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Chapter 553 Good knife, good knife

Both of them used double knives. The four knives collided in the air, and fierce sparks burst out.

As Wu Zhi said at the beginning, Gongsun Kang's swing of the sword was indeed very fast.

The onlookers couldn't see Gongsun Kang's movements at all, and often just heard the "ding-dong-dang-dang" sound of metal hitting.

Wu Song, on the other hand, stood still, with the double swords in his hands always able to block the opponent's sharp and deadly attacks with great accuracy.

The crowd was excited for a time, and the name of "Tiger Yama" Wu Song had already spread throughout the streets and alleys of Tokyo.

During the last martial arts competition in the ring, many people did not see Wu Song's heroic figure. Now as people of the Song Dynasty, they all reflexively shouted to Wu Song to cheer for him.

"Wu Song, don't stand still, chop that bastard to death!"

"Wu Song, I spent a hundred taels of silver to buy you a win, you can't lose!"

"Wu Song, come on!"

"Wu Song!"

"Wu Song!"

"Wu Song!"

The knife in Gongsun Kang's hand was getting faster and faster, and Wu Song suddenly let out a roar.

But he saw the two swords in his hands slashing at the air in front of him.

"clang!"

A loud sound!

Gongsun Kang's body, which was originally as fast as lightning, suddenly retreated violently!

He scraped across the ring for more than ten meters before he stopped.

Wu Song held the knife in both hands and rushed forward quickly.

Wu Song's sword was a bit weaker than Gongsun Kang in terms of speed. If it were an ordinary person, he would have no choice but to be slaughtered.

But Wu Song used a relatively slow knife and was able to hit Gongsun Kang's blade every time.

One knife after another, the "ding-ding-ding-ding" sound is endless!

After the two fought with each other for dozens of moves, there was a "click!" sound, and the two knives in Gongsun Kang's hand suddenly broke. Wu Song's knife was like a pair of scissors, stuck on Gongsun Kang's neck on the left and right!

Gongsun Kang looked at his broken sword in disbelief: "Impossible, this is a cold iron steel sword, how could it break!?"

Wu Song sneered.

This knife is the bone of a red catfish that has survived for who knows how many years. It can cut through iron like clay!

Wu Song was condescending, staring at Gongsun Kang, and coldly uttered similar words to Gongsun Kang just now: "Kneel down and surrender, and I will spare your life!"

Gongsun Kang looked at the knife in Wu Song's hand and suddenly laughed loudly.

"I thought that my sword skills had few opponents in this world. But I didn't expect that I would be defeated by a barbarian like you."

"Huyan Luo Wusong is indeed well-deserved, hahaha..."

"Good knife, good knife!"

As soon as the words fell, Gongsun Kang suddenly moved forward, put his neck against Wu Song's blade and lightly touched it, causing blood to spurt out!

He fell into a pool of blood amidst his own laughter.

Wu Song's eyes were clear. Although he was a little disdainful of Gongsun Kang at first, in the end he looked at his gradually cold body and slightly clasped his fists in salute.

In the first game, Wu Song wins!

The people nearby were very enthusiastic and kept shouting Wu Song's name.

But Wu Song walked down from the ring calmly and expressionlessly.

In the second game, Hua Rong versus Li Xiangli.

Li Xiangli looked quite handsome, when he slowly walked to the ring holding a sword.

There were many women among the onlookers, holding their breasts with their hands and their eyes shining. Li Xiangli looked a little melancholy, and his melancholy contained a kind of handsomeness that ordinary men did not have.

Such a fresh and tender man is the favorite of young women in the boudoir.

Although Li Xiangli was expressionless, he was obviously a little proud that his charm could attract the women around him.

He looked at Hua Rong in front of him with disdain in his eyes.

He stared at Hua Rong and said coldly: "You are not worthy of being my opponent."

Hua Rong was too lazy to talk nonsense to such an overly arrogant person. Without saying a word, he immediately picked up the silver gun in his hand and pointed it straight at Li Xiangli!


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