Jing Chu's fierce palm technique was caught in a strange gust of wind and was stagnated for half a breath. It was this half-breath of stagnation that allowed Yue Song to seize the flaw and sweep him off the stage with a stick.
"Ahem," Yue Song's stick was aimed at the door, with a strong force, obviously not wanting him to appear again.
Jing Chu spit out a mouthful of blood, waved his hand and refused Ling 2's support, "I disappoint you all."
He pondered that fleeting feeling of hindrance, but couldn't think of a reason for it. He could only blame his own mistake.
"Senior, take a rest first."
Zero 2 looked around at other people's faces, and before he could speak, one person said, "I'll go."
Everyone was a little surprised, as if they didn't expect him to take the initiative to speak. They were all in the "Xiantian" circle, and even if they hadn't met, they had heard about each other. This person who spoke was recognized as being indifferent to worldly affairs, just like duckweed.
It's the same, wherever it goes, it doesn't matter. It's rare to take the initiative.
Even though this man was wearing the uniform of the Red Blood Army, he still couldn't hide the loneliness that was inherent in his body.
Although he looks poor, he is a famous swordsman in the world. Some people say that he was once rich, but he exchanged his wealth for a thin sword, and since then he has been alone and wandering around the world.
Although he only has some innate achievements, swordsmen have always boasted of being tough, so Zero 2 has no reason not to let him play, "Brother Baili, be careful."
Baili nodded, as if he had just returned from a fugue somewhere.
Yue Song stood on the ground with his iron stick, fighting as a sergeant, representing the entire army, but he didn't want to announce his name. Seeing Baili take the long sword from the weapon rack, he immediately shouted, "Come on, today I will
I will use this tiger-subduing stick to make you all submissive!"
When the swords were tense on the stage, Jing Chu suddenly let out a sigh and looked at his colleagues strangely, "I remember Baili's sword is a thin sword."
Someone then said, "There is also a rapier on the stage."
At this time, Zero 2 also thought of something and sighed, "It's not good."
It's true that Baili used a thin sword, but it was also a soft sword, the kind that was so soft that it could be wound into a coil.
At that time, in order to "use standard weapons" as a rule, all weapons, including the strange weapons used by some people, were made from uniform materials.
However, Baili's soft sword could not be made of this kind of material. When Zero 2 asked him about it, he only said, "Then let's use a thin sword."
Ling 2 thought, with so much talent, he didn't have to play, so he just let this matter go.
How could you forget this?
Jing Chu shook his head, "This rule is meant to be fair, but it puts our own people in a trap."
Zero 2 could only sneer and look at the falcon on the gilded chair, comforting himself that His Highness was definitely not deliberately trying to hurt others and must have a deep intention.
The sword path of Baili is light and lingering, as if a boneless beauty is clinging to your body and binding your heart, but in the next second she can push you away without hesitation, with such a ruthless attitude that it is so wavering.
Yue Song almost threw away his iron rod and fought with him.
With a blushing face, Yue Song rounded up the stick and slashed it down. The force of the stick rubbed against the air and caused false fire. The wind was loud, but Baili only took a step back. The thin sword passed away without touching the stick body. However, Yue Song heard
There was an ethereal "buzz", accompanied by the "buzz" sound of his own stick being blown away.
This happens again!
"Shuzi, do you dare to fight?"
The Baili thin sword shook three times in a row, and Yue Song felt dizzy. He took advantage of the situation and stabbed out with the sword, taking out his heart.
As a result, the trajectory was inexplicably deviated, and it just passed under Yue Song's ribs.
The difference between the heart and ribs is not an inch or two.
Zero 2 and others also noticed something was wrong. As swordsmen, they would not make such a stupid mistake.
Baili didn't seem to realize it, but changed his previous defense and became aggressive in attack.
In the wooden house outside Xiaohan Town, Zhan Changfeng stopped grinding his hands and "looked" at Baili's sword failing again and again. The "coincidence" could not be ignored.
The eagle eye scanned the entire audience and finally landed on the viewing platform. One of them was tense all over, with fine sweat on his forehead, and was mumbling something.
"Go to Yue Mansion and investigate thoroughly."
The driver shuddered and said, "Yes!"
In a remote place with dangerous seas at its back and surrounded by southern states, a family that barely managed to get on the stage, with only 20,000 soldiers, how could it find the courage to start a new business to rule the world?
Baili was now using a slender hard sword, and could not use many moves. After "missing" again and again, he finally lost.
The worried Yue Kun and others breathed a sigh of relief. Those who failed in the attack could not play again, and every one who could be eliminated was eliminated. Unfortunately, they could not seriously injure him.
Zero 2 looked at Baili with solemn eyes, "Thank you so much, brother."
"Well," Baili shook his head, "Is there any countermeasure?"
"have!"
Others were puzzled, "What kind of riddle are you playing?"
Jing Chu on the side was stroking his short beard. As another person involved, he probably understood, "It's not easy to fight in the arena down there."
We lost two games at the beginning, and there were people on the other side secretly helping us. It was not easy to win.
"I have to help you all next," Zero 2 calmly ordered, "I don't care about winning or losing for now, please help me wear him down. The longer the better, the better."
"Then leave it to me." A strong man like a hill punched his chest muscles and showed a war-loving smile.
"Please, Brother Tie." Zero 2 clasped his fists and walked into the team. He was quickly obscured by thousands of people.
After taking a break for half a stick of incense, the fight resumed in the ring.
The second eldest son of the Yue family was also a little unsure at this time, "If the first four games are the first uncle, and the last five games are the second uncle, it goes without saying that it will be successful, but now I have to rely on the second uncle to finish the eight games..."
Yue Kun's face was so dark that he could drip ink. The other party actually got three innates, which was completely beyond his expectation.
According to common sense, the winner is the one who wins five out of nine arena matches. I don’t know who said that wars are ever-changing and only the outcome is the criterion. The rule is that the one who stands to the end is the winner.
"Careless, I should let the second uncle play last." Yue Kun had to prepare for Yue Song's failure at this time. He took out a jade and gave it to Yue Lao'er, "Brother, you fly to Xiaohan Town and give me
I’ll invite someone to come.”
Yue Laoer listened to what he said and did not dare to delay.
The falcon parked on the flagpole flew into the sky, a clear cry came from the clouds, and its wings flew across the horse path and the lush mountain scenery.
"Catch him alive, one hundred spirit stones." Zhan Changfeng said.
The masked bounty hunter nodded and jumped into the woods like a tiger and leopard. The sound of horse hooves went from nothing to weak, from weak to strong. At the moment of intersection, he appeared like a ghost behind the second son of the Yue family, thin and firm.
The rope strangled the strong man's neck and dragged him off the horse.
The horse was still running, but the youngest member of the Yue family was holding on to the thin thread cut into the flesh, making a squeaking sound, and the blood all over his neck stained his hands red.
There happened to be no one on the road, and when the next passerby came by, there was nowhere to be seen, the youngest son of the Yue family, not even a trace of blood.
"You are very good, do you want to take another order?" Zhan Changfeng was very satisfied with the bounty hunter that the driver found from the black market, so he asked.
The bounty hunter's eyes lit up, "Kill the acquired one for one hundred spirit stones, kill the innate for a small one and fifty, kill the innate for three hundred and seriously injure the innate and complete it for five hundred and eighty."
Zhan Changfeng held Yue Laoer's head and said, "If you have any colleagues you know, you can also bring them over. Each of them will give you fifty spirit stones as an introduction fee. How about that?"
The bounty hunter watched her casually extract a person's memory, feeling awe in his heart, "I do know a few reliable hunters."
"Come to me in August and a half."
"good."
The bounty hunter left with his commission. Zhan Changfeng looked at Yue Laoer and found that he was in good condition, at least he had not become a fool like Gongsun Long.
My soul-searching skills have improved a lot.
Yue Laoer, whose throat was almost cut, could not speak a complete sentence. Hertz pointed at her for a long time, and his fear almost overflowed.
Fortunately, he died immediately.
Zhan Changfeng picked up the jade on his body, his eyes were heavy, and he couldn't make a decision for a while.
The Gongsun family actually has connections with people in the Si Xun Mansion.