Song Qingshu did have a headache before how to deal with him without leaving any traces, but now that he knows his situation, it is naturally much easier.
He doesn't need to do anything, he just needs to avoid it, and time is on his side.
Duguming's attacks are full of killing moves, he was still holding the mentality of cat and mouse before, but now he can't afford it, but for some reason, the opponent who thought he had no resistance suddenly became like a loach. He was in a hurry, but he was always able to avoid his attack narrowly.
Dugu Ming didn't think too much about it, he just thought it was because his stomach was uncomfortable and he didn't dare to use force, so his speed was slow.
He attacked twice in a row, but returned without success. Dugu Ming stood still but didn't dare to move. The sharp-eyed people on the sidelines could see his face twitching, obviously suppressing the feeling in his body.
Feeling the ups and downs in his stomach, Dugu Ming knew that he couldn't bear it anymore, but if he ran to the toilet now, wouldn't it be cheaper for the brat in front of him
One more trick, one last trick!
Although there was already a faint tendency to be unable to hold back, Dugu Ming was unwilling to give up just like this, and decided to try one last trick, knocking down the opponent first.
In order to be safe this time, he directly held the long sword in his hand and used Wushuang City's unique holy spirit sword technique to seal off all the opponent's dodging directions. With the opponent's martial arts, he would definitely die under his own move.
"Baoyu, admit defeat!" Xue Baochai in the audience was anxious immediately, she had already seen that Duguming's sword implied murderous intent, and it was really possible to kill the opponent.
The woman in the yellow shirt at the side sighed secretly, secretly held a teacup in her hand, and planned to rescue him if the situation was wrong, but she couldn't really let him die on the stage.
Who knew that "Jia Baoyu" on the stage seemed to be stupefied by fright, and stood there dumbfounded, unable to move away at all.
Seeing Dugu Ming stabbing with a sword with a ferocious expression, a thought arose in everyone's mind: Will people die in the first match
However, except for a few relatives and friends around the two sides, most people just have a mentality of watching the excitement, wishing that the more bloody the stage, the better.
"kill him!"
"kill him!"
"Kill... eh?"
Seeing a sudden change on the stage, Duguming rushed over aggressively, but halfway through the rush, the wooden plank on the ground broke instantly under his step, and a crater appeared on the ground out of thin air, which hurt Duguming Just fell to the ground and ate shit.
The arena was newly built by Xi Xia, so it is impossible to use rotten wood. This is when Song Qingshu dodged just now, he deliberately used internal force to shatter the wooden boards on the soles of his feet, just to trick him at a critical moment.
"You bastard, I'm going to kill you!" Dugu Ming didn't care about his image now, he got up and wanted to kill someone.
But as soon as he stood up, he was stunned. He felt a hot stream gushing out. He lowered his head in disbelief, and saw a yellow liquid flowing out of his trousers, accompanied by bursts of stench.
The audience also fell silent. Everyone is a master of martial arts. Naturally, sharp eyes can see what happened
"Ah!" Duguming screamed, at this moment, he couldn't care less about chasing and killing Song Qingshu, he lifted his sleeves to cover his face and ran desperately to the toilet under the stage.
"In the first match, Jia Baoyu wins!" The officials on the side looked weird, they didn't expect the first match to become a farce.
"Cut~"
There were boos all over the school grounds. Obviously, everyone was not satisfied with this competition, but it was quite interesting to witness a nobleman incontinence on stage.
Only then did Song Qingshu cup his hands to Sifang, and said to the people around him proudly: "I am really good at splitting the palm, just now I hit a first-class master out of the air, so after praying, please don't give up!" Face me."
Xue Baochai, who was just nervous in the audience, now sat back in her seat with a face of shame, for fear that someone would know that she knew him: "This person is really shameless to a certain extent."
The woman in yellow shirt next to her put the teacup back on her seat, and she also had a weird expression: "At least he's lucky."
But other people are not so polite. Many people are already quite ashamed of his promotion because he paid to buy his opponent in the first round. They have long wanted to see a real master teach him a lesson, but they didn't expect that this time the master turned in the gutter. Boat.
With your three-legged cat kung fu, can you beat your opponent out of shit with one palm? This shit is really shameless!
The audience immediately began to curse, and many people even threw the things in their hands on the stage. The official of the Yipin Hall on the stage originally wished that these people would smash the shameless bastard in front of him to death, but it was a pity that he could not go because of his duty. He stopped all kinds of things thrown for the opponent without making a move.
"My lord, please step down quickly, we are about to start the next game." Resisting the urge to beat him, the official of the first-class hall forced a smile on his face.
"Why do you smile uglier than crying?" Song Qingshu complained, and stepped off the stage with his chest upright, like a proud big rooster, vividly interpreting the smug look of a dude.
In the eyes of the uninformed, it is natural to hate it, but the insider couldn't help but smile when they saw it, Wanyan Chongjie couldn't help laughing and said: "Brother Song is really interesting."
Ouyang Feng on the side couldn't help being happy: "This kid's acting skills are really good, and I'm finding more and more that he has the talent to be a bad guy."
Wanyan Chongjie couldn't help but glared at him: "Don't talk nonsense, our Brother Song is the best person in the world."
If someone else had said that to the majestic Xidu, Ouyang Feng would have been enraged and murdered, but looking at the bright-eyed girl in front of him, Ouyang Feng couldn't get angry: "Yes, yes, he is the best, and I don't know what that kid will do. What kind of ecstasy soup are you used to?"
Song Qingshu returned to the mission area at this time, and said to Xue Baochai proudly: "Sister Bao, I didn't expect that I would be able to advance."
"You're running away... shit luck." Xue Baochai blushed slightly, apparently thinking of what happened on stage just now.
Song Qingshu chuckled and said, "It's true that I got lucky because of shit."
Xue Baochai and Huang Shannu Qiqi frowned, and hid aside with disgust, obviously disgusted by him.
Xue Pan was the only one in the field who came over: "Brother, yes, I don't know if I will be so lucky later."
Song Qingshu said with a smile: "Brother Xue's martial arts, naturally there is no problem." After some customary flattery, he looked at the Lu brothers beside him strangely, knowing that they would never let go of ridiculing him like this Chance, what happened today.
The two looked heavy, as if they were thinking about something important.
At this moment, the second match of kung fu has already begun, with Jin Guo's Wanyan Zhongjie facing a master from the Bagua Sect.
After Wanyan Chongjie took the stage, he slapped the air in front of his nose with disgust: "This place is so stinky, don't you want to change it?"
The referee of Yipintang was about to cry. The arena was changed for a while, so he had to smile and say: "We just cleaned it."
"There's always a smell." Wanyan Chongjie said to his opponent while covering his nose, "Hurry up and get out of here when you're done."
The people from the Bagua sect saw her with red lips and white teeth, and they still had a lot of good feelings in their hearts, but when they saw him ignoring him like this, they immediately became angry: "Little white face, I will let you taste the power of our Bagua knife and Bagua palm!"