As soon as Modi's words finished, and before the reverberation left, a familiar and awe-inspiring voice came from the door.
Ye Minglu held the vine sword and stepped into the training ground leisurely. At this moment, in the eyes of the club members, he was like a devil, exuding invisible power like the god of war descending. The shuddering feeling made their pores expand and their whole bodies became cold.
Consciously take two steps back.
"I said Cao Cao and Cao Cao were here. I thought you were going to let me go!"
"Since you said it's so challenging, how could I not come?"
Swinging the Fujiki Sword casually, it is as cleverly controlled as magic, and the dance trajectory of the Fujiki Sword is as flexible as a phantom.
Ye Minglu's wrist paused, and the Fujimu sword suddenly stopped. His right hand was firmly on the hilt of the sword. The ancient vine-colored blade was tilted upward, and one side of the sword was facing Modi, as if he was issuing a challenge. More
It's a kind of etiquette. After all, it's just a competition between brothers. If the sword is pointed at someone, it would be a bit unjustifiable.
The two great figures of the club were about to compete. The members who had been training for the battle stopped in unison, gathered together, and waited to watch the battle between Ye Minglu and Modi, looking forward to the exciting moment. The entire training ground
It's like it suddenly quiets down and you can hear a needle drop.
Jumping off the table and cabinet, Modi went straight to where the clothing and various practice armors were placed, picked up the martial arts uniform and asked, "Do you want to change into the martial arts uniform?"
"No, just put on your armor to avoid unnecessary injuries."
"That's just what I want!"
Modi smiled secretly. He didn't intend to go to too much trouble, but Ye Minglu spoke his mind.
Club members usually wear martial arts training uniforms during training. As for the head and hand joint protection, these are naturally indispensable. When encountering enemies on a daily basis, they will not prepare themselves for combat, but now they are training with each other, so armor is still needed.
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Except for other club members who were all wearing martial arts training uniforms, Ye Minglu and Modi were wearing short-sleeved school uniforms, which looked out of place with the martial arts club.
Because of this, the blazing eyes of the audience were focused on the two men, highlighting the difference between the two protagonists on the training ground and the surrounding club members who were all wearing martial arts uniforms.
"According to the previous rules, if you fall to the ground, you lose or your vital points are touched, no problem!" Modi, who put on wrist guards, elbow pads and a hat, said naturally.
"Well, no problem!" Of course Ye Minglu would not object.
The rules have always been based on the fact that most of the limbs touch the ground and the vital points are attacked. In other words, the whole person is sitting or lying on the ground and the fatal point is hit. However, it is not easy to achieve the above regulations.
thing.
Opponents of equal strength will never end the fight easily. This is an unchanging law. Otherwise, it means that there is a huge gap between the two and they are not at the same level.
"Then I'll ask the president to be the referee." Ye Minglu checked the armor and found that there were no problems before he said to the tall and burly man with a crew cut.
Among the many club members, a tall, muscular man with a crew cut walked out. His big golden round eyes were extremely serious.
"Leave it to me. I will be the judge of whichever of you two improves in strength."
Although the martial arts skills of the president are far inferior to those of Ye Minglu and Modi, having these two elites in the martial arts club can be regarded as a symbol of honor. Speaking of which, he also has more face. It also shows that the martial arts club will always be prosperous.
decline.
A spacious enough training ground was left for the two of them. The members stood at the far corner to watch, while the president held a whistle in his mouth and stood three meters away from Modi and Yeming Road.
The two were five meters apart, each preparing for a fight, waiting for the president to blow his whistle.
Modi stood with his sword upright with one hand, the tip of the sword pointing upward, standing dignified and elegant, his evil blue eyes staring at Ye Ming Road with a strange green light, just like the twelve orthodox Western Knights of the Round Table.
"When did you change your posture?" Looking at Modi's strange knight-like state, Ye Minglu relaxed his sword and was quite surprised.
"This is the result of my changes over the past six months, and what follows is even more unexpected than what you expect, so you have to pay attention, but you can't defeat me in just two moves." Modi reminded with a half-smile.
"Oh? That's really interesting!"
Ye Ming Lu Bi smiled interestingly, his pupils narrowed in an instant, and the one-handed sword was immediately switched to a two-handed sword.
The bodies of the two men vaguely released a powerful intimidating force. The seemingly simple confrontation caused beads of sweat to break out on the foreheads of the club members far away. The weather outside was indeed hot in the early summer, but the air circulation in the training ground was not bad.
sweat.
They almost held their breath, the invisible magnetic field pressure had already covered the entire training ground, and all of them raised their nervousness to the highest level.
"start!"
Following the command of the strong man with a flat head, the whistle blew at the same time.
"Take the move!"
As soon as the "referee" finished speaking, with a shake of the Fujiki sword in his hand, Modi took the lead and charged in.
The pace of his attack actually changed, which surprised Ye Minglu. In the past, Modi's charge pace usually followed a diameter route. It was said that he could stab the opponent in the simplest and fastest way, but there must be a weakness, which was easily found by the opponent.
The flaw can be stopped with one move.
Now Modi is stepping left and right, which looks chaotic but is actually unpredictable. His left hand is holding the right sword butt, and the sword is pointing forward to stab himself.
Two meters away from Yeming Road, the sword in his hand suddenly turned into a hundred phantoms of sword rain, covering him densely.
The club members couldn't help but exclaimed. They never expected that Brother Modi could be so fast and use invisible sword skills. They thought that Ye Minglu would be unable to cope with the unpredictable sword skills!
But this is just what they think. Ye Minglu's position as the number one in the martial arts club of Hope High School is not just a show, but his own strength speaks for itself.
The phantom that struck him was like a stormy sea, gradually enlarging in his pupils, almost occupying the entire field of vision on Yeming Road.
Ye Minglu, who was standing still, took a step with the back of his right foot and immediately prepared his defense.
Under the shadow of the thorn, which could not be seen at all with the naked eye, Ye Minglu waved the Fujimu sword in the same phantom manner, "Pah, pah, pah..." a series of defenses, blocking the left and right blows.
In the eyes of others, Modi's attack is like a stormy sea, while Yeminglu's defense is an indestructible dam!
Ordinary people can't see the real form of the Fujimu sword at all. Ye Minglu relied on his long-term accumulated practice experience to barely resolve Modi's first attack.
"So strong!" This was Modi's first impression of Ye Minglu. It was completely different from the first year of high school. There were earth-shaking changes. It can be said that it is completely different from the past.
As soon as he came up, he launched a phantom stabbing sword that was as close as a pervert. If he didn't have certain strength, he might not be able to block this move.
After the first round of attacks, Ye Minglu quickly opened the corresponding distance to hold the opponent, and Modi became stronger! Of course, the more his opponent behaves like this, the more willing he will be to fight and go all out, and his strength will be improved.
"You can withstand my knight's charge, and your strength has not weakened. If it were you last year, it's really hard to say whether you can handle it."
Modi secretly thought to himself, he was still able to block him even though he used stronger moves than before. It is not easy to defeat him. He is worthy of being my recognized opponent.
"It seems that your strength has improved a lot in the past six months, and you can't even see through your attack methods! Fortunately, I haven't fallen behind either."
The new tricks were not enough to be wary of, but after experiencing one move, Ye Minglu had to pay attention to it. Although he had no lack of practice, Modi's ability was worrying. Even if he didn't pay attention, he would definitely lose.
Own.
"Continue?" Modi readjusted his stance.
"Of course, it's so challenging, how can we not look at the results."
Ye Minglu waved his vine sword a few times, stepped out in big steps, and the people rushed towards him like a rocket.
Attack is the best defense. Being passive is very detrimental to oneself. It would have been fine in the past, but if he doesn't take the initiative to attack now, he is the one who is doing the thankless job.
The Fujiki sword swept out fiercely, and the sound of the sharp blade piercing the air sounded. The members seemed to see the distortion of space in a trance. This power and speed are really abnormal!
Modi's eyes flashed, and he had already seen through Ye Minglu's attack. Under his control, the vine sword in his hand blocked the incoming sword blade impartially.
Immediately afterwards, Ye Minglu's sword was suddenly swung open with energy, and it was concluded that Ye Minglu would be unable to use his sword to make an effective defense immediately due to the short period of stiffness.
Modi took advantage of the gap in Yeming Road and quickly retracted his sword and struck with a swing.
Although it is not as harmful as a real sword, it can cause the opponent's thinking to stop for a short period of time, making it impossible to judge accurately, and the body will lose balance, leading to defeat.
When Modi's vine sword was about to touch his own hair, Ye Minglu's nerves were beating very fast at this moment. He didn't dare to think more for half a second. It was almost an instinctive reaction. He used force on his feet and stepped back. Ye Minglu
Avoiding this dangerous sword strike, the sword tip almost touched his chest and swept across it, not to mention how dangerous it was.
After taking several steps back, he could still deeply feel the cold wind from the sword strike just now. However, an imperceptible smile appeared on Ye Minglu's lips and he quickly launched a fierce attack, not giving Modi any chance to breathe.
The members watched with fear. They thought that Ye Minglu could quickly knock Modi to the ground. To their surprise, Modi turned out to be surprisingly powerful. Moreover, Ye Minglu was at a disadvantage and it would be difficult to knock Modi down.
.Did Modi fall off a cliff and pick up a unique secret book in the past six months? It is simply unimaginable that his martial arts has improved so much.
Modi's progress allowed them to see the hope of improving their martial arts strength. As long as they practice diligently and use the right methods, they can make rapid progress!
"Come again!"
"As you wish!"
Modi and Ye Minglu, who had just separated from the entanglement, once again jumped and strengthened their bodies after two brief sentences, fighting each other back and forth, fists and feet clashing, swords cutting in symphony, without the effect of the light and shadow of the sword.
But it's still thrilling.
The fight lasted for nearly half an hour, and after more than ten rounds, their breathing became rapid and heavy, and large beads of sweat appeared on their foreheads.
Ye Minglu said cheerfully: "I haven't tried this for a long time."
Modi said with satisfaction: "No, this has never happened before. I can maintain a stalemate with you for such a long time, and losing is not a big deal."