Chapter 202 Destroying Flowers with Difficult Hands 1
The venue for the competition was quickly cleared and divided into three large areas, and then small areas. It seemed a little crowded, but there were still quite a lot of participants. The small venue was also convenient for ending the battle quickly, because
If you go out of bounds, you lose.
"Little girl, your friend is not very lucky. Not only was he assigned to a group with no suspense, but he also met someone from the Red Demon Pavilion. Although the girl from the Red Demon Pavilion is not as good as Mu Qi, her strength is also pretty good.
People." After learning about his companion's situation, the man was in a good mood and explained the situation on Chen Mo's side to Yan Yu.
"But it doesn't matter. It's better than competing against Mu Qi. It's not bad to lose to a pretty little lady. If you fall in love because of fighting, you can make a lot of money."
Yan Yu rolled his eyes at this man.
The competition will start soon. Due to venue reasons, Chen Mo's competition will be held in the third group. Taking advantage of a little time, after saying hello to Yan Yu, he went to watch the competition involving Mu Qi. Since
These people all say that he is powerful, so see for yourself how powerful he is.
The competition begins.
Because this is the Tang Dynasty, most people here like to use Tang style knives, but there are slight differences in shape.
Chen Mo saw that Mu Qi was already waiting on the field, with his sword hanging on his waist and his hands crossed on his chest, waiting for his opponent to appear.
Competitions in other venues had already begun, but Mucci's opponent never showed up. Just when everyone thought he had given up, the man appeared on the court with his feet dangling.
"No need to read it." Chen Mo shook his head secretly. This kind of momentum was completely boring, and it wouldn't have much reference value even if it was a fight.
Chen Mo guessed it right. The beginning was the end. The man walked out of the place by himself, and he was still running for his life. He was afraid that he would not be able to get out at that moment in the night.
"Mu Qisheng."
The callous and emotionless referee's voice sounded, followed by boos from many spectators, but at this time the man had already disappeared while taking a cigarette.
"Hey, what's going on with that guy? He just gave up like that. It's so useless. He's not afraid of dying like that." Yan Yu curled his lips.
"Little girl, the rule is that you are not allowed to kill, but in the martial arts competition, who can guarantee that you will not miss? Every year, one or two people will die due to the martial arts competition. Even so, others may not feel easy, and the injuries
Business is even more commonplace."
"You don't know that in the last session of this Mu Qi, although there were no deaths among his opponents, there were also no minor injuries, and some even ruined their career in martial arts."
"So, that person is self-aware. It is difficult for him to preserve his strength, so he should just give up. Although he is despised by others, at least he will not be a mediocre person for the rest of his life."
The Five Heroes of Jiangbei said with one glance. The atmosphere was still very relaxed. It seems that the first opponent of their companions is not too difficult to deal with.
After the venue was cleaned a little, the next pair's competition began, and the competition was in full swing as time went by. Some people were happy and some were sad. Needless to say, they were happy, but they were worried that the taste of a round trip was not pleasant, even though they knew the ultimate reward.
It's beyond your reach, but it's a pity that you didn't let those people take a second look at you.
Just after afternoon, the competition will not stop. If you are hungry, you will take care of it yourself. You have to play when it is time to play.
After Chen Mo ate some dry food, it was his turn.
"Come on Chen Mo!" Yan Yu shouted to Chen Mo from a distance, but it was quickly covered up by other voices.
"Duanmu Qingqing, come on!"
Yan Yu was very familiar with such male voices. When women came on stage before, these men kept barking and whistling, and this time it was even worse.
There is no distinction between men and women in the competition here, everything depends on strength.
Chen Mo walked onto the court, and his opponent also walked onto the court, a woman in white with a long black knife at her waist.
The two stood opposite each other in the center of the field, one foot apart.
Chen Mo took off the broken blade wrapped with cloth strips around his waist, untied the cloth strips in an orderly manner, and carefully stared at the Tang sword that had been with him for many years. It was because of it that Chen Mo fell in love with the Tang sword.
kind of straight.
He didn't know whether this sword came from the Tang Dynasty or was a product of the Tang Dynasty, but it somehow connected him, a Xia man wearing the skin of the Chu Kingdom, with the word Tang.
"Red Demon Pavilion, Duanmu Qingqing."
The woman politely bowed her hand to Chen Mo. This was not a battle between enemies, but a competition. It was just a form of martial arts etiquette. Of course, you don't have to do it if you are a little arrogant.
"Chen Mo."
Chen Mo held the knife in his backhand and returned the salute.
Short knife? No, broken knife!
Duanmu Qingqing caught a glimpse of Chen Mo's weapon. It was an old-fashioned Tang sword, and it was half broken. Did he use such a weapon to compete with her?
The woman slowly drew out her long sword, held the handle with both hands, and held it upright in front of her body. The originally graceful woman became a bit overbearing.
"Sorry."
The woman's voice reached Chen Mo's ears. She had already concluded that Chen Mo, like most people, would end up in the first round. She was confident that in her sect, she was the best in talent and strength.
Yes, it won't take long before I can surpass Senior Sister.
Chen Mo took a step back, tilted the broken blade down, leaned forward slightly, placed his left hand across his chest, and looked straight at the other person, looking like a raptor in the forest.
Chen Mo didn't look down on all the people below the third realm just because he had killed those in the third realm.
"The competition begins!"
An order was given at the beginning, but the two did not launch an attack and rush towards each other.
"What's wrong with him?!" Duanmu Qingqing looked into Chen Mo's eyes, and she actually felt a hint of danger.
The reason why she did not launch an attack was that she was waiting for Chen Mo to make a move. As soon as he made a move, she would be able to roughly judge his strength and make countermeasures.
Chen Mo was also waiting, waiting for him to take action. He could already feel the flow of breath in this person's body driving the flow of Qi. Her breath was indeed stronger than those of those who had competed before.
"Ahem." The referee coughed slightly. "The game has begun."
"What are they doing? The two of them can't really meet each other's eyes..."
While the audience on the sidelines was guessing, the two people moved.
"So fast!!"
Duanmu Qingqing doesn't want to wait any longer. Since you don't take action, then I will.
Duanmu Qingqing held the sword in both hands, leaned forward and rushed forward with the sword across her body. The distance of one foot was only a blink of an eye.
Horizontal moon!
The long knife turned into a huge crescent in her hand, and it sliced across Chen Mo's body. If she didn't block it, she would definitely be split into two halves. If that was the case, it wouldn't be a pity to die like that. Here
After all, it's not a house game. If you don't have any skills, you can only make jokes.
Even if he can block it, his own strength will cause him to suffer internal injuries and even fly out of the field.
The long knife had already slashed at Chen Mo's waist, less than a foot away, but Chen Mo also took action. The broken blade blocked the opponent's long knife, and the long knife drew on the broken blade, causing a harsh golden sound.
and a dazzling line of sparks.
During this period, Chen Mo looked around and happened to meet Duanmu Qingqing's surprised eyes, but they disappeared in an instant because she missed him.
After the long knife slashed across, Chen Mo changed the direction of the blade of the broken knife in his hand and slashed directly towards the back.
After Duanmu Qingqing came into contact with him, she felt as if she had hit a big mountain and was unable to shake the opponent at all, let alone anything else.
After the blade slashed, a striking knife mark was cut in front of her. It is conceivable that she did not stop the previous slash. Duanmu Qingqing had no time to deal with the power of her sword, and she saw it from the corner of her eye.
Chen Mo's arm moved, and his instinctive reaction was to kick off one foot and pounce forward.
As soon as his body moved even a little, Chen Mo's broken blade had already passed through, directly cutting off the hair that was floating on the side of Duanmu Qingqing's head.
Duanmu Qingqing jumped forward, touching the ground with one hand, twisting his wrist, turning his body half a circle, touching the ground with three feet, and raising the knife with one hand to point at the sky.
Duanmu Qingqing raised her head and looked in the direction of Chen Mo. He still maintained his previous standing posture, and the knife was still in the same position. But he had indeed fired two swords, blocking everything, and they were still slowly falling in the air.
The black hair is the final proof.
Audiences who are a little closer will know that Chen Mo's knife just now almost hit Duanmu Qingqing. Fortunately, she hid in time. If the knife in the hand of the guy named Chen Mo had grown longer, or could it be said that it was completely intact?
The knife, the thing floating in the air is not the black hair.
Only now Duanmu Qingqing knows that even if he didn't hide from the knife just now, he would not be injured, but more hair would fall down.
The speed of his sword was so fast, and he actually didn't feel the surge of his true energy at all. What kind of strength was he, above the three realms?! Even if he was in the three realms, it was impossible for him to feel uncomfortable at the moment of the fight.
See a trace of true energy surging. Four realms?!! How is that possible? How can there be such a young four realms?!! With such strength and talent, there is no need to come here, the Ou family will give them famous swords themselves
Flatter.
In one thought, several thoughts flashed through.
Chen Mo didn't give her much time to wonder.
The black hair fell to the ground, Chen Mo's figure faded, Duanmu Qingqing's eyes suddenly shrank, her body bounced to the left, and at the same time, she swung the knife to the right, slashing horizontally.
With a "bang", he also turned over and landed on the ground. He stepped on the golden lotus and took a few steps to stabilize his body.
As soon as he stabilized his body, Duanmu Qingqing realized that the other party did not give her even a slight chance to recover, and Chen Mo rushed out of the dust mist caused by the previous collision.
This time, Duanmu Qingqing had no chance to take action, so she only blocked Chen Mo's attack. This time, she realized how domineering this guy's power was.
He held the handle of the knife tightly with both hands, and the back of the knife was already close to his chest, so as to prevent the opponent's sharp blade from cutting him.
"Qiang!"
The sound of blades clashing.
"Wow~"
The sound of his boots scraping against the ground.
After a distance of half a foot, the two men stopped, their blades crossed each other, and their eyes met, just a stone's throw away.