"Well... wouldn't it be helpful to say more? I know, okay, let's do it."
She pretended to be deep in thought, and suddenly her eyes flashed.
Without saying a word, Zhou Yi raised his sword and rushed towards her.
His martial arts skills are indeed not bad. The sword energy is cold and cold, and the long sword stabs Weiyang vertically and horizontally.
However, Wei Young remained calm and stood there with a calm expression.
Everyone in the audience seemed to have noticed the excitement of this competition, and they were watching every move on the stage with their eyes narrowed.
But when Chu Weiyang smiled disdainfully and looked at the sword tip coming through the air, she showed no sign of nervousness. She raised her right hand slightly, and the whip in her hand flew out quickly.
The whip is made of snakeskin, and is as cunning as a snake. It is difficult to control in the hands of ordinary people, but in the hands of this little twelve-year-old little girl, it is extremely well-behaved. She will not go if she is guided to the west.
Dong. But now, Wei Yang just raised the whip lightly and attacked the enemy.
But what is surprising is that her whip did not attack Zhou Yi, but with a whoosh, it accurately wrapped around the sharp sword.
But at this moment, the whip tightened instantly.
The sword seemed to have met its nemesis. The sword trembled, and the move that was supposed to be a sharp attack could no longer move.
Zhou Yi's sword was restrained, he couldn't move away, and he couldn't attack, so he had to stand in a stalemate with Wei Yang.
Time passed slowly, and Zhou Yi's forehead was covered with sweat.
On the other hand, Chu Weiyang, who was opposite him, looked relaxed.
Talking and laughing from time to time, and waving the whip in his hand from time to time.
Seeing this, Zhou Yi tightened his grip on the sword hilt.
The other hand, however, reached behind his waist quietly.
Weiyang narrowed her eyes slightly, a sharp look flashed in her eyes, and the smile at the corner of her mouth slowly disappeared.
Looking at Zhou Yi opposite, she said coldly, "Mr. Zhou, do you think we have had enough fun?"
Zhou Yi was startled.
"What? You still want to use a hidden weapon? You look like a human being, but you are not as good as a pig or a dog with something so dark!"
She snorted coldly, raised her eyebrows and spoke sharply, the words she said were more hurtful than the sharp sword in Zhou Yi's hand.
Wei Yang originally didn't care about light or darkness. She herself had done something illegal, and for the people in their organization, being able to win without losing was the right thing to do. But this was different in ancient times. Since Zhou Yi cared so much about reputation,
Then let's make his reputation worse.
Besides, her principle has always been that I will not offend others unless they offend me.
These people wanted to kill her, how could she let them go?
When Zhou Yi heard this, his face suddenly became livid.
Weiyang smiled slightly, lashed out with her right hand, and withdrew the whip again.
Zhou Yi was released and fiercely punished those who insulted his reputation.
He himself is not very fast, but as the saying goes, if a dog is in a hurry, he will jump over the wall. If he is in a hurry, his potential will be stimulated.
He heard him shout loudly, raised his sword and rushed towards Weiyang again.
The distance between the two of them was not far away, and with his speed being a level faster, he was close in a few seconds.
However, when he rushed towards him, the sword in his hand began to dance in various ways. It seemed to be equipped with moves, but Weiyang thought about it, this kind of prelude was so gorgeous, and it would definitely not be good in the later stage.
force.
Although his sword is dazzling and his sword aura is fierce.
However, the people in the audience were shocked.
Someone exclaimed, "This is the core martial arts of the Huashan Sect, the Nine Swords of the Dragon!"
Huashan sect?
In this fictional era, there is actually the Huashan Sect?
Well, they told the truth!
However, the Huashan Sect's Nine Heavenly Dragon Swords sounds impressive and majestic, but is actually vulnerable to a single blow.
Weiyang was tired of this unsuspecting martial arts competition. She lazily looked at the Nine Heavenly Dragon Swords that were about to be slashed from the opposite side, and used her movement technique that could even dodge infrared scanning to dodge lightly.
Just when everyone was surprised by Zhou Yi's sword moves, they were shocked again.
I don’t know what kind of evil skill the woman who stood motionless used, but she was extremely fast, dodging left and right, and actually easily dodged the popular sword moves of the Huashan Sect. When she stood still again, she had already
After that Zhou Yi.
Weiyang whipped his whip and struck Zhou Yi on the back with a swipe.
A crack suddenly appeared on his green shirt.
Not only that, the middle coat and lining were also damaged.
"ah-"
Unprepared, he screamed in pain and turned around sharply.
Before anyone could see Weiyang clearly, another one hit her head and face with a whip.
Beat up a drowned dog?
When a tiger falls in peace and is bullied by a dog?
Bullying?
Weiyang murmured in her heart while waving her whip.
She didn't know what her actions were now, but well, at least it was a bit scary.
He actually whipped her one whip after another, and whipped her so vigorously.
Some people in the audience were already stunned.
Lan Yang laughed regardless of his appearance, Fei Xuan'er was shocked with disbelief, and Feng Suiran was leisurely and contented, looking at Wei Yang on the stage who was so happy to be slapped, feeling a little funny and helpless at the same time.
In fact, Wei Yang doesn't particularly want to bully others.
It's just that she has principles, and her principle is to never let go of those who want to harm her, and to make them as miserable as she can.
The screams continued one after another. Zhou Yi had long lost his identity, and his smiles and politeness were all flying high like floating clouds.
He wanted to dodge her attacks, but the strange thing was that every one of her whips was so cunning and weird. It looked nothing special to outsiders. He was the only one who knew personally that no matter how hard he tried to dodge, he could not avoid it.
Blood began to splash everywhere, overflowing from the flesh marks of each whip.
Some people couldn't bear it anymore, but Weiyang still seemed unwilling to stop.
"Well... very good, she is indeed my maid, she has a bit of my style."
Lan Yang raised the corners of his mouth and murmured softly.
Looking at Weiyang's eyes, they went from deep to bright.
"Miss Chu, please spare your life, Miss Chu... spare your life, miss... don't fight, I was wrong..."
Zhou Yi began to beg for mercy, completely ignoring his image.
The body rolling on the ground also turned around and knelt on the ground.
Weiyang was disdainful and sneered.
With a twist of his wrist, he quickly retracted the whip. When Zhou Yi saw this, he was about to exhale.
Seeing another flash of silver light, his pupils shrank sharply, his mouth opened wide, and he could no longer speak...
The silver needle passed through his forehead and penetrated deeply into his brain.
There was no sound, he still maintained the same attitude as before his death, and fell straight to the ground.
Wei Young's expression was always filled with disdain. Everyone could not bear to feel that Zhou Yi, but when they saw this scene, their unbearable expressions suddenly changed. They couldn't be described as shocked, but turned pale.
Their eyes moved slowly from the body that fell to the ground to Weiyang's face, looking at her with fear mixed in their eyes.
"Ah——" Someone screamed in terror, tearing the sky apart.