In the Jinwu Guard Camp, the new day's military battle began. There were only 55 people who could make it today.
One hundred and twenty to sixty, but five were missing. These five were not timid, but were not seriously injured.
The match is equal, and the outcome is decided, and the battle is hard. Injury is inevitable.
Today's battle is still twelve arenas, and the first one worth watching is the only one who is a sick scholar from the Dugu family to fight against the good man from the Bian family.
When Li Taiping got the news, he rushed to Zuo Xiaowei's ring as soon as possible and waved to the sick scholar with a ferocious expression on the ring.
The sick scholar was waiting for the general to say something, and then went up to kill Bian Laosan, but saw Li Taiping looking anxious and walked out of the arena helplessly.
He stepped down again, and the onlookers were unaware of the situation and sighed...
The sick scholar was dragged to a place where no one was left by Li Taiping and whispered softly: "By winning or losing, you have to remember it in my heart. Don't be beaten to death."
This morning, the sick scholar received news from his sister that the third child there was a villain who kidnapped Qingyu. He was about to settle the score with him, but by chance he was assigned to a group.
Fortunately, Li Taiping came in time, otherwise the angry madman would have died of crazy.
The sick scholar returned to the arena again, took off his armor, exposed his strong body wrapped in gauze into rice dumplings, and said coldly.
"Bian Lao San, remember to remind me general not to beat you to death. Because I was excited, no matter whether you are a good person or a rude person."
The third master of Bian was respected by others wherever he went in Daxing City. Even the Taisui Gang and the Weishui Gang had to give him some thin face. Today, this face was not only lost, but also covered in dust.
Mr. Bian laughed and said, "It's right for young people to be arrogant, but they also need to know the truth that the world is high. Even if the Dugu family leader meets me, he should be polite..."
The sick scholar looked at the general and said, "I still hear this old guy's ink, and I haven't announced the start of the battle yet."
"You-you-"
When did Master Bian San get this angry? He couldn't help but blew his beard and stared at him, and his whole body was trembling...
The sick scholar's fist has always been very hard, just like his people, who is the kind of person who would rather break than bend. Although Mr. Bian has good cultivation, he has not been able to block those iron fists.
The master is the master, and his feminine spirit is indeed like a kind person, but Li Taiping just feels that something is missing.
The third son of Bian was beaten by the sick scholar and had no power to fight back. This is very unreasonable. Even if he hides his weakness, he will not be so sorry for himself.
Li Taiping even doubted whether his idea was wrong. Will there be someone else who kidnapped Dugu Qingyu?
The martial arts are right, he fought with Leshanren hard, and he was sure...
The third son of Bian was carried off the ring, and it seemed that he was seriously injured. The sick scholar walked off the ring with great strides, so there is no need to say more about the difference between the two.
Li Taiping greeted the sick scholar and said angrily: "You can't do it lightly. You said don't beat him to death."
The sick scholar spread his hands and said, "I didn't beat him to death!"
Li Taiping was speechless. He didn't beat him to death, but he was just half dead.
"Go to find your girl, stare at every move of the Bian family, and don't let half-dead take advantage of the loopholes."
The sick scholar grinned and strode away...
Li Taiping was a little worried, but he couldn't clone his body and stare at the Bian family because it was his turn here.
King Qi had a cold face because Bian Lao San also lost, and now only Yuwen Daye is left on the stage. If he loses again, there will be fewer masters in his camp.
But Yuwen Daye's opponent is Li Taiping, and even the King of Qi himself is not optimistic about this battle.
Before the two started fighting, the King of Qi stopped the battle. The King of Qi said coldly, "Let's stop first, wait until I ask Mr. Peng."
King Qi was furious, but when he entered the tent of General Peng, he became calm in an instant.
Peng Gengqi glanced up and continued to look at the military book in his hand, and said, "I don't know what happened to Your Highness."
The King of Qi bowed and said, "The old general, my subordinates want to know whether the draw of lottery against the battle is fair."
Peng Gengqizhu looked up again, stared at King Qi and said, "Since your highness is known as his subordinates, you don't need to explain anything to you. But when it comes to Jinyang's rushing forward, I can tell you that the person who draws lots was sent by the palace. If you say this, please do it yourself..."
The King of Qi looked gloomy and left the army's tent and returned to the front of the arena, so the battle began.
Yuwen Daye clasped his fists and said, "The little brother's sword technique is unique and extraordinary. Daye was so itchy when he saw it yesterday. He never thought that he could ask for advice on his skills today. It is a blessing."
Seeing that the other party saw it with politeness, Li Taiping couldn't help but hold his fists and smiled: "I dare not give advice to you, so I should discuss it all."
The two of them were very polite, but when they started, they were not at all polite. Instead, they were very jealous like the enemy who met.
Yuwen Daye came up and used the unique skills of the Yuwen family, the Thirteen Swords of Xuanbing. This was his strongest sword technique, which shows how much he wanted to win.
When the rain turns into ice, it is as hard as iron. Without whirlwind, there is only stubbornness in the cold.
Thousands of swords merge into one sword, carrying the frost and snow that freezes everything, making the world white...
Li Taiping seemed to see the sword light in the thousand-year-old ice cave again, and couldn't help but say excitedly.
"Good come!"
He could not take the sword demon's intention to cut through the world, but he could take Yuwen Daye's sword. So he was looking forward, excited, and had a high fighting spirit...
The sword comes out, three steps and a thousand miles away.
The sword intent is surging, like a wild horse that breaks away from its reins, like a rushing river, like a storm and thunder...
The Sanchai Sword is dazzling and unyielding. It cuts deep cold and breaks the wind and snow, just like a lonely shadow in the northwest wind and snow, insisting on moving forward and never retreating.
The sword intent collided, the sword force competition, and the arena paved with big bluestone became the only victim who refused to dodge, endured humiliation and stubbornly resisted.
The swords finally intersect, without the sound of gold and iron, without the sound of sword energy, there is only one breath of silence.
The next moment, the sword parted, and the two of them retreated at the same time. One step, two steps, and three steps.
The two of them took six steps back, and the ring made of big bluestone was shorter six times. They changed from a giant one meter tall to a short slut.
The sword attacked equally, and then shook back and then came out of the sword, and then entered the second game. However, it was this subtle regression that Li Taiping regained his energy faster and drew his sword earlier with his sword intent.
The strength and weakness are not visible until the master is reached, and even if it is reached the master is not seen after a thousand battles. Only masters who have experienced many battles know how difficult it is to get on this line.
The current situation of Yuwen Daye being able to walk in the world is definitely not comparable to that of a young man who is just a novice. He took a calm step back and then took a sword, cleverly resolving the opportunity that Li Taiping seized.
Experts can fight, body skills, sword skills, experience, and a very important sense of rhythm. If you are led by the nose, you will know it with your butt, but the result will not be good.
Li Taiping's second sword is stronger, faster, more powerful, and has an unstoppable posture.
Yuwen Daye's Xuanbing Thirteen Swords and Li Taiping's three steps are similar. Since they are both experts in sword moves and accumulating momentum, they naturally know the importance of breaking the other party's accumulating momentum.
His sword instantly became violent and irritable, just like the snow rolled up by the north wind after the snow, and every snowflake was as sharp as a knife.
The sword lights rushed towards him, and Li Taiping's sword did not change at all. He was like a peerless general who rushed to the formation alone, defeating thousands of troops with one force...
The Sanchai Sword stabbed Feng Xue, and Feng Xue stopped quickly and the sword light dissipated. It was not that Li Taiping's sword was fast and heavy enough, but that the sword lights were all empty moves.
Li Taiping had a big fist with a sandbag, and the feeling of being weak on the cotton ball. Without any hesitation, although there was no one in front of him, he continued to move forward with the sword force...
A figure flashed into the air and flashed...
With a sound of gold and iron, the mountain patterned armor behind Li Taiping was cut open like paper.
If Li Taiping hesitated for a moment, then it would not be the only one who was cut open. I am afraid that his body bones in Tianshu Realm would also have a blood groove.
Yuwen Daye was unreasonable and was unwilling to forgive others. He instantly used the Thirteen Swords of Xuanbing, and saw the wind and snow rising again, and headed straight for Li Taiping's back.
Fighting life and death is not about selling meat by weight, and which one is worth the money. Therefore, cultivation does not represent everything, and it is not impossible to kill the master of the ninth grade.
Facing a master like Yuwen Daye who has obvious shortcomings, if he doesn't get up, life and death will be what others say.
The three-chai sword in Li Taiping's hand came out, one, two, and three. No fireworks were seen.
Yuwen Daye has already used the sword force, and it is obviously a loss to fight this formation against him. So why not try whether he can dismantle the opponent's sword force?
Three swords merged into the wind and snow, went up against the current, wandering through...
I saw three swimming fish, which ruined the pot of soup made by Yuwen Daye.
A pair of iron fists whistled out and smashed hard on the shattered sword force...
Li Taiping used the Sanchai Sword to break the strength of Yuwen Daye's sword, and then used an iron fist to determine the sound. Then he saw the wind and snow dissipate and the sword shattered.
Three swords and a pair of iron fists enveloped Yuwen Daye in an instant...
The close-knit battle made Yuwen Daye unable to use his sword force, and he did not give him a chance to breathe in a high-pressure posture, forcibly dragged him into his own battle rhythm.
This wave of counterattack effect was obvious, and Yuwen Daye was severely suppressed on the ring and could not move in an instant. Li Taiping quickly returned his energy with his sword intent, always maintaining a high-pressure attitude in the first move.
But he saw that Yuwen Daye was still calm even though he was at a disadvantage. He picked, slashed, stabbed, and slashed the sword moves, and each move was as stable as a rock.
Li Taiping has encountered many powerful enemies in recent years, but not many people as stable as Yuwen Daye.
The Thousand-Faced Demon Lord, who had fought with him a few days ago, was extremely dangerous and terrifying. It was like dancing on the edge of a cliff, and if he fell into pieces, he would die without a burial place.
Yuwen Daye is very similar to Peng Gengqi on the battlefield. If he wants to win, he has to show his real skills and compete with each sword and a shot.
If Li Taiping is now stormy, then Yuwen Daye is a stubborn stone in the river that broke the river...