Chapter 62: Is there a weapon she is not familiar with?
"Princess!" Yan Ziyi watched without being able to stop him.
Because Ling Xiyue's movements were too fast, he only saw her stabbing Mu Xi in the back. Her ferocious strength, agility, and formation did not give him any chance to survive and fight back.
"Well……"
Musi groaned and groaned on the ground, as if he was swimming in a dream.
Ling Xiyue stood beside him, glancing down from a high position.
Killer, what is real?
Killing is the ultimate goal!
In two lifetimes, Ling Xiyue has learned the art of killing. She doesn't need so many tricks. She can hide herself, find the moment, and kill with one blow!
Fast, accurate and ruthless!
Making such a big noise is to scare people, not to kill people.
When she has a goal, not only the sound of her movements, but also her breathing, Ling Xiyue can even silence her own heartbeat, hibernating in the darkness for days and nights, just for that final fatal blow.
That's why Ling Xiyue said before that this army may be refined enough by others, but in her opinion, it can only be regarded as barely adequate. It still needs to be tempered and tempered. Not to mention reaching the ideal level in her heart, at least there is still a lot of progress.
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"Don't worry, you won't die." Ling Xiyue turned her wrist and held the dagger straight.
Only then did the generals see clearly that there was no blood on the dagger in her hand. Looking further, there was no wound on Musi's back.
It turned out that at the last second, Ling Xiyue turned her wrist and turned the blade into a dagger handle.
Otherwise, there is no reason to move? xdw8
I was afraid I would be killed on the spot...
It was a false alarm, no, the shock everyone received was real!
Because no one saw Ling Xiyue change direction at the last moment. Mu Xi was still alive, but the injuries he suffered were real. If Ling Xiyue had been more serious and tried harder, even if it was the handle of the knife, that blow
It's enough to break his spine!
In fact, if Ling Xiyue wanted to kill him, she could easily do it even if she didn't have a weapon in her hand.
Hands, legs, teeth, every part of the body, even nails... can become deadly weapons to her!
"Thank you, Princess, for showing mercy." Yan Ziyi said and quickly waved his hand for the two guards to go up.
Wei Qi swallowed, should he be grateful that he ended up intact?
Musi was carried down by two people...
He and Wei Qi's eyes met.
Wei Qi gave him an "I understand you" look: Right, it's not that they are too weak, but that their opponents are too powerful and inhumane.
"Are you a human?"
"Why not, she is our future princess."
"I'm really going blind. I feel like I've lived in vain for decades."
…
Words spread around them.
The two generals of the Shenyu Army were completely restrained by a girl whose hair had not even grown in their eyes with just one or two moves. They were shocked and at the same time, the generals wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl in.
"Where are the heavy armored soldiers?" Ling Xiyue raised her arm and inserted the dagger into the wooden stand where the weapons were placed in the distance. It penetrated three points, "Choose one!"
Ma Long stood out with his head held high. As the commander of the heavy armored battalion, the core force of the Shenyu Army, he would be the first one even if he died. It was even less likely that he would retreat in the face of battle, not to mention that Ling Xiyue was pointing her finger at him.
Already.
Is there any reason to be timid?
"This general is here." Ma Long stepped onto the competition stage almost step by step.
He still doesn't believe in this evil. He can let a little girl wipe out the entire army of Shenyu Camp. They can't even win the battle. If he loses today, then he will just take off his armor and go home.
Go farm!
"Princess, be careful, this general will not be merciful anymore." Ma Long said in a serious tone, keeping his spirits high.
After the two battles just now, which should be said to be one-sided crushing, Ma Long did not dare to underestimate the girl in front of him anymore. In order not to affect his performance, he chose his most convenient and least offensive weapon: the long stick.
This thing is not as sharp as a sword. What Ma Long thinks is that in case there is a fight, he restrains himself to avoid seriously injuring Ling Xiyue. If he loses because of this, it will be too uneconomical?
The few generals who came on stage were already confident of winning, but they were thinking about not hurting Ling Xiyue. In the end, they just wanted to avoid making themselves lose ugly...
Ling Xiyue took the long stick handed by the guard, held it with one hand, and lightly moved her slender fingers. The long stick whirred smoothly in the air for several times, and finally stamped it suddenly, and the "touch" was fixed on her
From the side, "That's just right, I don't intend to show mercy this time."
Ling Xiyue was not the kind of person who held grudges. After such a long time, how could she still remember that among the generals, Ma Long danced the most?
Seeing how quickly Ling Xiyue took over the baton and knew how to handle it, all the generals suddenly had a bad feeling in their hearts.
Sweating on forehead...
Are any of these weapons unfamiliar to her?
The two stood at opposite ends of the martial arts platform. The burly and strong general in his early thirties and the slender and 'delicate' girl of fourteen or fifteen years old formed a sharp contrast.
Ma Long was certainly true. How could he lose his momentum before the fight even started? He raised his head and shouted "ho!" with a loud voice. The sound was like a bell, resounding throughout the world and could be heard clearly from miles away. He held the stick in both hands and raised it to his chest.
"Then let me, the general, see the princess's true abilities!"
Ling Xiyue held the stick in one hand and clasped the other behind her back. She smiled slightly and made a gesture of letting her horse go.
Malone instantly felt humiliated and stopped talking nonsense. He shouted and attacked without saying a word.
The so-called spear is like a wandering dragon, the stick is like rain, the tip of the Malong stick is close to the ground, and the sweeping stick attacks the lower plate of Ling Xiyue, hitting the ground of Wutai, making a "crack-pap-pap-pap" sound like a violent storm, which is astonishingly fast.
, keep pushing forward, always pushing Ling Xiyue to the edge!
"Hoo ho"
"General Ma, General Ma!"
The generals seemed to see the flame of hope and kept raising their fists to cheer Ma Long.
But before she was happy for a long time, she saw Ling Xiyue standing still on her hind legs, stomping her arms, and the wooden stick in her hand was like a sea-fixing needle. The "bump" cut into the ground of the martial platform by more than an inch, and the bluestone surface cracked in response, and stones were scattered everywhere.
With a splash, Malone's attack stick was firmly stuck!
The cheers and cheers of the crowd suddenly stopped.
The bad premonition is getting stronger...
Malone was restrained and unable to break her defense.
He looked over and glared fiercely.
I secretly thought to myself, what did this girl eat to grow up? She is not a big person, how come she feels stronger than a cow!
"Look at the stick!" He glared fiercely, swung the stick, swung it up and attacked from the other end. Ling Xiyue used the stick with her backhand, accurately blocking his incoming attack. With just this move, Ma Long felt the palm of his hand
They were all shaken to the point of numbness.
"Now, it's my turn." Ling Xiyue raised her lips and smiled seductively.
When the generals took a look, they realized that the secret passage was not good.
Can they stop watching it? Is it still too late...