When the two faced off, the cheering audience calmed down and waited for the two to start fighting. Of course, only a few gamblers believed that Chen Mo would win. Most people wanted to see this dark horse.
How long can you last under the opponent's sword?
"The game begins!"
Chen Mo raised his knife and stepped forward. There was a sharp "ding" sound, and the two of them collided with each other. The knife Chen Mo used was the knife he just bought last night.
"Some strength, but..."
Mu Qi stepped forward with his front foot, leaving an inch-deep footprint on the ground in front of him. Since Chen Mo wanted to compete with himself in strength, let him see how much different the strength of the third realm was compared to the first realm.
Chen Mo was not to be outdone when Mu Qi took a step, and he also took a step, but did not let Mu Qi push him back a step.
Neither of them made any big moves. After each of them took a step, the struggle of strength caused a wave of wind to come out.
"That's it? Please don't hold anything back." Chen Mo said lightly.
"Hahaha, it seems that you really held back before. Very good. I am feeling bored because this time I am too weak. I want the sword. Of course, I can also enjoy the process of the competition before this time. Chen Mo,
You are qualified." Mu Qi smiled.
"Break it for me!"
Strong zhenqi exploded in the body.
"Chen Mo, I hope you won't lose it so quickly."
Mu Qi's strength increased, and Chen Mo finally took a step back under his suppression, and the scratches were clearly visible.
"I support it!"
The muscles under his sleeves swelled, and Chen Mo stopped retreating. Wind and waves surged out again at the interface between the two, and the solid ground finally cracked inch by inch under the terrifying power of the two.
.......
"My mother, what kind of power is this? The ground was directly broken by their steps."
"What kind of state is that guy named Chen Mo? He didn't mean to be at a disadvantage against Mu Qi!!"
.....
"ah!"
Both of them roared.
"Hey~" Both of them were bounced away by the force of the secret competition.
Just sliding back a step, the two of them swung their swords forward again. This time, both of them tacitly agreed not to continue the collision of strength. Since there is no distinction between them, it depends on whose sword is faster.
In an instant, the sound of "ding-ding-ding-ding-ding" spread like the sound of forging iron. The shadows of the two men's knives intertwined, bursting out clusters of sparks. The sharp knives spread out in all directions, drawing vertical and horizontal ravines on the ground around them.
"interesting!"
"Not enough."
Chen Mo's speed increased again. This was not his fastest speed. Mu Qi was not to be outdone. In an instant, the two people's sword shadows became more intensive. With such fast diligence, the two people's defense was no longer leak-proof, and they slashed one after another.
The marks are no longer exclusive to the ground, but have also begun to appear on their respective bodies.
.....
"So fast!"
"So close that I can't see their knives!"
"Mookie is hurt!"
"real!!"
...
Duanmu Qingqing had already stood up, staring dumbfounded at the battle over there, watching the speed at which they drew their swords like phantoms. At this moment, she realized that the gap between herself and Chen Mo was a little wider. According to her own conscience, she
I'm not sure I can sustain the knife at that speed for so long.
"How did he know how to use Mu Qi's sword?"
"Qingqing, you have forgotten that I said before that he is very likely to have the intention of the Three Realms. Now it seems that he is really like this." Senior Sister said.
"One realm means three realms. How did he do it?" Duanmu Qingqing was a little envious at this time.
.......
"Chen Mo, how could you see through my moves?!"
During the fight, Mu Qi said in surprise.
"Didn't you also see what I did?"
This is not the first time that Chen Mo has been questioned like this.
"The meaning of the three realms!"
"Almost."
"It's really hidden deep enough."
"I just didn't have a chance to realize it."
At this moment, the blades drawn by the two men paused for a moment, and then slashed at the same time.
With a crisp sound of "ding", the numb palms of the two men finally couldn't control themselves and let go of their weapons, flying high in the air like spinning butterflies.
...
"Chen Mo is in danger!" Senior Sister said. For someone like her who knows the details of Mu Qi, the reason why Mu Qi is called the Blood Swordsman is not because he is covered in the blood of the enemy after fighting with others, but because he is
There is another knife, which is the weapon he is most proficient in, a special weapon.
And just when she thought Chen Mo would suffer, the next scene made her know that her previous worries were completely unnecessary.
"It turns out that I can still use my left hand to knife."
...
Mu Qi did not let go of the weapon in fear. Instead, he curled his lips, turned his other hand into a knife, and slashed at Chen Mo with lightning speed.
"Ding~~~"
He didn't see the red he wanted to see, but another white blade appeared in his field of vision. The knife he was most proud of was blocked by the broken blade held by Chen Mo with his left hand.
Chen Mo looked at Mu Qi through the place where the two were fighting and said, "Do you think my broken blade is just for decoration?"
"Oh, then let me see how strong you are at holding a knife in your left hand and in your right hand."
After the "嘡" bounced off, Chen Mo immediately changed his backhand position and held the knife in his forehand, and once again clashed with Mu Qi's change of hand into a knife. In an instant, there were dozens of blows, and then the two of them took advantage of the gap at the same time.
Kicking at the other's chest, the two of them turned around and took several steps back with the force. They each retreated to the knife that had been knocked away before, and immediately drew it out.
After the two men held the knife again with their right hands, they both twisted their numb wrists.
At a certain moment, the two of them bullied each other again. This time, the area of the confrontation between the two was larger. After a dozen or so moves, they separated briefly, ran around the field, and then rushed towards each other. In a moment,
Their fights made the already wide arena become scarred,
"Liju!"
"Running of the Bulls!"
After a brief separation, Mu Qi faced Chen Mo with powerful vertical slashes, and Chen Mo also used his double sword skills to meet him.
"Qiang'er~"
The figures of the two people passed each other, and only the harsh golden sound was left, which was directly transmitted to the ears of the audience. At this moment, the two people were facing forward with their backs facing each other, and there was a newly formed ravine in front of them.
At the same time, both of them had bigger wounds on their chests. Before the blood from the wounds could seep out, the two figures disappeared again, and they started to run parallel, and then they clashed again.
Originally thought to be a trend of overmatch, the competition fell into a stalemate at the beginning. No side had an absolute advantage, so those watching did not have time to observe the competition in the other two venues, for fear of
In the blink of an eye, he missed a wonderful move.
"Double-sword style!! This Chen Mo is actually a double-sword style. He has so many trump cards." The senior sister was also surprised. There are not many people who use double-sword style. The real double-sword style is not just one more sword.
That's it, but she has to use it freely. When she and Chen Mo used the double swords, she was able to use them smoothly and without any hindrance. She used them so well that it was like two people fighting together. This is Chen Mo's current state.
"Did he start using knives when he was still in the womb?" A fellow disciple also said in surprise.
"A person born with a sword." Senior Sister commented.
Duanmu Qingqing no longer had the intention to participate in their conversation, but was concentrating on watching Chen Mo's competition. Although he didn't want to admit it, he was indeed much better at using knives than himself. If it was good, it was worth watching and learning by himself. This was not
A shameful thing.
"Spinning chop!" Chen Mo jumped into the air and twisted his body. The two knives were driven by his arms to spin and slash at Mu Qi.
"Hengju!" Facing Chen Mo's offensive, Mu Qi took a completely defensive posture for the first time.
"Dang Dang Dang"
"Bang~"
Chen Mo stabbed Mu Qi three times in a row, forcing him to retreat step by step. The last stab failed and hit the ground directly, cracking the ground.
“Cohousing!”
Mu Qi was really forced back a few steps by Chen Mo, but he took a few more steps back, made a gesture of sheathing the sword, and then launched an attack. At this time, Chen Mo finished the last slash and still maintained the posture of falling.
, is his own opportunity. He will not let go of such an opportunity just because Chen Mo's level is low. His low level does not mean that he is weak. He has proven this with his actions.
Mu Qi disappeared in a flash, and when he reappeared, he was already two or three feet behind Chen Mo. He was sheathing the sword, and after another three inches, it was completely sheathed.
At the same time, with a "squeak" sound, a wide wound was cut out of Chen Mo's left shoulder, and blood sputtered out.
"Hit!!" The audience exclaimed. This was the first time such an obvious pass had been cut. It seemed that Chen Mo could no longer hold on, but no one thought he was weak this time.
"It seems that the battle is about to end." Some people think so, just like an avalanche. As long as it starts to collapse, the momentum behind it will become bigger and bigger. After Chen Mo received this blow, he will receive more blows in the future until he is defeated.
.
Just when people thought Chen Mo would take a breath and Mu Qi seized the opportunity, Chen Mo did not do what those people thought. He immediately adjusted his position and continued to pounce on Mu Qi with the knife, as if the knife he had just received was just a skin injury.
It was an external injury, but looking at the blood that covered half of his shoulder at that moment, it was clear that he had indeed received a heavy blow.
The two started running again.
Mu Qi turned his head and looked at Chen Mo, only to see that his face was expressionless, with no pain, no anger, and no sign of defeat.
"You are really surprising, but after suffering such a serious injury, how long can you maintain this state, and how many more times can you take my stabs?"
“Homely meals.”
Chen Mo said four words lightly.
"Then I'll let you have a taste of the gluttonous feast and it will scare you to death."
Mu Qi sneered.
"OK."
The two of them went up to kill them again. This was the first time they had killed them.