There was someone challenging those two lunatics, and the challenger was the guard of King Qi. The news spread instantly in the martial arts arena, and the deserted arena was filled with people in the blink of an eye. Li Taiping observed the two military masters,
It can be felt that it is dangerous to reveal aura, because the two of them smell of blood, which is the murderous aura condensed from walking on the edge of life and death for many years.
Li Taiping weighed the silver in his arms, gritted his teeth, turned to Cui Mingdao and asked, "Brother, do you still have any silver in your hand?"
"I don't have any silver - I still have some gold leaves, so why do I have to take a gamble?" Cui Mingdao asked with a smile.
Li Taiping nodded: "The King of Qi wants to give you some silver, so there is no reason not to accept it. It's just that the capital is a bit low, so I plan to borrow it from my brother."
Cui Mingdao took out a dozen gold leaves from his arms and stuffed them into Li Taiping's hand: "Have you thought about who will win the bet?"
"Those two guards must be very powerful in battle, but this is an arena competition. They can only use eight points at most. Eight points is not enough for those two lunatics." Li Taiping said with certainty.
Cui Mingdao looked at Li Taiping suspiciously: "You are a peak of the sixth grade, can you see the depth of the eighth grade? Are you so sure who can win?"
Li Taiping said mysteriously: "My brother has a skill, that is, he can see a person's fortune with these eyes. If my brother looks at the two guards and sees blue foreheads, it means bad luck, and there will be a bloody disaster!"
"Didn't you tell me that your Taiping Road doesn't count your fortune?"
"When I have no money, I do it occasionally, just occasionally!" Li Taiping replied awkwardly.
At this moment, a voice sounded next to Li Taiping - Have you spent the hundreds of taels of silver I gave you a few days ago? You are really big-handed. Even I, the eldest son of the Wang family, dare not spend it like this!
Li Taiping turned around and saw Wang Danfeng, and couldn't help but said angrily: "It's not all your cousin Wang Danren's fault. All the money in my hand was given to the mistress!"
After hearing this, Cui Mingdao laughed and said, "Is Taiping planning to support Cuihua?"
Wang Danfeng on the side was confused and wanted to ask more questions, but he heard Li Taiping say: "We'll talk about it later, after a while, the handicap will be closed."
On the ring where the sick scholar was, the guard took off the long weapon with a black cloth on his shoulder, and removed the black cloth and an eight-foot steel spear appeared in front of everyone. The whole body was made of iron-point steel, and the spear shaft was one foot long.
Zhang, the spear tip is eight inches long and double-edged. The eight-inch steel spear is a great weapon for charging on the battlefield. No martial artist in the world uses this thing. The weapon is long and heavy and is inconvenient to carry. It is generally used by military generals.
Weapons, I didn’t expect to see them at the Heroes Association today.
The guard wearing full-body armor held a spear like a god of war descending, locking the sick scholar firmly like a real murderous aura. This posture was no joke at first sight. The sick scholar did not underestimate the eighth-grade guard in front of him, and solemnly took off his clothes.
The long gown revealed a strong body tightly wrapped in white gauze. The sick scholar's body muscles are very developed. Most of the more than 600 muscles in the body have undergone hellish training. Even the chewing muscles on the face are clearly visible. You can imagine
The bite force of the sick scholar is also different from ordinary people. This is a human-shaped weapon, like a leopard with a graceful and muscular body, which looks full of explosive power.
The sick scholar's foreign martial arts has reached the ninth level. Any part of the body can be instantly as hard as iron. Of course, he can also perform a short-term full-body defense or attack like yesterday, but the burden on the body is too heavy and cannot be sustained for a long time. It can only be used in special circumstances.
You only need to do this next time, such as a sword coming from the west and a hundred swords in an instant.
The sick scholar's side has already shown off. The guy has put up a posture, and all he needs is a word from the Wang family judge. But Jian Xi's side has just started, because the guard's words are too much, and the onlookers below can't stand it.
Already.
The guard did not wear military armor, but a black cowhide tights, which made him appear even shorter. The two daggers were spinning in his hands, and he was still saying: "I can't perform, so we two are separated.
The difference between victory and defeat is life and death! If you are afraid, bow your head and admit defeat and call grandpa, and grandpa will let you go. Don't kneel down and beg for mercy in the middle of the fight. Grandpa is not used to it..."
This man talked so much that even the Wang family judge couldn't stand it anymore, so he scolded him - just fight, fight, what a lot of nonsense! But Jian Xilai was not affected by it at all, staring at the short guard without saying a word, his heart still.
…
When the short guard saw this, he curled his lips and secretly said that this person is not easy to deal with. From the time he took the stage to now, no matter what, the opponent has not shown any flaws, and even the breathing rhythm is terrifyingly steady. The short guard is best at close combat.
, as long as he catches the opponent's flaw, he will not give the opponent a chance to breathe, dragging the opponent into his rhythm until the opponent is defeated...
Jian Xilai judged the moment the short guard came on stage that the short guard must be the top scout in the army. Although he was talking nonsense, his eyes were very sharp and he was always observing everything around him, even the people under his feet.
An Jin'er also tested the hardness of a piece of bluestone. Such a person is more suitable for assassination and pursuit, and his lightness skills must be top-notch. It is very dangerous to be targeted by such a person in the wild, and he will use the environment's
Everything is turned to his own advantage and he attacks you. If you are not careful, your boat may capsize in the gutter, even if you are a master.
Use words to influence emotions, strike when the opponent's mood fluctuates, use the rotating dagger in his hand to attract attention, hide the power accumulated in his legs secretly, as long as any success is achieved, the short guard will burst into action. It is a pity that his opponent is
Jian Xilai, who has experienced hundreds of battles, would have been defeated at this moment if he had been an ordinary eighth-grade warrior.
The confrontation between the two people here is still continuing, and the two people on the sick scholar's side have already fought together. I saw the armored guards opening and closing, and each strike of the spear can break gold and crack stones, leaving no room for maneuver. This kind of
Head-on fighting is what the sick scholar likes best.
The spear roared and swept across, and the gun shaft made of iron and steel was swung out of the arc visible to the naked eye by the violent force. It can be seen that if it is swept, it will be broken at the waist. A clash of gold and iron was accompanied by a loud bang.
, half of the arena exploded into smoke and dust...
The mutilated corpse did not appear, because a fist smashed the dream of the armored guard into pieces. I saw the man using a fist to meet the strongest point at the front of the spear, and the violent force of the spear was along the
He hit the man's left fist straight to his right foot, and half of the ring under his right foot exploded in an instant, but the man stood there fine.
The sick scholar can control the muscles of his body to vibrate at high speed, and transmit the terrifying power on the spear to the outside of the body through muscle vibration. Therefore, the ring under his right foot withstood the full blow of the armored guard and became unrecognizable. Of course, there are many generals who can control the high-speed vibration of muscles.
In addition, masters who have practiced kung fu to the extreme can do it, but they do not have the tough iron tendons of the sick scholar. If the sick scholar takes this blow, the most likely thing is that the force will destroy some part of the body that is not strong enough.
His muscles were torn, cutting off conduction, causing violent power to explode in his body, and he died.
The sick scholar laughed strangely - it's my turn.
The unrecognizable arena under the sick scholar's feet exploded again. A blurry figure rushed in front of the armored guard at a speed that could not be captured by the human eye. A series of dense and continuous blows exploded on the armored guard. The tall body of the armored guard was seen being smashed.
He was hit hard and flew into the air, while the sick scholar was slowly squatting down, repeating yesterday's scene.
The body armor of the iron armored guard was a precious armor given by the Prince of Qi, but it was still beaten into pieces by the sick scholar's punches one after another. It was no longer possible to protect the owner. The sick scholar's legs suddenly straightened, and the air waves were visible to the naked eye.
Open it, and it will make the onlookers unable to open their eyes.
The rapidly falling guard collided with the high-speed impacting sick scholar, and the huge sound of gold and iron was deafening. The armored guard flew out in the opposite direction faster than the fall, while the sick scholar slowly fell to the ground. The sick scholar looked up.
, but suddenly frowned...
The sick scholar's blow ignited a fight between Jian Xilai and the short guard who had been fighting for a long time. As Jian Xilai expected, the short guard's light body skills were very impressive, and there was no slight change in his feet.
The lightning shot out, although the speed cannot be compared with that of the sick scholar, the erratic and strange movement skills are indeed difficult to figure out. However, against a lunatic like Jian Xilai, tight movement skills are not enough.
The long sword was unsheathed, and a cold light suddenly appeared. The sword energy covered the entire arena vertically and horizontally, but not a trace of sword energy leaked out of the arena. One can imagine how terrifying Jian Xilai's control over the true energy was.
The short guard was not bad at it. His body was like a fish swimming through the sword net, but he was not even injured at all. The short guard secretly laughed in his heart - if Jian Xilai was only at this level, then he would definitely suffer in the ring today.
above.
Mu Pinshan doesn't like to be brave and fierce, so she has never gone to the Heroes Association to watch the arena competition, and today is no exception, so she didn't see the short guard's light body technique, otherwise she would definitely think of that night in Yan'an County, that cheating
Corpse soldiers.
The short guard who was secretly delighted was suddenly startled, because a sword blocked the angle from which he could avoid the sword energy, as if the sword had always been there waiting for him to hit him. Either the sword energy would increase his body, or he would hit him.
There were only two choices on the sword, but the little guard didn't want to choose either one.
There was no time to think about the choice. The short guard bumped into the sword decisively. The long sword pierced the cowhide and the skin of the abdomen. The sword energy entered the body and the long sword passed through... In an instant, the spectators under the ring, as well as those around him,
The spectators upstairs all thought that the short guard was finished, and the armored guard who was still in the sky was finished. However, one person did not think so, and that was the master of these two, His Highness Prince Qi. His Highness Prince Qi was a zombie that remained unchanged all year round.
A slight smile appeared on his face, but it was only a fleeting smile.
Although Nangong Shou's sight cannot be locked on King Qi's two guards at the same time, and as a grandmaster he cannot control everything in this world like Chen Buwen, he can still sense the changes in the aura of the two guards. Regardless.
The armored guards were still short guards, and their vitality showed no signs of weakening from beginning to end, which showed that this battle was far from over.
Li Taiping, who has been watching the battle carefully, does not think that the veteran who has been on the battlefield will be so weak. Maybe this is not the end but a new beginning...