which is very shocking. On the other hand, Liang Qiufeng's "Thirty-Six Swords of Chasing the Wind" from Dao Jian Tang is certainly of high quality.
It's a higher level, but it's clear that it's not fully mastered, and it can only be practiced to a small level.
More importantly, Fu Renfu saw that Liang Qiufeng's body and sword steps were obviously a little sluggish, and did not match his sword skills, and even hindered him.
"Hey, Qiu Feng is going to lose..."
He sighed in his heart. This result may have been expected, but seeing it happen with his own eyes was uncomfortable after all. He was close to Liang Qiufeng.
Also convinced that Liang Qiufeng was going to lose were Zhang Jinxiu and Lan Lingling. However, Zhang Jinxiu seemed cold. Although she didn't like Liang Qiufeng, she didn't like Zhou Wenbo even more. It was well known that the Zhang and Zhou families were at odds.
The personal relationship with Lan Meimei belongs more to her daughter's family. After all, the Lan family is the Lan family, and many things cannot be generalized.
On the other side, sisters Lan Lingling were very excited.
"Hey, that's not right!"
After watching intently for half a quarter of an hour, Fu Renfu saw the clues. Although Liang Qiufeng was at a disadvantage in the situation, he was like a small boat in the stormy sea, floating up and down, and was never destroyed by the wind and waves. He remained firm.
Hold on firmly.
There was no confusion in his sword steps, his sword technique was as rigorous as ever, and as for his demeanor, there was no trace of panic.
Amidst the stalemate, there is a faint trend of deadlock, which is really unexpected.
The two swords clashed with each other, and their energy surged forward, splitting the chairs and tables they touched into pieces, and the commotion suddenly became louder.
Unable to defeat the opponent in a short time, Zhou Wenbo became a little anxious. He was worried that the news would be leaked and it would soon reach Xiao Jihai. Or, if Zhang Jiangshan and others came after hearing the news, it would be difficult to follow this battle.
My mind was broken.
No, this is a rare opportunity and cannot be missed. You must kill him hard and fight quickly!
Having made up his mind, Zhou Wenbo's eyes flashed with a vicious look, and his swordsmanship suddenly changed, from wide open and close to weird and sinister, with the sword moving sideways. At the same time, his free left hand was secretly hidden in his sleeve, only occasionally leaking out.
A little blue sheen.
"The opportunity is now!"
After another dozen or so moves, Zhou Wenbo finally found a flaw in Liang Qiufeng. He was overjoyed. He suddenly thrust out his left hand hidden in his sleeve, and the two fingers of his index and middle condensed into a little blue light, and silently pointed at Liang Qiu Feng.
The vital point at the waist.
Before his fingertips reached him, a wisp of cold air hit him, making people shiver all over, and the infuriating energy flowing through his meridians stagnated for a moment.
"He Yin Finger"!
Zhou Wenbo used vicious means to collect the unique Huang-level top-grade martial arts skills developed by the virgin Yuanyin.
When you meet an opponent in chess, what determines the outcome is often a subtle change or a mistake in the battle situation.
The true energy in his body was not flowing smoothly, Liang Qiufeng's swordsmanship was immediately affected, and more flaws emerged at the same time.
"Fall down!"
Zhou Wenbo was unyielding and thrust his sword sharply, aiming right at Liang Qiu Feng's ribs.
This sword is extremely clever. Firstly, it attacks Liang Qiufeng unprepared; secondly, it is not a killing move and will not directly kill Liang Qiufeng, leaving some room for him.
However, as soon as the blade of the sword penetrates his flesh, the hidden force will immediately burst out, severely injuring Liang Qiufeng. He could be laid up for a year and a half, or he could never be able to hold a sword for the rest of his life.
"careful!"
Fu Renfu looked nervous, and his heart almost jumped into his throat.
In an instant, Liang Qiufeng, who seemed to be completely defeated, was in the process of retreating quickly. The Lingfeng sword in his hand suddenly trembled, and he drew the sword with his backhand. The sword's edge was like lightning, and it pierced Zhou Wenbo's throat.
Point sword style!
"What?"
Zhou Wenbo was surprised. He didn't expect that under such unfavorable circumstances, Liang Qiufeng could still use his sword, and this sword...
The sword glowed fiercely, with a chill that penetrated the bones. The speed was unparalleled, precisely because it was too fast and too sharp, as if Zhou Wenbo's body was uncontrollably moving towards the tip of the opponent's sword.
It’s like giving up to death!
What kind of swordsmanship is this?
Zhou Wenbo was so horrified that he couldn't care about anything for a moment. He didn't even have time to care about his image in the electric light. He rolled back on the spot, knocking over several tables behind him, and retreated several feet away.
He stood firm and looked over with lingering fear.
Liang Qiufeng stood tall, his Lingfeng sword sheathed, and said calmly: "Senior Brother Zhou, I admit it."
"you!"
Zhou Wenbo's mood was still in the excitement of escaping from death, and his voice became shrill and out of tune. He really couldn't understand how Liang Qiufeng used the sword just now, like an antelope hanging its horns, without any trace.
What's even more terrifying is that the other party must have held back due to the rules of the sect, otherwise, he might have been killed on the spot.
He lost, he actually lost, and he lost to a boy who had just learned the sword. How could it be possible?
A strong sense of frustration surged like a tidal wave, making him, who had always been proud and arrogant, feel dejected.
If being cut off by Liang Qiufeng and snatching away "The Thirty-six Swords of Chasing the Wind" in the lecture hall was an accident, then right now, it was like a slap on the face, mercilessly.
noodle.
After the humiliation, there were waves of uncontrollable fear, fearful of Liang Qiufeng's rapid growth rate - once upon a time, the opponent was just a small character who could be easily trampled to death. In just a short time, the world has been turned upside down.
"Brother Wenbo, your throat!"
Among the spectators who were stunned by the result, Lan Meimei was the first to wake up. She opened her eyes wide and looked at Zhou Wenbo's throat and screamed in surprise.
Zhou Wenbo stretched out his hand and touched it, and saw a bright red patch of blood.
Even though he dodged the previous sword as fast as possible, he was still stabbed in the throat by the sword without realizing it, causing bleeding.
At this time, he felt severe pain in his heart, and all kinds of negative emotions were mixed and crowded together, making his heart so dense that he could not breathe. His vision went dark, and he fell to the ground and fainted.