Ye Qingxuan greeted everyone, walked to Mei Yinxue silently, the two looked at each other and smiled, a feeling that was better than sweet words flowed in their hearts.
The competition on the field has entered a fierce stage, and everyone is extremely excited.
The Qinglong Yanyue Saber in Wan Guotai's hand danced with a golden light, blocking Liang Xinglie's attack at a distance of one foot.
This big knife erupted with such a strong saber energy before it was sharpened, which was really unexpected. Not only was Wan Guotai's true energy assisted here, but the main thing was the power brought by the weapon itself.
Wan Guotai wielded the Qinglong Yanyue Saber, with a solemn face, his mouth tightly pursed, and his attitude was super serious. Although he did not have the majestic figure of Emperor Guan who is two meters tall, but with the [Jinjing Liulijue], one person with one sword, just like a god of war in golden armor descending to earth , the same extraordinary momentum.
On the field of martial arts, it seemed that Wan Guotai had the upper hand. Liang Xinglie on the opposite side became exhausted, dodging from left to right, looking like a mouse, but this was only a superficial phenomenon. The weapon was long and heavy, suppressing Liang Xinglie, but his saber skills were more than sharp, and his control was insufficient. He couldn't fully exert the power of the heavy weapon, so he couldn't drive Liang Xinglie to death. Embarrassed, in fact, there is no alignment at all to pose a real threat; on the other hand, Wang Guotai is completely wasting his energy on the way, using up his limited true energy and physical strength on many useless tricks, and waits until Wan Guotai's physical strength and true energy are exhausted. If he is exhausted, or if his movements are a little slow, Liang Xinglie will immediately step forward and use the short sword in his hand to carry out a personal attack, winning the game in a very short time.
The turning point is to see how long Wan Guotai's true energy can be consumed...
Ye Qingxuan glanced at Zhan Yu beside him, and asked in a deep voice: "Second brother, how long has the boss been in this state?"
"It's been half an hour since I started playing..."
Ye Qingxuan looked at Wan Guotai in the field of vision, and secretly calculated in his heart. He understood that Wan Guotai might have reached the moment when his true energy was exhausted. Now people are only trying to support him, but after such a long distance, he still sees him as a Sweat profusely on the forehead.
"Oh, boss can't hold on anymore..." Ye Qingxuan sighed softly.
Everyone looked serious when they heard this, but they couldn't help but nodded in agreement.
At this time, there was a bald sound from behind, and a voice like a broken gong sounded from behind Ye Qingxuan: "Godfather, don't worry, my uncle still has a unique trick..."
Guibiesheng made a sudden spittle and sprayed Ye Qingxuan's saliva on the back of his neck, Ye Qingxuan's little mood floating in the clouds was immediately trampled to the bottom...
Ye Qingxuan rolled his eyes and scolded: "Go away, I don't know my elder brother's background, so you still need to teach me?"
Gui Biesheng shrunk his neck in fright, and was very annoyed, curled his lips, and muttered: "Okay, I have a cold butt on my hot face, I deserve it..."
"What did you say?"
Gui Biesheng stuck out his tongue, why does the current big daddy have such good ears? I have a fight with my godson, next time I will pay attention, I can't say bad things behind my back, I can only think in my heart...
Looking up again, just seeing Mei Yinxue's half-smile eyes, the cold sweat broke out from this bastard's body, and he quickly put on a foolish expression with a playful smile.
A few people laughed and laughed off the field, but the situation on the field changed suddenly. It really complied with Ye Qingxuan's judgment. After two or three moves, Wan Guotai slipped and almost fell. This is obviously a sign of exhaustion.
And this time, the whole person was hit horizontally, relying on the left leg still supported on the ground, and the Qinglong Yanyue knife with both hands, so that the whole person did not fall down.
This sudden blow caused everyone to exclaim.
Liang Xinglie on the opposite side was immediately overjoyed, and said in his heart: Hey, you bumpkin, you have finally run out of strength, I won't wait for you to make another mistake, I will take advantage of your illness and kill you, I will do it now!
Liang Xinglie didn't make any extra moves. He made this decision almost at the moment Wan Guotai fell down. Cathay Pacific rushed over.
"No, Brother Wan is going to lose!" The Lu sisters exclaimed and covered their mouths.
The other brothers around also looked anxious, but only Ye Qingxuan, who said just now that Wan Guotai was going to lose, frowned, with a different feeling in his heart.
Because Wan Guotai's posture at this time is really weird.
Don't look at him falling, the posture of falling is different from normal, it doesn't look like he is lying on his back on the ground, only relying on the Qinglong Yanyue knife for support. Instead, like a spring, he leaned sideways, his eyes fixed on Liang Xinglie, one leg was bent and the other extended, and the Qinglong Yanyue Knife was leaning on his body for support. If he pulled the Qinglong Yanyue Knife at this critical moment, not only The whole person's body moves sideways, and the knife can also be cut down by following the trend.
When did the eldest brother learn this trick? This move to win in defeat is not the right way of martial arts, but a trick used by the underworld to assassinate people. When a person pretends to be dead, when others come to make up the knife or look at the corpse, they can turn around and avoid the other party's make-up knife. , and then cut off the legs and feet of the person with one knife, but the Qinglong Yanyue knife is too big, I am afraid that it is not the calf, but the waist or even the head...
Just when Ye Qingxuan thought of this, Liang Xinglie's dagger had already been handed to Wan Guotai. Everyone raised their hearts to their throats, and then they heard the broken gong behind them whine, and Gui Biesheng shouted loudly: "Master, The knife is out—”
Following this shout, Wan Guotai violently pulled the Qinglong Yanyue Saber that was carrying his body with both hands, his whole body pivoted on his left foot on the ground, and instantly moved several feet horizontally like a whirlwind, Liang Xinglie pierced the air with his sword , a big knife on the top door was cut down horizontally, Liang Xinglie's sword was short, so the cat's waist was sharp, this knife was running towards the side of the neck and cut it, seeing that it would end up with a different head, Liang Xinglie was so scared that he let out an "ahhh" , fell down to the ground, and at the same time, the dagger in the right hand returned to the defense, and before the big sword cut him, it blocked the side of the neck...
When there was a crisp clang, Liang Xinglie let out a scream, and was directly hacked by Wan Guotai for more than three meters, turning into a rolling gourd, rolling over and over, "Ouch", lying on the ground.
But it was this "ouch" that made everyone breathe a sigh of relief.
Okay, at least this knife didn't kill anyone!
Of course, people with good eyes also know that Liang Xinglie cannot be killed by this knife at all, because Wan Guotai must have practiced it beforehand, so he dropped one of the big blades of Qinglong Yanyue Knife. The move didn't use true energy, but relied on strength and the weight of the sword to naturally injure the enemy.
But this time it almost cost Liang Xinglie his life. The back of the big sword weighing more than three hundred kilograms had to be blocked by the dagger when it hit it, breaking the dagger and injuring the collarbone. Blocking this, even the back of the knife can smash into the chest cavity at once.
Liang Xinglie's collarbone was fractured, and he couldn't move his entire left arm. Now he's sweating all over his forehead. If he had been close to this just now, his own life would have been lost. Even if the conference upholds justice for me, even if he can kill this kid, Damn I can't come back with this life...
Liang Xinglie endured the pain and turned over. Other brothers from the Liang family had already come to help him up.
"Brother, are you okay?"
Liang Xinglie turned around and saw Liang Xingwu, Liang Xingchu, and Liang Xingliang, the three brothers from the same family who had arrived. Although their faces were pale, they reluctantly nodded and said, "It's okay, but gently help my left hand, the collarbone on the left may be broken. !"
"Huh? These bastards are too merciless, I'll ask them to reason—"
Liang Xingliang, the youngest of the four, has the most stubborn temper. Hearing that his elder brother had suffered a secret loss, he couldn't suppress the anger at that time, and immediately wanted to go forward to argue, but Liang Xinglie signaled to the second brother, Liang Xingwu, to stop him.
Liang Xinglie said: "Forget it, after all, it is inevitable to get injured in the martial arts competition. If everyone messes around like you, this martial arts competition will not be a revenge? Forget it, help me go..."
The Liang brothers left sadly, but Wan Guotai cheered happily.
The girls Lu Xiuting and Lu Xiuqian clapped their hands and laughed loudly, and everyone came forward to congratulate Wan Guotai for turning defeat into victory and winning.
Ye Qingxuan rubbed his chin, didn't go there, he was thinking about something here. Guibiesheng next to him was laughing backwards and forwards at this moment. Seeing that his godfather was wondering what to do, he stepped forward and said with a smile: "How about godfather, let godson talk? I'll just say that my uncle still has a unique trick." I didn't use it, look, how did I do it this time, won? It's because Liang Xinglie is fast, and my uncle has a kind heart, otherwise, if he is slower, he will lose his head... "
Ye Qingxuan looked at Gui Biesheng with a half-smile, and said lightly: "Hey, I can't tell, you bastard still have some stock in stock, and this trick is enough to damage you!"
Guibie was startled, and asked: "Ah, godfather, do you see that I taught the uncle this trick?"
"Nonsense, among so many people, you are the only one with the wicked tricks in your head, who could it be if it weren't for you?"
"Oh, so you're not always angry, are you?"
"What am I angry about?"
"Doesn't this respectable martial arts competition pay attention to being upright and dignified? This is considered a low-level trick in the underworld, and you don't object to it?"
Ye Qingxuan chuckled, and said: "The most important thing in martial arts competitions is to determine the winner. In martial arts competitions in our sect, many people use the methods of throwing sand, poking eyes, and hammering the second child. At most, your result will be serious. That's all, there is no need to object. However, this kind of move can be used on the enemy of life and death, and it must not be used in the martial arts between righteous sects! In the future, you must remember that in the future, you must not use this vicious and vicious trick when fighting against righteous people. If you can't hold it, it will cause trouble for the teacher."
Guibiesheng hurriedly said yes.