The spear is like a poisonous dragon, swift and cunning!
Yuchi Baoyun narrowed his tiger eyes, roared angrily and put the gun on the rack. He blocked it with a click.
"The strength is average, nothing more than that!" Yuchi Baoyun was about to grin when Qin Mubai's gun suddenly wrapped around his body like a water snake and stabbed straight into his chest and abdomen.
The talented martial artist Qin Shubao combined Tai Chi with his own marksmanship to create the Tai Chi Qin Qiang. When encountering hardness, he becomes soft and soft, and when encountering softness, he becomes hard. The combination of hardness and softness makes use of force to fight, and the changes are unpredictable!
"Ah----" Yuchi Baoyun screamed and fell off the horse neatly. Although there was no spearhead to stab him to death, the spear hit the Tanzhong point, which somehow made him gasp for breath and could only shrink back for a long time.
His body was rolling on him.
The remaining three cavalrymen exclaimed and reined in their horses in unison, looking at Qin Mubai with a sneer on his face in horror as he held out his spear.
"Oh my god, Brother Baoyun is the most outstanding martial artist among us, yet he was knocked off the horse without even passing a single move..."
Changsun Huan's face had turned pale, and the knuckles of his fingers holding the spear were making bones. He breathed in the cold air and glared at Qin Mubai.
Qin Mubai met his eyes: "Master Changsun, are you qualified to own this carved bow?"
Cheng Huaibi came over in surprise: "Brother Qin, well done! I didn't expect your martial arts to be so strong!"
Changsun Huan gritted his teeth tightly, making bones crackle. A flash of light flashed in his eyes. He suddenly hit the spear with his hand and shouted loudly: "Brothers, Qin Mubai is so arrogant, let's join forces and attack him!"
The other athletes watching the competition looked at each other in confusion. Although some were ready to make a move, few actually came forward.
Qin Mubai laughed loudly: "Master Changsun, this trick of yours doesn't work. We are all competitors, why should they be used by you? Even if you all attack me in groups and defeat me, the last dragon
It won't be their turn to pick up the flag, and it will definitely fall into your bag. In that case, why should they work in vain?"
"You!..." Changsun Huan was speechless for a moment and could only stare at Qin Mubai angrily, trembling with anger.
The other athletes are not idiots. They know very well that the current dispute over the Dragon Flag is just between Changsun Huan and Qin Mubai. People like them will end up as cannon fodder no matter which side they help.
It's not their turn to take a share of the dragon flag.
Instead of doing this, it is better to sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight. Maybe in the end, the snipe and the clam will compete with each other and the fisherman will profit.
Therefore, everyone remained motionless and watched the changes.
Changsun Huan raised his arms and waved his arms, but no one responded. No one responded to this extremely sensational roar, and his face became even paler.
Qin Mubai raised the corner of his mouth, raised his spear and pointed it proudly at the sky, saying loudly: "Long Qi, I'm going to decide! Whoever is not convinced, just come forward and challenge! --- Mr. Changsun, do you want to give it a try?"
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"I...!" Changsun Huan was openly provoked, and he was so angry that he couldn't get out of the stage. He roared and rode towards him - "Watch the gun!"
"Humph..." Qin Mubai sneered.
Embroidered legs with flower fists.
"Hoo----" The moment Bai Ju passed by, Qin Mubai didn't even make a move, but with quick eyes and quick hands, Wei Ran moved to the side and dodged Ling Yi's attack with all his strength from Changsun Huan with ease.
When he reined in his horse and turned around, Changsun Huan's heart had already turned cold and he had given up completely.
We are all experts, so there is no need to elaborate. Changsun Huan knew very well that Qin Mubai's martial arts was ten times better than his!
If he was just outstanding in martial arts, that would be enough. At worst, he could instigate the crowd to attack and defeat him. However, this man was so clever and clever that it seemed unrealistic to use any strategy against him.
Qin Mubai smiled and cupped his hands to Changsun Huan: "Thank you, Mr. Changsun, for showing mercy."
Changsun Huan felt as if he was nailed to the ground by iron nails, and did not dare to move at all. He forced a smile on his pale face, and saluted Qin Mubai with cupped fists: "Easy to say, easy to say. Brother Qin's martial arts is indeed extraordinary.