Staring at Wang Teng's arm, Lan Ming's pupils shrank suddenly, and he was secretly shocked: "My sword cuts iron like clay. With one strike, an ordinary person's arm would be cut off. But it only left a harmless blood mark on his body. This kid
The physical body is really weird."
He looked calm on the surface, caressing the sword lightly, and said with a faint smile: "How does my Pojiang Sword taste?"
Wang Teng patted his back, untied the package behind him, and sneered: "You also have a taste of my weapon!"
Lan Ming looked at the big strip of cloth and was stunned. It turned out that Wang Teng had wrapped the Dragon Falling Ancient Sword in oilcloth and tied it with a rein. Only the shape of the blade could be seen!
After looking at it in confusion for a long time, Lan Ming sneered: "Why not show it openly? 0"
Wang Teng shook his head and said: "You are not worthy of letting this sword out of its sheath!"
"Arrogant!" Lan Ming's face was filled with anger. He did not believe that ordinary weapons could defeat his sword. At that moment, the sword light flashed, and its momentum was like a rainbow. It struck Wang Teng's head. The fierce sword energy,
There was a strong wind in the arena!
Facing this terrifying sword, Wang Teng's expression remained unchanged until the blade was only an inch away from his face, then he suddenly swung the ancient sword, and the rough oilcloth hit the sword.
when!
The fierce force hit Lan Ming, who was so shocked that he took a few steps back. His color immediately changed, and he was secretly shocked by the heavy weapon.
Staring at Wang Teng, Lan Ming gradually calmed down his carelessness. This kid is too weird. If he is not careful, he might capsize in the sewer.
"Quick Wind Sword!"
As the shouts fell, Lan Ming's face was solemn, and he slashed horizontally and vertically with sword energy. Each sword was faster than the other, like a strong wind sweeping away fallen leaves. The momentum was breathtaking!
However, Wang Teng used the Qiankun Sword Technique. Although his moves were clumsy, he still had the charm of "great skill and no attack" to block all Lan Ming's sharp sword moves!
Lan Ming became more and more frightened. He felt that the oilcloth wrapped by Wang Teng was swung with great force every time, shaking him so much that blood began to flow from his mouth and his arms trembled. If he continued like this, one of his arms would soon be wasted!
He gritted his teeth and turned around, using his family's martial arts "One-Zi River Sword". This is the second-grade pinnacle sword technique, and combined with his water attribute technique, it is even more powerful. When the sword strikes, the blue light shines brightly and blazingly.
Brilliant. Like a huge wave of the Nu River that rushes endlessly, sweeping in and being unstoppable!
"The fourth form of the Qiankun Sword Technique, sweeping through thousands of armies!"
Wang Teng's eyes burst out with light as sharp as lightning. The oilcloth package swept out, like an autumn wind blowing fallen leaves, setting off a strong wind!
Click!
When the two met, Lan Ming's family sword suddenly broke like scrap metal.
When Lan Ming saw that his sword was broken into two pieces, his expression suddenly changed and he was shocked. He couldn't understand his strength and what kind of weapon was it without wrapping it. Before he could think more about it, it was wrapped in oilcloth, and the force was not reduced, and he shot
To his chest.
As if he was struck by lightning, his body flew backwards!
Wang Teng tiptoed, followed up in the air, bang bang bang... After more than thirty kicks, Lan Ming continued to bleed and fell outside the ring. With a final bang, he lay motionless on the ground like a dead dog...
When the referee saw that a large piece of Lan Ming's chest collapsed and his face was covered with blood, he gasped and thought: "At least seven or eight of the ribs in Lan Ming's chest were broken at once."
"Wang Teng, you... are too cruel." At this time, Qin Fengling came over and gritted her teeth.
Her game was over, and she had been paying attention to this battle circle just now! Seeing her cousin being beaten like this by Wang Teng, she was so angry that she was shaking all over!
At this time, an old housekeeper checked Lan Ming's injuries and said: "Miss, the young master is only seriously injured and there is no fear for his life."
Qin Fengling breathed a sigh of relief and thought to herself: "It seems that this kid has no murderous intention, otherwise with his strength, not to mention thirty kicks, one kick would be enough to penetrate my cousin's chest." She couldn't help but lose most of her anger.
He glared at him and said, "Let's settle this account slowly!"
The orderer held Lan Ming's injured Lan Ming and turned around.
Wang Teng returned to the competition area and saw Liu Fei's beautiful eyes looking at her. She smiled sweetly and said, "Thank you." She knew that Wang Teng kicked Lan Ming more than thirty times to vent her anger.
Wang Teng smiled and said: "It's just a little effort."
when!
After this round of competition, the bell rang and the sky became quiet.
On the rostrum, King Chu stood up and said loudly: "After many rounds of selection today, the top ten in the competition have been announced."
Warm cheers rang out in the square!
King Chu unfolded a piece of paper in his hand and continued: "They are Chu Mengyao, Ye Han, Wu Yi, Yin Yang Man, Huang Pu Yu, Qin Fengling, Wang Teng and..."
Every time a name was called, the cheers from the audience grew louder.
Wang Teng listened carefully and found that apart from him, the previous six people were masters from Kyoto, and the other three were from other places!
King Chu pressed his hands, and the square became quiet again, and said in a deep voice: "Today's continuous competition, the ten players must be exhausted. It is getting late now, so we might as well go back and rest for the night. Let's compete for the top five tomorrow!
"
Although everyone is still not finished, they also understand that the competition cannot be completed in one breath, and they all think: "Tomorrow will be the real finale."
"Disperse." King Chu waved his hand, indicating that today's game is over for now!
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Night, starry.
After dinner, Liu Fei came to the medicine hall and saw Wang Teng sitting in front of the stone table. She smiled and said: "Brother Wang..."
Wang Teng hurriedly put some items behind him.
Liu Fei wondered: "Why are you so nervous..." Looking behind Wang Teng, Wang Teng knew that he couldn't avoid it, so he simply took out the items and put them on the table.
Liu Fei looked closely and saw that it was a piece of clothing, and there were some needles and threads. After being stunned for a few seconds, she let out a laugh and said with a smile: "Brother Wang, you are actually mending clothes!"
The louder you laugh, the louder you laugh, leaning forward and back, regardless of your image!
Wang Teng touched his nose awkwardly: "When I fought with Lan Ming today, I was scratched by his sword."
Liu Fei pursed her lips and smiled and said: "If the clothes are torn, just buy them again. With Brother Wang's current status, he won't even have to wear old clothes."
Wang Teng shook his head and said, "This was given to me by Minqing."
Liu Fei's smile faded and she took a closer look at the style of the clothes. It was indeed given to him by Minqing when he entered the palace last time. She said softly: "I didn't expect that Brother Wang would be so affectionate towards Sister Minqing..."
Wang Teng was silent. This was the only thing Minqing left to him, and of course he cherished it.
Liu Fei sat down and took the clothes and needlework in her hands.
Wang Teng said: "What are you..."
Liu Fei rolled her eyes at him and said, "You men are used to being rude. Of course, we women should do this kind of work. It's more suitable."
She had never done anything like mending clothes, but it was not unusual for a woman to learn some prostitutes while she was still in the boudoir.
Not long after, Liu Fei's skillful hands were seen sewing and mending, and the clothes were completely sewn together. There was only a shallow thin line, and you couldn't tell the problem unless you were careful.
