After the others left, Yang Liuqing's eyes changed and she raised her head slightly.
"Dong Shijie, you don't have to be hypocritical."
"I know exactly what kind of person you are, a despicable and shameless person."
Dong Shijie's face darkened and his eyelids twitched twice.
"Yang Liuqing, don't you understand that misfortunes come from your mouth?"
"You'd better apologize to me right away, otherwise... you won't even have time to regret it."
"What? Apologize to you?"
Yang Liuqing mocked: "Idiot, who do you think you are?"
"You are the master of the Yunfeng Martial Arts Association, but in front of me, you are just a low-ranking person."
"Yeah?"
Dong Shijie wasn't angry either and narrowed his eyes with a smile.
"Well said!"
"Let me, a humble little character, teach you a profound lesson."
'brush!'
As soon as she finished speaking, Dong Shijie flashed and was in front of her in the blink of an eye.
"What?"
Yang Liuqing was shocked. She never expected that the opponent would be so fast.
But Dong Shijie did not take action immediately, but looked at him and smiled evilly.
"court death!"
Yang Liuqing shouted loudly, jumped up and went straight to his head.
Dong Shijie took a step back and easily avoided it.
"ah!"
Yang Liuqing followed up with a series of legs, suppressing him crazily all the way.
High kicks, horizontal kicks, sweeping kicks, the kicking techniques are ever-changing and dazzling.
Dong Shijie is like a loach, weaving back and forth in her messy legs, and can save the day every time.
"Too slow, too slow."
"Faster, faster."
Dong Shijie avoided and mocked.
"You bastard, don't be so arrogant."
Yang Liuqing cursed loudly, jumped up and kneed the opponent directly in the face.
Dong Shijie instinctively blocked with one arm and was knocked back two steps on the spot.
"Through the heart and feet!"
When Yang Liuqing saw that the opportunity had come, she spun half a circle in the air and kicked the opponent in the heart.
'Bang!'
There was a muffled sound, and Dong Shijie swung his fist to meet her, hitting the sole of her foot.
Yang Liuqing howled in pain and flew backwards, falling onto the ring.
She turned over and was about to get up when her right foot hurt so much that she knelt down on one knee.
The entire audience was completely silent. Yang Liuqing, who had the advantage, instantly became a disadvantage.
Dong Shijie raised his eyebrows and shook his finger.
"Oh! Yang Liuqing, is this all you have? Are you worthy of everyone's praise?"
"It disappoints me so much that I have no interest in beating you anymore."
Yang Liuqing endured the severe pain and gritted her teeth.
"You bastard, why are you so crazy? I haven't lost yet."
‘Crack!’
She pulled out her sword and made a harsh roar.
Raise the sword in your hand and point it at the opponent.
"Dong Shijie, I want to see if your fist is stronger or my sword is faster."
Dong Shijie laughed sarcastically: "Haha... If you can't beat me with your fists and kicks, why do you use weapons instead?"
"Okay! I'll give you this chance so you don't say I bullied you."
"Look at the sword!"
Yang Liuqing stepped forward quickly and stabbed the opponent in the heart with a sword.
Dong Shijie retreated repeatedly and was already forced to the edge of the ring.
Suddenly, he turned over and jumped up, avoiding the fatal sword.
Yang Liuqing seemed to have been prepared. When he jumped over his head, he raised the sword in his hand.
"Flying straight up!"
'brush!'
A sword energy passed through the air and hit Dong Shijie's chest.
After he landed on the ground, his expression changed, and a wound of more than ten centimeters suddenly appeared on his chest, and his clothes were dyed red with blood.
Dong Shijie's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and his face was ferocious.
"Yang Liuqing, you bitch, how dare you hurt me?"
"Yo? What are you talking about?"
Yang Liuqing provoked: "If I don't hurt you in a martial arts competition in the ring, will I hurt myself? I'm really out of my mind."
Dong Shijie pointed at her fiercely: "You stinky girl, kneel down and apologize to me, or I'll break your limbs."
Yang Liuqing pinched his waist and twisted his butt to deliberately anger him.
"Auntie, I won't kneel down, I'll make you such a stupid dog so angry."
"Damn girl, I want your life."
Dong Shijie jumped up and took a shot with one palm in the air.
"Hunyuan Palm!"
Yang Liuqing was waiting for him, and he stabbed him with his sword.
'Bang!'
There was a loud bang, and Yang Liuqing was knocked back four or five steps.
Dong Shijie landed on the ground, strode forward and struck with another palm.
Yang Liuqing didn't dare to be careless and stabbed his throat with a long sword.
Dong Shijie was forced to retreat again, and Yang Liuqing took advantage of the victory to pursue him, using a set of Bagua sword skills to make him dazzled.
'Shuusha...'
Lines of sword energy flew around the arena.
Yang Liuqing's elegant swordsmanship, coupled with her graceful figure, attracted the attention of countless men.
"I'll go, what a strong swordsmanship."
"Not only is your swordsmanship strong, but your body is also stronger, haha..."
"Hey! You kid, just look at this girl's thighs, right?"
Under the ring, many warriors were talking about Yang Liuqing, and some even wanted to marry her as their mistress.
"These bastards are all perverts."
Yuan Yin frowned and cursed.
Xiao Feng crossed his legs and smiled slightly.
"Men all like to admire beautiful women, it's their nature."
"Master, what about you?"
Yuan Yin smiled evilly: "You have been staring at the ring for a long time. Are you also looking at Liu Qing's long legs?"
"What did you say?"
Xiao Feng glared at her: "I am observing the battle situation, do you understand?"
"Oh...I understand, I understand."
Yuan Yin deliberately tricked her: "Tell me, which one is better, Liu Qing's legs or mine?"
"You two have your own merits. If you have to compare..."
Suddenly, Xiao Feng's face stiffened, and he turned around to see Yuan Yin covering her mouth and smiling.
"Damn girl, are you trying to trick your master again?"
"Obviously it was you who spilled the beans, why are you blaming me?"
Yuan Yin spread out his hands, feeling very proud.
In the arena, Dong Shijie was clearly at a disadvantage under Yang Liuqing's superb swordsmanship.
He had multiple wounds all over his body. Although they were not fatal, they were still in unspeakable pain and made him look miserable.
Everyone believed that Yang Liuqing had already secured the victory, and there was basically no suspense in this duel.
"ah!"
Yang Liuqing seized another opportunity, turned 360 degrees in the air, and kicked the opponent in the chest.
'Bang!'
Dong Shijie flew out on the spot and fell directly to the edge of the ring, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
Yang Liuqing landed lightly, looking at the other party with contempt.
"Dong Shijie, you lose."
Under the ring, Yuan Yin's face was full of excitement.
"Haha...nice job."
"Master, am I right? Liu Qing wins."
Xiao Feng remained calm and frowned slightly.
He said to himself: "Am I wrong? Dong Shijie only has this little strength?"
"Oh, don't worry about it anymore."
Yuan Yin smiled happily: "Everyone makes mistakes sometimes. Master, you are not a god, so there is no need to blame yourself."
"I'm not blaming myself, I just feel like there's something wrong."
Xiao Feng touched his chin and thought.
"What's the problem? The outcome is decided now."
Yuan Yin patted him on the shoulder with a pleased expression on his face.
"Okay Master, I know you are not convinced."
"The waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves in front, and each generation becomes stronger than the previous generation. This is called a person who is better than someone who has always been ahead of others."
Finally let her seize the opportunity to show off in front of Xiao Feng.
Xiao Feng smiled helplessly and shook his head.
When Gongsun Liang saw this situation, he quickly jumped onto the ring.
"Everyone, I solemnly declare that in today's final showdown, Yang Liuqing..."
"Wait a minute!"
Suddenly, Dong Shijie, who was lying on the ground, raised his hand.