Finally, someone shouted in surprise, breaking the eerie silence.
The people around him immediately seemed to be going crazy, screaming and losing their voices.
"Qin Ming actually slapped Mo Long? What...what's going on?"
"Why can't Mo Long block Qin Ming's palm?"
"It's fake, it must be fake!"
"Am I hallucinating?"
"Mo Long is the genius of the clan, how can he not be able to accept that slap?"
No one could accept it and kept shouting and screaming.
Zhuang Taiqing frowned and stared at Qin Ming.
Zhuang Hongyan here also has an incredible expression.
"Molong, are you okay?" a banker shouted.
"I...I'm fine, I was careless, I was careless..." Zhuang Molong came back to his senses, gasped, touched his slightly swollen cheek, his eyes were full of anger and hatred.
This face is so embarrassing!
"I think it's better if you don't let me go. Otherwise, if the fight continues, I'm afraid you will be defeated directly and there will be no room for you to fight back." Qin Ming said calmly.
"Bastard!" Zhuang Molong was furious and shouted: "How can I, Zhuang Molong, be compared to you, a bastard who doesn't even deserve the surname Zhuang? I was just careless! You continue to do it! I told you to do it
I want you to come!"
"Since you are so stubborn, I won't be polite!"
Qin Ming shouted deeply, walking a little faster, people were coming towards this like a hurricane.
Ridiculously fast!
"What?"
Zhuang Molong's expression changed, and he suddenly realized something was wrong, and hurriedly raised his hand to fight back.
But he saw Qin Ming coming towards him to kill him with his fists like rain.
Zhuang Molong raised his fists and kicked his feet, intending to fight back with offense instead of defense, but he parried several moves and received several punches all over his body. The severe pain almost made him go into shock. In desperation, he could only give up the attack and try his best.
Defense.
But even so, it won't last long.
In less than a minute, Zhuang Molong's body was bruised and bruised.
He couldn't stop Qin Ming's stormy offensive at all.
His defenses were all flawless in front of Qin Ming.
If you continue, you will definitely die.
"Damn it!! Drizzle Sword Technique!"
Zhuang Molong let out a roar and suddenly drew his sword. The shadow of the sword was like rain, and he killed Qin Ming.
Qin Ming retreated hurriedly.
But the terrifying sword shadow still left a thin and shallow sword mark on his arm.
A little blood spilled out.
"mean!"
Zhuang Nanfei here immediately shouted angrily: "Qin Ming didn't even use a sword! But you used a sword! How despicable! Zhuang Molong, if you win the duel like this, you won't win with force!"
"What is victory without force? Did I say you are not allowed to use swords? As long as I don't violate the rules, who cares? Qin Ming, suffer death!"
Zhuang Molong roared, one man and one sword, rushing towards Qin Ming like a hurricane.
Zhuang Molong used the purest sword technique of Blood Sword Villa! The sword body was light and shadowless, but the blade was cruel and vicious, seeming to be able to cut into pieces. There seemed to be a line of blood on the blade, which was strange and hard to find.
Qin Ming kept dodging and jumping up and down, as if he was very afraid of this sharp sword and did not dare to fight back.
Slowly, the advantage returned to Zhuang Molong.
"Father, it's not good! Qin Ming doesn't know our Zhuang family's swordsmanship at all! He doesn't know its moves and has never seen its power. If he continues like this, he will definitely suffer a big loss, and... I'm afraid Zhuang Molong will also attack him
Let's kill him." Zhuang Nanfei hurriedly turned his head and shouted.
"This duel must be stopped!"
Zhuang Shi also realized the seriousness of the matter.
At first, he considered teaching the swordsmanship of Qin Ming Blood Sword Villa, but this move was opposed by many tribesmen.
The reason is that Qin Ming was not born well, has an unfair reputation, and is a bastard.
He doesn't even have the right to have the surname Zhuang, so how can he be allowed to get involved in the martial arts of the Zhuang family?
Therefore, Qin Ming has never been exposed to Zhuang's martial arts and knows nothing about these profound sword and martial arts.
In order to give Qin Ming a better future, Zhuang Shi had no choice but to send Qin Ming abroad. In addition, he also invited the best master to teach him martial arts.
Although Qin Ming did not have the martial arts skills of the banker, but there were masters from outside to teach him, he would probably have no problem protecting himself.
But Zhuang Shi never thought that Qin Ming, who was so good at martial arts, could fight Zhuang Molong to an inseparable level, which even Zhuang Nanfei couldn't do.
But after fighting, Zhuang Shi still didn't believe that his youngest son could beat Zhuang Molong.
"Brother! Brother! Stop them quickly! Tell them not to fight! Brother!!"
Zhuang Shi gritted his teeth, turned around and said to Zhuang Taiqing.
"What are you stopping? This is your son's choice! If I intervene, wouldn't I be breaking the rules? What's more, this is just a discussion between juniors, it's nothing!" Zhuang Taiqing said expressionlessly.
"But if this continues, I'm afraid someone will die!" Zhuang Shi shouted urgently.
"It's your son's fault for the death! It's because you, the father, have no discipline! This Qin Ming openly challenged Mo Long! Do you know how much impact this matter will have on Mo Long if word spread? He is my banker.
The pillar of the future! If he doesn't repair Qin Ming well today and his reputation is damaged, how will he be able to stand in the future? So since your son is wrong in this matter, let him bear the responsibility!" Zhuang Taiqing said expressionlessly.
"Brother...you..."
Zhuang Shi wanted to say something else.
But Zhuang Taiqing was too lazy to pay attention to him and waved directly, and the people next to him immediately pulled him away.
"Brother! Big brother..."
Zhuang Shi shouted with all his strength.
Zhuang Taiqing was indifferent.
Zhuang Shi was desperate.
Zhuang Nanfei took a deep breath, closed his eyes and gave up.
At this time, no one can save Qin Ming.
He could only pray that Zhuang Molong would be merciful and spare Qin Ming's life.
However, at this critical moment.
Bang!
A dull sound was heard.
Then I saw Zhuang Molong not far away suddenly flying over and falling heavily to the ground. Before he could get up, he vomited several mouthfuls of blood and had difficulty getting up.
