The battle that was originally evenly matched changed at this moment, and the battle situation that suddenly fell to the side.
Bai Hao was careless for a moment and was forced to go crazy by the other party. When he retreated repeatedly, the other party suddenly pointed in the air, and the gap in front of him was wide open, and there was no time to dodge.
The attack in front of him came fiercely, and if he was hit, he would probably lose in an instant.
The sharp energy pierced the clothes on his chest, and Bai Hao forced himself to turn around with the risk of being injured. At a critical moment, the energy slashed a huge blood mark on his chest.
Everyone in the audience watched the blood splattering, and Bai Hao had already pulled away and flashed to the side.
The clothes were broken, and there was a hideous wound below. This wound definitely hurt the bones, and the white clothes were soaked in blood in the blink of an eye.
"Bai Hao..." Qu Zhongyi and Fei Xiaoyu couldn't help but be nervous.
Bai Hao was already traumatized after a defeat. This kind of injury is not bad. If you have injuries, the battles behind may be even more difficult to deal with.
At one point in the crowd, Yu Dashuai stared at two eyes: "He... how could he do anything to death!"
Yu Qingfeng turned his head: "Take a death move?"
"If you didn't escape just now, Bai Hao might have died." said Mr. Yu.
"Stupid brat, shut up and look quietly." Yu Liexiong said.
Yu Qingfeng also said: "It was indeed a critical moment just now, but Senior Brother Bai Hao is strong, how could he lose so easily? Besides, how could the other party take the opportunity to kill him? This is a competition in the ring, not a life-and-death battle. Grandmaster, you are too weak, and it is understandable that you don't know, but you are not allowed to talk nonsense."
After being refuted one after another, Marshal Yu closed his mouth silently.
On the stage, Bai Hao covered his wounds and clenched his teeth. In addition to the blood dripping, his temples were also beads of sweat.
The other party just now...was thinking of him to death...
Maybe others can't feel it, but when he faced that move, the murderous aura felt clearly.
If I hadn't been dodging myself to death, I would have even my heart pierced.
Hong Tianyou failed to succeed, and said, "Brother Bai Hao, I'm so embarrassed. I've never had any serious attacks. I accidentally hurt you... Haha, that's all you can blame is that you are too weak, don't blame me."
Bai Hao gritted his teeth, the wound was too deep, the blood was flowing, and his face turned pale.
Take two steps back, take out a long bow, pull the bow like a full moon. With a low growl, let go of the bowstring, and the flying arrows splashed out like pouring rain.
His sword rain and arrows almost covered half of the ring.
Long Wenmu saw it in the audience and secretly sighed that Bai Hao has made progress in archery skills. Now, he has improved much more archery skills than when he fought with him.
It seems that he lost to himself in archery more than a month ago, and he has practiced archery hard for more than a month.
In the sword rain, Hong Tianyou sneered, like a dragon, and every step was several feet away, leaving a series of phantoms.
I don’t know what kind of body movement he has performed, his whereabouts are erratic, and he is simply unpredictable. Even in this dense rain of swords, it’s like walking in the garden.
Bai Hao's forehead was sweating like rain, mobilizing almost all the demonic power. However, Hong Tianyou's figure was like a ghost, passing through dense arrows in just a few steps and coming one step away from Bai Hao.
"How could it be..."
Bai Hao was about to fight back, but the other party grabbed his right hand, pressed it down, lifted his knees, and pressed it against his elbow.
Bai Hao felt pain, raised his other palm and wanted to fight back.
The other party ignored him at all, and still kept his hand holding him up. He kept holding his knees and pressed his arm hard. With a click, the sound of bone breaking came from where his knees were pressing.
"Stop!" The roar of Qu Zhongyi and others came from the audience.
But this roar is obviously too late.
Bai Hao's wailing rang out immediately.
Hong Tianyou kicked Bai Hao in the chest, and Bai Hao vomited blood and threw out of the ring heavily.
Behind the scene, everyone was making a noise.
Qu Zhongyishan dragged Bai Hao flying over.
Bai Hao's chest was sunken, leaving deep footprints, and the most important thing was that his right arm was twisted into an abnormal angle.
Qu Zhongyi didn't care about that much, helped Bai Hao stop bleeding and poured demonic power into his body.
"It's broken." Fei Xiaoyu checked the injuries on his arm.
Bai Hao's right arm had broken bones.
Although this kind of injury can be healed, it will not take a day or two. As Bai Hao is now, he will have to cultivate for at least five or six days before he can get out of bed.
Even if you use the best healing medicine, it may be difficult to recover before the battle of the Heavenly Demon.
Bai Hao was good at using the bow, and his right arm was broken. It was impossible to use it again before recovery.
Fei Xiaoyu then looked carefully and found that the meridians on Bai Hao's arm seemed to be damaged, and his eyebrows were furrowed.
The damage to the meridians is definitely the other party intentionally. Judging from the other party's posture, it is intentional to destroy his arm.
Once the meridians are damaged, it will be difficult to reconnect them again. Maybe the whole arm will be invalidated.
For a person like Bai Hao who is good at using bows and arrows, he almost devotes his entire life to archery techniques. If this hand is destroyed, bows and arrows may become some luxury for him.
"You are such a ruthless method!" Qu Zhongyi looked at the stage in anger.
Hong Tianyou stood with his hands behind his back: "It is inevitable to be injured when he competes with each other. I am just a little test, but who knows he can't help but fight."
"What did you say!"
His words completely angered everyone in Qingyun Castle below the audience.
Who can not be angry if you take the ruthless move first and pretend to be provocative?
Hong Tianyou didn't care about this: "If anyone is dissatisfied, please give me advice."
In fact, anyone can see this game, but Bai Hao must have lost.
Although the opponent's attack is not serious, it is indeed more than one step ahead.
They are all people who fought in the Battle of Heavenly Demons, but the gap in strength is obvious.
"If you have the ability, I will fight you!" Fei Xiaoyu stood up with his sword and wanted to go to the stage.
Qu Zhongyi suddenly called her: "Junior sister, come a lesson, I'll come in person!"
After saying that, he flew onto the stage.
The eyes of the people around him were hot, and disciples kept applauding.
Qu Zhongyi is the number one person in Qingyun Castle, in other words, the highest combat power among Qingyun Castle disciples. Qu Zhongyi takes action by himself and will arouse the excitement in the hearts of everyone. It is obvious that the official war has not yet been officially fought, so the highest combat power has been sent. Could it be that today, the Yang Kingdom and Yunxuan Kingdom will fight to the end?
Along the crowd, someone was carrying Bai down to cultivate. Long Wenmu walked through the crowd and came to Bai Hao.
Bai Hao was driven by the crowd and raised his head miserably: "Junior Brother Long...you are here too..."
"Don't talk for now, heal your wounds. You may be able to recover before the battle of the Heavenly Demons." Long Wenmu stuffed several bottles of medicine into his arms.
"I'm sorry, Junior Brother Long is worried... but I'm so miserable, alas..." Bai Hao looked depressed, was helped by his disciples, and soon disappeared into the crowd.
Looking at his last look, Long Wenmu couldn't help but shake his head.
Bai Hao gave him a good impression. He is upright and upright, but sometimes he just passed it. His injury was not bad for this crushing defeat, and he would be fine if he recovered for a few days. He was just afraid that he would be able to endure the battle after experiencing this defeat.
People who practice practice emphasize clear minds and without fighting spirit, they will probably not be able to make progress in the future. They only hope that Bai Hao will not be trapped by such inner demons.
But then again, his defeat was purely due to lack of strength. There will always be a victory or defeat in the arena competition, and this kind of thing cannot be blamed on others.
The atmosphere on the ring was already hot.
Qingyun Castle suffered a big defeat this time, losing several games in a row, and even the number one person on the list of demon masters took the stage in person.
"Qu Zhongyi, the number one disciple among Qingyun Castle, I have long admired your name." Hong Tianyou sneered.
"I have nothing to be happy about being admired by you for a long time." Qu Zhongyi hummed.
"Brother Qu, you may have misunderstood what I mean. I have always heard that the people in Qingyun Castle don't have much ability, but they are arrogant. Even you, the first one, are impatient to come up to challenge me. It seems that the rumors are really correct."
"What did you say!" Everyone in Qingyun Castle cursed angrily when they heard this.
Qu Zhongyi snorted coldly and said, "What are you doing when you say so much nonsense? Who is not capable and arrogant? I'll know soon after I started fighting!"
After saying that, he was astonished as a terrifying fog, and several pieces of crafting were shot out one after another.
Hong Tianyou didn't react slowly, so he immediately dodged and then fought back.
The wind was heard on the ring, violent demonic power surged and collided, and the two figures were flying quickly, and the roar of the battle was like continuous thunder.
Listening to the cheers around, Long Wenmu's brows also relaxed a little.
Qu Zhongyi is the number one person after all. His strength is undoubtedly much stronger than Bai Hao.
No matter what personal opinion he has about Qu Zhongyi, at least his strength is unquestionable.
The other party can beat Bai Hao, but there is no advantage here in Qu Zhongyi.
If it's the Qu Zhongyi, it's no problem to play a squad with the other party.
But at the same time, he also thought to himself that Hong Tianyou should not be the strongest person among the representatives of the Yang Kingdom. He is obviously not the strongest, but he can match Qu Zhongyi. Then the result of this battle between the Heavenly Demons is probably not optimistic.
On the ring, the two sides were hard to part with each other. From the initial popularity, the off-field gradually turned into a kind of silence and worry.
As the battle progressed, many people thought of this result.
The opponent is not the top player and can tie the top player with the number one. If there are stronger people on the other side, who can deal with Qingyun Castle?
Both of them did their best on the battlefield. Qu Zhongyi initially planned to keep his hands, but after the fight, he realized that this was no match for him to keep his hands.
The two of them flew through quickly, roaring together.
It has been a long time since this kind of battle was maintained.
If it weren't for the similar strength, it wouldn't have been in the same place for such a long time.
"Who do you think is stronger and weak?" Qian Lingxue asked.
Long Wenmu was calm and said, "The meaning of the song is more profound, but he wants to win, but he is afraid it will be difficult."
Long Wenmu thought about what he said for a long time. After reading it for so long, he could tell that Qu Zhongyi's demonic power was a little stronger than Hong Tianyou. However, Hong Tianyou's fighting instinct and moves were above Qu Zhongyi.
If Qu Zhongyi is the chief disciple who has made a name for himself in the sect, then the other party is a desperate person who has experienced countless life-and-death battles.
Each move implies a killer move. As Mr. Yu said before, this man is more like a murderer than an orthodox warrior.
But how could this happen?
The disciples who came out of Yang Kingdom were good at killing? What kind of place could cultivate such people? Could it be that the disciples who came out of Yang Kingdom also encouraged them to kill, or even taught them some killing techniques?
As the battle continued, the situation gradually became clearer.
Qu Zhongyi, as the number one disciple of Qingyun Castle, has a more powerful foundation. However, the opponent is better at the weird and tricky moves, and even has a higher level of Qu Zhongyi in combat experience. His background is slightly worse, but he uses his flexible body skills and moves to force Qu Zhongyi to retreat repeatedly.
Qu Zhongyi was sweating coldly on his forehead, feeling the murderous intent in the opponent's moves again and again. He wanted to find the opponent's flaw, but he could not understand the opponent's body movements, and he had nowhere to use his strength.
As the battle continued, Qu Zhongyi grabbed the other party's gap with a rare moment, reached out to grab the other party's wrist, and pulled it back hard.
A short knife flashed in Hong Tianyou's hand and quickly slashed into Qu Zhongyi's neck.
The sword flashed, intending to cut off Qu Zhongyi's throat.
Qu Zhongyi was shocked and hurriedly retreated. He wanted to pull the other party over, but he had to remove the power in his hand, but he accidentally tore off a piece of his sleeve.
Under the broken sleeve, there seemed to be some black pattern, and it seemed to be a corner of some kind of tattoo.
Hong Tianyou glared at her eyes, and quickly reached out to cover her sleeves. He bounced his fingers and the short knife splashed towards Qu Zhongyi's eye sockets. While Qu Zhongyi was dodging the short knife, he raised his leg and kicked Qu Zhongyi's stomach.
Qu Zhongyi dodged the opponent's short sword, revealing his gap, and he couldn't dodge at all. The opponent kicked him in the stomach, and he only felt that all his internal organs had moved. The impact felt like he was hit by a giant mountain. He groaned and flew backwards down the ring.
After landing, he staggered and took several steps to barely stand firm.
The crowd is silent, and the needle can be heard.
Qu Zhongyi stood under the ring, covering her stomach, a sweet smell appeared in her throat, and a blood-red spilled out of the corner of her mouth.