Qianye's military attack has gone through twenty-five rounds, and there is a faint sound of tide and wind and thunder in his movements. The faint crimson force light on the edge of his fist is getting stronger and stronger, and the light between Song Zining's palms and fingers is blurred. The green light met. Suddenly both of them were shocked. It turned out that although their moves were not connected, the force they released seemed to have actually collided!
A trace of surprise flashed in Song Zining's eyes, and then turned into a smile. Qianye didn't feel that this force collision was anything special. He just found that Song Zining's force was completely different from before. It was as flexible as water, seemingly weak but actually strong. It waxes and wanes, elusive. But Qianye's own original force is still the characteristic of military warfare, strong and brave, with clear edges and corners, and a sharp edge!
The many big shots in the stands had sharp eyes, and they had already noticed the small detail just now.
Uncle Huayang, who was sitting in the second seat from the lower left of Duke Wei, was surprised and said, "Am I right? The ability to unleash the force below level seven is considered a genius, and neither of them actually used any secret combat skills to do so. Can it be condensed into a real form?"
Next to him, Uncle Chang Ping said, "One of them is the seventh son of the Song Dynasty. The other one is a commoner..." Before he could finish his words, the situation in the scene changed drastically.
Qianye and Song Zining finally collided with each other with fists and palms, receiving the first blow since the beginning of the battle! With a "boom" sound, one crimson and one green force light exploded into a ball of dazzling white light, and the two of them flew backwards.
Qianye had just stood firm when he saw Song Zining across from him smiling at him and raising his hands. In Qianye's strange eyes, the patrolling guards of the Duke's Mansion fell into the fighting arena, and he realized that Song Zining was Give in?
Suddenly the whole place was in an uproar!
Qianye was stunned and asked: "What's wrong with you?"
Song Zining stretched out his hand to hold his chest, frowning slightly and said: "I fought with that bull for too long in the last battle, and I have already suffered internal injuries. Being hit by your strong force, it seems that the injury is more serious. I really can't fight again. force."
Qianye was speechless for a moment. Counting the sixth round, this was the second time that his opponent had to admit defeat due to serious frontcourt injuries. What kind of luck is this! But the last time the man left the field, he had already stood. He couldn't even stand still, but Song Zining didn't look like he couldn't afford to be seriously injured.
At this time, even Duke Wei in the stands sent an envoy to inquire. Song Zining's words were still the same as before, so Qianye won this game inexplicably.
The big shots watching the battle were left speechless by the message brought back by the messenger. In the seventh round of the battle, the battle between Song Zining and Wei Potian attracted the most attention. Everyone could see clearly that the two men were fighting each other from the beginning to the end. There was not a single head-on collision.
The Far Eastern Wei family's secret combat skills 'Thousand Layers of Mountain' and 'Transparent Sky Shattering Fist' are famous for their powerful power and high consumption, so Song Zining and others brought Wei Potian down alive. At that time, everyone praised Song Zining's performance. The tactical choice is appropriate. Is it possible that 'Thousand Layers of Mountain' has unknown anti-damage attributes?
Sitting right next to Duke Wei was an old man with a strange face. It was his first time to watch the battle today. Judging from the seat he was sitting in, his status should be quite respected, so he spoke very rudely and frowned: "Song Dynasty." Why does the seventh son of the direct line of the family look so unambitious? What kind of internal injury is there? I think it’s true that he doesn’t want to fight with the second child of the Zhao family!”
However, Duke Wei stroked his beard and said thoughtfully: "I heard that Song Zining entered the line of successors of the Song Dynasty because he had mastered the ancient secret technique 'Three Thousand Floating Leaves Jue'?"
The old man Yi Guanghou nodded, but still had a look of hesitation on his face, and said: "No one has mastered this secret technique of the Song Dynasty for hundreds of years. In the history of the empire, the 'Three Thousand Floating Leaves Technique' has been comparable to the 'Dayan Tianji'"
Jue' side by side, but I didn't expect that the disciples of the Song Dynasty who can practice this method would have such a character."
Duke Wei just smiled. Although Marquis Yiguang was old, his temper was even worse than when he was young. No wonder he was willing to come all the way to participate in a small Tianxuan spring hunt. The voice turned out to be
Are you here for Song Zining?
Uncle Hua Yang was listening to the conversation between the two and interrupted, "Song Zining doesn't seem to have walked around before. There is very little information about him."
Sure enough, Marquis Yi Guang said, "He lived in the 'Wen Dao Manor' until he came of age, which was the place where the old king of the Song Dynasty spent his old age. Don't let the news there spread to the outside world, even the Song Dynasty himself
Not everyone inside is qualified to pay respects to the old lady."
The old feudal prince of the Song Dynasty, the great-grandmother of Song Zining, and the wife of Duke An. She is the only lady of the Duke of An in the Qin Dynasty whose title is different from that of her husband. In other words, her title comes from her own strength.
While he was talking, another game was over. Zhao Junhong defeated Yin Qiqi. Zhao Ergongzi is indeed a leader of the younger generation. The fact that he was able to get through all the way to the finals is proof of this. Moreover, he won every game cleanly and neatly.
There is no stalemate situation.
In comparison, Qianye's record was very criticized. He almost won the sixth round and the semi-finals without a fight, which was a huge advantage. You must know that although the second place did not have customized firearms,
But the cumulative bonuses and equipment you can get are worth thousands of gold coins.
Today's arena competition ends here, and the final battle will be held the next day.
Gambling is unavoidable on the periphery of any event, especially for large-scale events like Tianxuan Spring Hunt, where the number of entourages and servants from each family exceeds ten thousand people. However, as soon as the results of the semi-finals came out, the betting on the final battle, which was supposed to be the most popular,
There was no room at all because there was really no suspense.
It wasn't until the evening that the gamblers became slightly more interested. On the newly opened gambling board, more than a thousand gold coins came from nowhere to bet on Qianye Ying. So many people placed their bets, even though the odds were astonishingly high.
Thirty, you have to bet dozens of gold coins to win back one, but there are still many people who are willing to do this kind of extra money that is guaranteed to win without losing money.
Now that the gambling game has become popular, even a one-sided bet on Zhao Junhong's victory can be regarded as supporting the scene, so after dark, a series of small handicaps are derived. For example, there is a bet on how long it will take for Zhao Junhong to win, from one minute to three.
There are different odds for ten minutes, and you can also bet on odd and even numbers of time. You can also bet on how Zhao Junhong will win, such as punching, kicking, secret skills, etc. The odds are also different.
Some people even bet on headbutts in a whimsical way. Of course, the odds are extremely high. Everyone knows that the children of the Zhao family have always paid attention to their appearance and appearance. Such a graceless trick will never be used. Even though they are just a few gold coins.
It's a small fight, but the atmosphere is lively and full of fun. People have to admire the skills of this new dealer today.
Qianye didn't care about the disturbances in the outside world. He spent the whole afternoon meditating in the training room, pushing the Bingbing Jue to the thirty-fifth round again, and then carefully observing the endurance of various parts of his body. He must know what he can achieve during practice.
Thirty-five rounds, this power cannot be achieved in battle. The weapon attack is too fierce and strong. If it runs in the blood, it will damage the internal organs. If the force is released through the body, the damage to the body will be even greater.
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Qianye just wants to find that limit now. Otherwise, even if Zhao Junhong really complies with the preface and suppresses the force to level five, he may not be able to win with thirty rounds of King of Soldiers Strike. Level five and standard five of secret combat skills
Classes are two completely different concepts, just like the difference between an inland airship and an interstellar airship.
Suddenly, Qianye's body shook slightly, and the golden blood that was circulating around his heart suddenly jumped out, like a heron, passing over the tide of the dawn force, and took away a ray of force. Qianye was extremely surprised, and he couldn't help but feel it.
After looking for a moment, I found that the ray of Dawn Force that was dragged away was particularly refined and pure. It was obviously the essence of thirty-five rounds of Force Tides that had been repeatedly tempered.
Since in the past, only ordinary blood could grow stronger by swallowing the force of dawn, and golden blood could only devour ordinary blood, Qianye once thought that this was the promotion rule for the power of blood, but now it seems that is not the case. Thinking about the fact that golden blood had previously swallowed
Qianye couldn't help but have a strange thought about Mr. Wen's cold breath. Is it actually a picky eater? It doesn't like the ordinary force and only eats special ones?
This thought made Qianye himself unable to help laughing. At this time, he had completed today's practice and controlled the tide of the force to recede slowly.
After Qianye returned to his room, a Yin family servant brought over a gift box and a unique letter. He opened it and saw that on the fine rice paper, a few strokes sketched out a lively scene of a spring night outing.
Below are some words of invitation to the banquet, and finally a sketch showing the directions.
Although the handwriting of the text was unfamiliar, the structure and demeanor had a familiar feeling. Qianye turned over the cover and saw Song Zining's signature. Song Zining had sent similar things here several times in the past few days, but Qianye never saw it once.
Qiqi asked someone to throw them out. I don’t know how this thing leaked in?
Qianye looked at the sketch under the letter again. The location was probably outside the Spring Hunting Camp, near the passage to the back mountain. He thought for a moment, put away the paper, and then said hello to the guard on duty.
Just walked out of the Yin Family Courtyard.
At this time, at the top of the towering old tree in the back garden, Qiqi was standing there alone, watching Qianye walk out of the gate of the other courtyard. His figure disappeared for a moment behind a section of courtyard wall and green shade, and then appeared again in the other courtyard.
On the west side of the courtyard, a path full of gardenias turned and headed west. That was the direction of the suburbs.
Qiqi's pair of dark eyes were extremely quiet. It was not like she had not heard the gossip behind everyone's back. Some people suspected that Song Seventh Young Master had unusual hobbies, and some speculated that the Seventh Young Master was at odds with Miss Qiqi and was deliberately poaching. But Qianye
He never said anything or even asked a question.
Qiqi didn't know what Song Zining was up to, but she knew very well what Qianye's attitude meant. Because her own reaction to similar things before was the same as Qianye's now, that is, she didn't care at all.
The spring mountain breeze became softer and softer. Even at night, the fragrance of the flowers and trees, which had been heated by the sunlight during the day, still did not dissipate, carrying a rich warmth. Qiqi walked into the canopy of the tree and sat down in Qianye's usual place,