Pei Donglang nodded, put his hand on his sword and flew up to the ring. Ye Jingming jumped down and strode to Su Zhiyu's side, but her eyes fell on Pei Ziyi. She glared at Ye Jingming fiercely, pursed her lips and ignored him.
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Pei Donglang stepped onto the ring, and Qi Yi's red tassel spear was raised horizontally. It was not the first time that Su Zhiyu saw Pei Donglang take action, but he was still nervous. Qi Yi's spear came out, sweeping away thousands of troops. Pei Donglang waved his long sword,
Withstanding the blow, he attacked forward like a thunderbolt. Qi Yi reacted and immediately returned the gun and retreated. He made a flying spin and swept towards Pei Donglang in a spiral. He flew and landed on the top of the spiral.
Qi Yi's red tassel spear immediately changed its position and attacked upwards. They say that every inch is short and every inch is dangerous. Pei Donglang used a sword and this man used a red tassel spear. Naturally, Pei Donglang suffered a bit in the fight.
Su Zhiyu looked at the situation on the table nervously. Although Pei Donglang was able to avoid this person's attack, his counterattack was not strong enough. I am afraid it was also hindered by his own legs and feet. In fact, in a close contest, the most important thing is the attack. And
If you miss a hit, you must consider how to defend. It is extremely important to be able to flexibly respond to local attacks. This Qi Yi is obviously a master.
Qi Yi was able to attack and defend with ease, and Pei Donglang saw every move. The two of them went back and forth, evenly matched. Pei Ziyi let out a sigh and said to Su Zhiyu, "What's wrong with third brother? I feel like my movements are a lot slower."
"The leg injury has not healed." Su Zhiyu only had time to reply to her, and could not look away from the stage for a moment.
Suddenly Qi Yi feinted with a gun, dodged, and the gun swept away. Pei Donglang couldn't dodge, and he immediately put one hand on the gun that swept away, turned over and landed on the ground. The sword in his hand pointed sharply at Qi Yi's vitals. Qi Yi
Unexpectedly, Yi was struck directly by the sword.
Both of them stopped what they were doing, Qi Yi clasped his fists and said, "Your Highness is very skilled in martial arts, I am willing to be inferior."
Pei Ziyi turned around and glared at Ye Jingming, and said proudly, "How about it? Be convinced. Even if my third brother is injured, he can still beat your men to pieces."
"So what, he won't be able to go to the battlefield in the future." The king of Xiliang sneered.
Su Zhiyu snorted and said, "Why did the monarch give up the treatment? Why didn't he take the medicine before coming out? ****'s words shocked me and my friends."
After saying that, before the king of Xiliang came to his senses, he ran straight to Pei Donglang. Ye Jingming felt confused, but he vaguely understood that she was scolding him for being mentally ill. But he was not angry, and just looked at this with interest.
The woman ran over and greeted Pei Donglang.
"Your Highness, are your legs okay?"
"It doesn't matter." Pei Donglang put the sword back into its sheath and took her hand, "You have been tired for a long day too, so come with me to have a meal."
"Okay, okay, I happen to be hungry too. What's the point of fighting? Eating is the most practical thing." Su Zhiyu happily followed Pei Donglang.
Qi Yi snorted coldly, "Younwen Township is the Tomb of Heroes. No wonder the victorious general is no longer seen on the battlefield. It turns out that he drowned in the crowd of women."
Su Zhiyu waved the hem of his clothes and said, "What I am wearing is called a robe. Mr. Qi is so incomprehensible about style, he must still be a bachelor to this day...