Chapter 204 Destroying Flowers with Difficult Hands 3
After Chen Mo threw the knife, he didn't look at it. He didn't think about what he would do to the man with the knife. He was just unhappy that the man attacked him. Since it was a martial arts competition, death and injury were inevitable.
Chen Mo turned around and looked at Duanmu Qingqing, who was kneeling on the ground motionless. The knife in her hand had fallen to the ground, but Chen Mo did not relax too much.
Chen Mo ignored the shouts and curses and looked at her back quietly. His left hand was still dripping with blood, and it fell to the ground like plum blossoms.
Except for those who were competing, many people turned their attention here. It wasn’t that the fighting here was exciting. In fact, it was quite exciting. But they didn’t see it. They heard the shouts and curses from the audience, and they were all curious.
Look over here to see who caused the public outrage.
Duanmu Qingqing moved. Her movement made those who were still complaining about her "death" slowly quiet down. She slowly stretched her hands towards her neck and made a stranglehold. She was not really
Instead of pinching her own neck, she covered her neck to prevent her blood from flowing out. Indeed, she seemed to have done it. Only when the audience calmed down did they see that there was no blood gushing out of her neck after her throat was cut.
While everyone was puzzled, she let go of her hands and slowly spread them in front of her eyes, her blood-red palms irritating her eyeballs.
"This is not my blood."
Duanmu Qingqing turned to look at Chen Mo, who was standing behind her. There was no knife in his hand, but his palm was moving like a knife. The other hand was hanging down, and the palm that he had cut before was dripping with blood.
"It's his blood."
At this time, she finally remembered, and remembered Chen Mo's last blow. In that last blow, he didn't use his broken knife at all, but instead used his injured left hand to wipe it on her neck.
Therefore, the blood on his neck belongs to him.
"Miss Qingqing, are you okay?!" The audience calmed down.
"Miss Qingqing, kill that ungrateful boy!!" Some radical viewers believed that Duanmu Qingqing escaped Chen Mo's blow. At this time, he no longer had weapons, which was Duanmu Qingqing's last moment of counterattack.
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"Senior sister, what's going on?" asked a fellow disciple of Red Demon Pavilion.
"He used his weaponless hand as a weapon to slash at Qing Qing." After taking action, the senior sister of the Red Demon Pavilion saw that Chen Mo had no intention of killing Qing Qing, but that he was already overwhelmed and unable to recover. No wonder the other party
There will be resentment. As the senior sister spoke, she flicked the broken knife she had blocked with her fingers. The broken knife spun in mid-air. With a wave of her hand, she grabbed the handle and carefully looked at the old and damaged Tang Dao.
Over there at the tournament.
"I lost." Duanmu Qingqing said softly, although she was a little regretful, she was also convinced.
Chen Mo let go of his palm, nodded slightly to Duanmu Qingqing, and walked out of the field alone. The referee next to him saw Duanmu Qingqing admit defeat and Chen Mo left, and he himself breathed a sigh of relief. It was such a wonderful battle at such a close distance.
, I was not sure that I could stop it midway. Just like Chen Mo's last blow just now, my movements were still a step slower.
Chen Mo returned to the sidelines, and Yan Yu also overcame many difficulties and came to Chen Mo's side. He immediately started rummaging through the boxes. Chen Mo was injured and needed emergency treatment because the competition had not stopped yet. According to the organizer's rules, Sun
The competition ends when the mountain sets. No matter how injured you are during the period, you have to continue unless you give up. It seems unfair, but there is no absolute fairness in this world. Moreover, this unfairness is not directed at a certain person.
It's about everyone participating in the competition to see who has better luck. Luck is also a part of strength.
Yan Yu took out a small bottle, which was the healing medicine that Chen Mo usually prepared. Chen Mo took out the clothes he was not wearing, tore them open without hesitation, tore them into strips of cloth, and poured the medicine powder on
There was a spicy feeling on his palm, and the muscles of Chen Mo's forearm trembled slightly, and then he used a cloth to bandage his wound. After removing the wound on his hand, Chen Mo unbuttoned his shirt and exposed his upper body.
There are also some wounds on both shoulders.
This is what those with sharp eyes who pay attention to him can see. There are several scars on his thin body that have faded. Although they are shallow, they are shocking.
"Good guy, these injuries are serious injuries that can kill someone."
"What on earth did this guy go through?"
On Duanmu Qingqing's side, a classmate also flew over to her side. Seeing that there was only blood and no wounds on her neck, she breathed a sigh of relief. However, there were also several cuts on her body and several blood stains on her cheeks.
On her pretty face.
"Junior sister, I will take you to heal your wounds." The classmate took Duanmu Qingqing's hand and slowly left the venue.
Duanmu Qingqing turned her head and glanced at Chen Mo who was healing herself at the edge of the field, then turned back and followed her senior sister away.
Yan Yu was used to seeing Chen Mo injured. Although he didn't give him a good look, he was still worried about him.
"You fought well, but why did you lose all your knives in the end? Did you still give that sister a knife? What will happen in the subsequent competition?" Yan Yu said complainingly as he helped Chen Mo bandage his wounds.
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Chen Mo didn't say anything. After bandaging the wound, he put his clothes back on. As soon as he put it on, there was a sound of breaking wind. Chen Mo stretched out his hand, grabbed the broken knife that was thrown back, and turned it in front of Yan Yu.
Knife flower.
"Look, this is not coming back."
Yan Yu rolled his eyes at him.
on the other side.
"How's the investigation going?" the head of the Ou family asked a servant who hurried back.
"This..." The person who came back looked a little embarrassed. He couldn't get much in such a short time, but he could only get a little: "This person's name is Chen Mo. He is not from the Tang Dynasty. There is only a little girl accompanying him.
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"Master, how about..."
The head of the Ou family waved his hand: "The competition is the same as before. Since it was just a misunderstanding before, even though he is not from the Tang Dynasty, he must not be a vicious person. Let's wait and see after the competition."
"It's not from the Tang Dynasty, but it uses Tang's sword. It seems that Tang's sword is quite popular." The young man who was worried about the Red Demon Pavilion before was more relaxed after he was sure that it was a false alarm.
few.
"I wonder if he has a chance to aspire to win the Tang Dao over there."
"The chance is slim. Although he can beat Duanmu Qingqing from the Red Demon Pavilion, there is a stronger Mu Qi in their group. As far as I know, Mu Qi has entered the third realm a year ago.
According to past experience, when the Three Realms appear, there is basically no competitiveness, and everyone else is just a foil." The head of the District family said with a smile. He was not worried about the strength of the contestants. On the contrary, the stronger the better, the better.
The more the merrier, which in turn shows that the knives from my Ou family are good.
"What if that person is also in the third realm or above." The young man said towards him.
"Don't talk about it. He doesn't have any of the three realms, otherwise he wouldn't be in such a miserable state under that girl Duanmu Qingqing." The head of the District family shook his head.
"Come on, it doesn't matter who Chen Mo is, as long as he is not a spy of the enemy country, let him play." The young man turned around and left.
"I'll go to the Red Demon Pavilion to have a look."
The stands over at the Red Demon Pavilion.
Duanmu Qingqing followed her classmates back to the stands. She had already failed and had no reason to stay on the field. It was only a place for the victors.
"Senior sister, I lost." Duanmu Qingqing said calmly.
"Take care of the wound first, then change into clothes." The senior sister nodded and said.
"Senior sister, can you tell what state he is in?" Duanmu Qingqing asked. She still had a little fantasy. As long as his state was higher than hers, her loss would not be so embarrassing. Of course, this was also for her.
Find an excuse to comfort yourself for failure.
"If you lose, you lose. Why do you still care about your realm? Could it be that his realm is higher than yours, and now you don't lose?" Senior sister asked in return.
"Do you know why you lost?"
Duanmu Qingqing remained silent, wasn't it because of her own lack of strength?
"You just treat it as a competition, but he treats it as a life and death struggle."
When the senior sister said this, Duanmu Qingqing recalled the first time she looked at him. From that moment on, his demeanor completely changed.
"However, he was able to lower the limit of life-and-death struggle, so he didn't take his life in the final blow."
"If this wasn't a competition, you might have died in his hands long ago."
"Sister, is he like Mu Qi, also in the third realm? What kind of monsters came to this competition this year? Don't talk about monsters, then Chen Mo is the monster. He looks younger than Mu Qi. For such a young three realm, we
But I've never heard of it." A fellow student asked curiously. From the beginning of the competition, their senior sister had said that this person only had the strength of the first level. Does the senior sister now want to overturn her previous conclusion?
Their senior sister had indeed spied on Chen Mo's strength before. With the senior sister's ability, as long as he was not from the fourth realm, it was still difficult to hide his strength. If he were from the fourth realm, the Ou family would treat him as a guest, and there would be no need to
If he goes to compete for that famous sword, the Ou family will tailor it for him.
"No, he is in the first realm, but he seems to have the intention of the third realm." The senior sister also frowned and looked at her little junior sister.
"Senior sister, when you say that, I suddenly felt something. Fighting against him was almost like fighting against senior sister. I seemed to be controlled by him."
"How can one realm have the meaning of three realms?" The other disciples would not believe this.
"Not every practitioner comes step by step. The pure Taoist and Buddhist schools are not like this." The senior sister looked back at Chen Mo who was already resting on the edge of the field.