However, the battle is like reaching the sky, one step at a time, the arena is life and death, only victory and defeat, Shan Guanlin and Li Shumin are destined to have only one person left, or even both of them. Therefore, they did not continue to fight as Ling Tian expected, and they all hoped to end the fight as soon as possible.
People are not machines. Machines work for a long time and they will wear out. People are even more unbearable. After a long battle, Shan Guanlin and Li Shumin consume a lot of physical and energy. They dare not to wear it any more and decide the outcome of a move.
I saw Shan Guanlin and Li Shumin on the ring as if they had negotiated. They made a silly move at the same time, and then each stepped back. Then Shan Guanlin carried the two swords behind him together, and he was about to use the qigong knife.
Upon seeing this, Li Shumin didn't dare to neglect, he took a deep breath, then his eyes condensed, his face became unusually serious, and then he held the knife in both hands and slowly raised it up, before Shan Guanlin hadn't shot it yet. Time to attack first.
"Return to the sea!"
This knife condensed all of Li Shumin's strength, slashed with a single knife, the air quivered, and he slashed towards Shan Guanlin with boundless power.
The sword air cut through the space, and under the gaze of everyone, it directly met Shan Guanlin's air knife.
boom!
The two energy knives collided, and suddenly aroused a rush of energy. These energy pressure could not be restrained, and all of a sudden, they fled to the outside world.
In the center of the battle, Shan Guanlin and Li Shumin were naturally the first to bear the brunt. They were directly lifted out of the ring by the blast of air. The raging air wave hit their bodies, shaved their clothes and hair. He didn't escape the bad luck and was rolled up like a beggar.
Both Shan Guanlin and Li Shumin landed like a parabola. After they landed, they both felt a writhing in their abdomen. They didn't hold back. When their throats were sweet, a mouthful of blood spurted out, looking very embarrassed.
The energy of the explosion blew up to the crowd of onlookers who were close, causing the crowd to turn their backs on their backs. Those clumsy martial artists simply couldn't stop the storm's invasion, and they staggered in the middle of the storm. But real masters like Sha Ying are completely fearless, and the aura around them has repelled these external energies before their energies have come close, and they have no effect at all.
In this impact, Shan Guanlin and Li Shumin were both seriously injured. They did not achieve their original goal, but instead of losing the ability to fight again, Yan Beiyi was sentenced to a tie.
This ending is beyond the expectations of many people. After all, in their hearts, they think that one of them should be able to stay. This person may be Li Shumin.
Although Shan Guanlin and Li Shumin were both defeated in the ring, it is impossible for this ring to wait for them. Moreover, with their strength, it is okay to compete for the leader of the team, and the leader is completely hopeless, and they can't even line up. on.
Another ring match is over. Without Yan Beiyi's reminder, there are people below who spontaneously come to the ring to act as the ringmaster, ready to accept other people's challenges.
This newcomer to the ring doesn't look unfamiliar. He is the Changle Gang who advocates Zhikuan. The Changle Gang is a second-rate force, and Zhang Zhikuan's martial arts are not bad in the martial arts.
Standing on the arena, Zhang Zhikuan looked at the crowded crowd below. He found the same feeling as Shan Guanlin. He was proud of his life. He rejected the usual lowness and shouted: "Everyone, my dear Zhang Zhikuan, although not talented, I hope Keep this ring, who wants to fight me?"
"Oh, Changle helper, hey, if you guard the ring, the slave family will come to play with you!"
Zhang Zhikuan stood on the ring. He invited to fight, and naturally someone responded. The speaker was a woman about 30 years old, not too young, but she was dressed like a swaying flower.
Pink dress with low neckline, plump chest like two clouds, hot figure, skin like snow, hibiscus noodles, peach eyes, black hair turned into a beautiful bun, a bit naughty, a bit mischievous, and a bit seductive .
This woman is no one else, but one of the "Seven Women" in Seven Colors Hell-Poison Lady Mei Ji. Seven-color hell is a sect where women are concentrated, and it is also an evil sect. Although there are men in the whole sect, they do not take the initiative. The prisoner of the seven-color hell is very mysterious. Basically no one has seen her, only knows that she is a woman.
Seven-color hell is not just that the prisoner is mysterious, but other disciples also act strangely. They are completely out of the orthodox ranks of the rivers and lakes, and cannot be understood by ordinary people's thinking.
Just as Meiji was walking towards the ring, there was a soft rebuke from behind: "Bah, you vixen!"
Meiji was not surprised that someone said this to her. She was enchanting and her behavior was so violent. Naturally, she attracted a lot of accusations. She didn't know how many times she had been said so in the past few years. Hearing the sound, Mei Ji just turned her head to look at the speaker. She found that she was a young and beautiful woman, seventeen or eighteen years old, in the mood for love, with a pretty tight appearance, and a handsome man was standing next to her.
Mei Ji is a mature woman. Although she doesn't mind being slandered, she doesn't want to suffer. Looking at Ling Tian next to Tang Linger, she has a plan, and suddenly covers her mouth and chuckles: "Wow, little sister, your little one. Lang Jun is so handsome! Sister, I'm so excited, you have to be optimistic!"
Mei Ji was very direct, her face was not red, her heart was not beating, and her expression was very real. After she finished speaking, she looked at Tang Ling'er who was blushing, her face was full of pride.
Tang Ling'er is a junior, and the audience is only prepared for the elders. The few in front of her are Tang Jiaojiao, the master of the Tang Sect. Hearing Meiji's words, Tang Jiaojiao frowned, and she looked back displeased. Looked at Mei Ji.
Although this glance does not have a clear meaning, Tang Jiaojiao, as the master of the Tang Sect, is a well-known poison master, and she has long been famous. Mei Ji knows her own jinliang, and her little poison is pediatrics in the eyes of others. No countertops. Mei Ji didn't know if Tang Jiaojiao was angry, she felt guilty, pretending that nothing happened, swaying her big raised butt and walking towards the ring like a catwalk.
However, Mei Ji left, Tang Ling'er, who had been molested by Mei Ji, was still ashamed and angry. She blushed her cheeks and did not even dare to lift her eyes. Under the gaze of countless light, she ran away as if to escape.
At this time, as if it was done, Mei Ji turned around again. She looked at Tang Ling'er who hurriedly ran away from the door, and raised her voice again from a distance: "Little sister walk slowly, be careful not to fall! "
After that, Mei Ji smiled triumphantly again, her body trembling in the laughter, the style at that moment really made many men look straight.
Everyone's eyes were on Mei Ji, but Mei Ji's eyes were on Ling Tian. Tang Linger ran away, and Fatty Rao was absent-minded. His eyes drifted between Ling Tian and Mei Ji, his eyes blurred, and his expression was playful.
However, facing the behavior of the two of them, Ling Tian still stood in place with a blank expression on his face, as if he was like a okay person. Such a situation can be seen. Mei Ji is so strange, she only said in her heart that this kid is a wood
Thinking like this, Mei Ji shook her head and stopped watching. She had already stepped onto the ring while the cat walked forward. On the ring, Zhang Zhikuan has been paying attention to Meiji's movements. He knows how powerful this woman is and cannot be confused by her appearance, so he always treats each other coldly.
In the ring, Meiji and Zhang Zhikuan looked at each other squarely. Meiji wanted to make fun of him, but she saw Zhang Zhikuan nervous and clenched the sword in her hand to guard against her sudden attack. She gave up the thoughts in her mind, but Secretly murmured "Soul Dan".
Seeing Mei Ji and Zhang Zhikuan waiting in a stern battle, Yan Beiyi knew that they were ready. He looked at Mei Ji and praised sincerely:
"There are seven-color hell's'seven women', all of them are amazing, and the'poisonous lady' Meiji is even more venomous, and wherever he goes, thousands of miles are barren and crowded."
This was an admiration, but Mei Ji couldn't be happy, she knew what Yan Beiyi wanted to say. Sure enough, as she expected, after talking nonsense, Yan Beiyi returned to the subject, and his words changed, and he said righteously:
"The purpose of this competition is to select a group of elites from the rivers and lakes to support the Shaanxi Allied Forces. Although they have no eyes, they can avoid casualties as much as possible. Since Meiji is going to play against the Changle gang, some rules must be added. , In the process of fighting, no poison can be applied, no harm to the innocent!"