"Xu Zhu, who do you think will have the last laugh in this competition?" The two were evenly matched in the arena, Xuan Cheng couldn't see the clue for a while, so he couldn't help asking Xu Zhu beside him, not because Xu Zhu had good eyesight It is Xu Zhu who has fought against Ah Qing, so he can have a more intuitive judgment.
"If you go back to Master Uncle, I think Miss Ah Qing will win in the end." Xu Zhu stared at the two people on the ring with burning eyes, and made his own judgment.
"Oh, why is that?" Xuan Cheng said in amazement, he knows Xu Zhu's temperament, since he can say that, he must have full confidence.
"I have fought against Miss Ah Qing, her innate sword energy seems to be endless, but the tangible sword Song Qing controls is limited." Xu Zhu didn't finish speaking, but Xuan Cheng already understood what he meant. Now the two are in a stalemate in the arena, as time increases ≧≧≧, ≈.≌◇.+, Song Qing will only control fewer and fewer swords, and Ah Qing's sword energy will be replenished immediately after it dissipates, until the end Win or lose.
Sure enough, many sharp-eyed people had noticed that the silver-white giant python seemed to have shrunk in size, and a thought flashed in their hearts that Song Qing might be defeated in this competition.
"Is that how you lost?"
Looking at the fighting situation in the arena, Huang Rong's expression was extremely complicated. Suddenly, Song Qing's faint smile appeared in her mind. Huang Rong's heart suddenly calmed down. She believed that Song Qing must have a way.
Zhou Zhiruo who was not far away was also worried. After all, she had seen Ming Zun make a move, and in the end, even such a powerful Ming Zun was defeated by Ah Qing. She really couldn't imagine that Song Qing could win this contest.
"Sister Ah Jiu, Qingta...is he going to lose?" Zhou Zhiruo's voice trembled a little.
"No, Big Brother Song will definitely win." Aimee Zhu's face was full of confidence.
"How do you know?" Zhou Zhiruo froze for a moment.
"Because Brother Song said he would win." Aimee Zhu smiled as a matter of course.
Zhou Zhiruo's heartstrings seemed to be hit by a heavy hammer, and she realized at this moment that although she was Song Qing's wife, her understanding and trust in him was not as good as other women.
Endless shame filled Zhou Zhiruo's heart. She always wanted to establish her status as the wife, and always resented Song Qing for provoking other women...
"King Xiao, who do you think will have the last laugh among the two in the arena?" Yelu Nanxian couldn't help asking, after all Xiao Feng is the God of War that people admire in Liao Kingdom, everyone in Liao Kingdom has a deep trust in him, Of course Yelu Nanxian is no exception.
Seeing the battle situation in the arena, Xiao Feng's tiger eyes shined brightly: "The current situation is indeed not conducive to Brother Song, but he is a person who is good at creating miracles, maybe he can turn defeat into victory in the end."
"I think so too." Yelu Nanxian nodded with a smile, but suddenly thought of Song Qing's palm on his chest last night, and couldn't help smiling, why did he hope that he would win.
With a dragon chant, the two figures on the ring finally separated. Ah Qing looked excitedly at Song Qing in the distance: "Big brother, what kind of martial art is this move?"
"The sword returns to the sect." Song Qing replied lightly. Since creating this move, this is the first time that the "sword" has been really used, but even so, Ah Qing is still unscathed. The only difference is the sword around her body. Qi seemed to be so dim that it was almost transparent, and it was no longer the almost substantive cyan color it was before.
Song Qing was in a much more embarrassing situation. Most of the sharp swords he controlled had been broken, and now there were less than ten swords left around.
"Ah Qing really deserves to be the number one in gold!" Song Qing secretly sighed, he knew that he was not Ah Qing's opponent after all in pure martial arts competition.
"Big brother, you are the most powerful person I have ever met in Central Plains." Ah Qing had a look of admiration on his face.
"Oh?" Song Qing was not surprised, she smiled slightly and said, "Sister Ah Qing is the most powerful person I have ever met in my life."
Hearing his words, Ah Qing felt rather embarrassed: "Brother, you praised me so much, I won't hold back later."
Song Qing smiled faintly: "It's not yet known who will win the battle."
Ah Qing looked at him with a smile: "You were the one who attacked just now, this time I should attack."
As soon as her voice fell, everyone in the meeting suddenly felt the familiar coercion again, but this time it was much stronger than the last time when Xu Zhu and her competed in martial arts, even masters like Xuan Cheng and Xiao Feng would be able to do it for a while. The son can't move.
"Is this the legendary realm?" Xuan Cheng is familiar with many Shaolin martial arts secrets, and now this situation seems to fit the description of Patriarch Bodhidharma in a certain scripture.
Everyone in the meeting seemed to have been immobilized, and they watched Ah Qing swinging the green bamboo stick to stab Song Qing. Ah Qing's speed seemed slow to the naked eye, but it seemed that Song Qing had already appeared in the blink of an eye. , the contradictory sense of stillness and movement made everyone in the field feel annoyed and nauseated, and many of them suffered serious internal injuries due to insufficient cultivation.
Song Qing lost!
This is what everyone thinks, even Zhu Yu, who has the most confidence in him, has a flash of despair in his eyes.
Seeing that the green bamboo stick in Ah Qing's hand was about to stab Song Qing's wrist, Song Qing moved suddenly, and the wooden sword came first, and directly touched Ah Qing's fair and slender neck.
Everyone in the audience suddenly felt lighter, and the inexplicable coercion disappeared instantly.
Ah Qing's pretty face was extremely bright red, and her eyes were full of disbelief: "What did I just..."
Song Qing didn't answer, but smiled and slowly retracted the wooden sword.
Ah Qing frowned, thought for a long time but couldn't figure it out, so she sighed dejectedly: "Hey, I lost."
There was an uproar in the arena, Song Qing was able to turn defeat into victory in the situation just now, how high is his martial arts
Xuan Cheng's face was ashen, and he was puzzled in his heart. Just now, he couldn't even move an inch, but Song Qing moved freely. Could it be that his martial arts are actually far superior to mine? It's impossible, impossible!
Xuan Cheng, who had always been proud and arrogant, couldn't accept this fact at all, he just felt a sweetness in his throat, and a mouthful of hot blood couldn't help gushing out, obviously he had suffered serious internal injuries.
"Uncle Master!" Xu Zhu's perception was wrong, he hastily pressed his palm on Xuan Cheng's vest, helping him sort out the messy qi in his body.
Xuan Cheng finally calmed down, recalling what happened just now, he couldn't help being startled: That person said that he might go crazy because he practiced the seventy-two special skills, could it be that his words really became a prophecy
Not only Xuan Cheng was puzzled, everyone at the Golden Snake Conference was wondering, what method did Song Qing use to turn defeat into victory
"Could it be that he used the soul-shifting technique?" Huang Rong quickly denied this speculation. The soul-shifting technique can only be used against people whose skills are lower than her own. Instead, he was controlled by the enemy. Judging from Ah Qing's skill, Song Qing would never dare to use the soul-shifting method.
Huang Rong's beautiful eyes looked at Song Qing's back on the ring curiously: "How did he do it?"
It's a bit of a calvin today, so that's all for the time being