Wang Zhengrong struggled to get up, but the severe pain in his chest caused difficulty in breathing, making him unable to fight back at all, and he could only reluctantly acquiesce in Chen Minglei's victory.
There was a roar of applause from the audience, and Chen Minglei's voice was very loud for a while.
Yi Wu looked at Wang Zhengrong in the stands, then at Yi Wen and Gu Yuan beside him, and sighed gloomily.
…
Next on the stage were Yu Wen Huaqi and Li Mohan. These two people obviously knew each other. After taking the stage, they did not rush to do anything. One of them started chatting instead.
"Brother Yuwen, I've watched your first two games, and your swordsmanship doesn't seem to have improved much."
"If you don't show your full strength this time, I will send you off the ring."
Before he finished speaking, Li Mohan swung his long sword, and like a shooting star, he shot towards Yu Wenhua on the opposite side.
Everyone onlookers were stunned. Damn it, this kid Li Mohan is too shady. The last sentence he said was saying hello, and the next sentence was about making a move. This is called a sneak attack!
In the eyes of onlookers, Li Mohan's moves seemed very simple, just a straight sword thrust straight into Yu Wenhuaqi's face, without any other skills or moves.
But in the eyes of Yu Wenhuaqi, who also practices swordsmanship, Li Mohan's move has actually reduced complexity to simplicity.
This seemingly simple move actually contains many possible changes.
No matter how Yu Wenhua Qi responded, Li Mohan's sword could change accordingly, making Yu Wenhua Qi unable to defend himself.
"pretty!"
Yu Wenhuaqi exclaimed in admiration, taking exquisite steps with his feet, and stabbed Li Mohan's sword with the long sword in his hand.
Sword tip to sword tip, time seemed to have stopped. At this moment, the two long swords stabbed each other so exquisitely that the area around the arena was briefly quiet.
This is a rare sight!
To say how amazing this thing is, in today’s language, it can be described like this, this is something worth posting on WeChat Moments!
Of course, except for Gu Yuan, everyone else in the audience may not know what a circle of friends is.
Everyone looked at the two masters of swordsmanship, Li Mohan and Yu Wenhuaqi, on the stage, wanting to taste the secrets of masters' sword use from the moves just now.
Clang!
There was a sword cry, and two swords passed by each other.
Just when everyone thought that Li Mohan and Yu Wenhuaqi just exchanged moves in an ordinary way.
Suddenly, the situation changed suddenly.
The moment the two swords crossed each other, the two master swordsmen on the stage suddenly accelerated their sword dancing speeds.
The two swords collided fiercely the moment they turned around.
The sonorous sound of subway swords clashing echoed throughout the arena.
If we say that the sword tips of the two people collided before, it was like two fish approaching slowly in the water and finally colliding.
So now, the dazzling sword moves between the two people are like two willow leaves in the strong wind, intertwining at a speed that is impossible to see.
Everyone looked at the two people in dazzling eyes. The two swords kept colliding and separating, separating and colliding on the ring.
"What are these two people doing?
Why is it so fast?"
Suddenly, for some reason, there was a thunder in the sky.
As soon as everyone recovered from the shock of thunder, they saw the two people who had been hard to catch before, already standing on both sides of the ring.
Yu Wenhuaqi and Li Mohan faced each other with their backs facing each other, and the swords in their hands naturally drooped. Neither of them moved or spoke, just like two stone statues.
Just when everyone was getting impatient and clamoring to climb onto the ring to check the results of the competition between the two.
I saw Li Mohan swing the long sword in his hand, and a stream of bright red blood was thrown out.
"Brother Yuwen, I accept the offer."
Li Mohan suddenly said such a sentence, and after saying that, he simply left the ring.
Everyone in the audience was a little stunned. What is going on?
Did Li Mohan win?
When the competition first started, there was a referee on the stage. After a few games, this referee was no longer enough.
Later, there was no referee at all. Whoever beat him would go on stage himself. After the fight, there would be someone in the audience to record the win or loss.
Outer disciples usually win three games to pass.
If you want to be an inner disciple, just play more games.
After Li Mohan left, everyone looked at Yu Wen Huaqi, who had been standing still, and soon found that Yu Wen Huaqi had also started to move.
"Hey, it's moving!"
Just the moment he moved, a "hissing" sound of jetting sounded.
The red blood spurted out from Yuwen Huaqi's neck like a fountain.
Looking at Yu Wen Huaqi who fell on the ring, everyone realized that Yu Wen Huaqi was dead.
Either Li Mohan drew his sword too fast before, so fast that Yu Wenhuaqi's body didn't even react, or there was something special about Li Mohan's sword.
No matter what the situation is, Li Mohan is not simple.
After Li Mohan left the stage, some of the outer disciples briefly tidied up the arena.
Soon two more contestants came onto the ring. Both of them had quite satisfactory fighting styles. They punched each other and kicked each other. There was nothing special about them.
Gu Yuan and the others quickly lost interest and walked back to the original arena.
In this arena, the fight is going on wonderfully right now.
"boom!"
There was a burst of dust flying, and Li Beibei's thin body flew directly from one end of the ring to the other end of the ring, and fell heavily into the dust.
"Forget it, surrender quickly, otherwise you will be beaten to death by him."
Seeing Li Beibei in such a state of embarrassment, the onlookers felt sympathy and couldn't help but persuade him, hoping that Li Beibei would surrender.
Li Beibei had already forgotten that this was the first time a kind-hearted audience had asked him to surrender.
But he just grinned, endured the pain on his body, and stood up again.
Although blood would spill out of his mouth as soon as he opened his mouth, Li Beibei still persisted and made a gesture to Zhou Tianhao on the other side of the ring to let him come over.
Zhou Tianhao was a little dazed. Is this Li Beibei made of iron?
You can still stand up after being injured like this!
Zhou Tianhao asked hesitantly: "Li Beibei, can you still hold on?"
The two met by chance and had no grievances. Zhou Tianhao did not want to kill him.
But Li Beibei said nonchalantly: "You can just come if I ask you to come. Why is there so much nonsense?"
"Okay, since you are seeking death yourself, no wonder I am cruel."
Zhou Tianhao was enraged by the success. He roared and galloped over like a giant beast.
Everyone looked at Li Beibei again. He didn't even have the ability to avoid Zhou Tianhao's collision.
He just turned his body slightly, and before he could dodge, he was directly hit by Zhou Tianhao.