Miyamoto Hideyoshi slowly slashed the sword Yingqi. He was originally more than ten meters away from Li Xianyu, but when he slashed the baby, the distance was reduced to less than two meters. He seemed to move instantly and appeared in front of Li Xianyu, cold and cold. The blade of the knife cuts towards the throat.
Li Xianyu leaned back, and the blade of the blade screamed and swept against his cheek. He swung out a two-foot-long blade and rushed straight into the audience.
There was a cry of exclamation.
The bald referee on the left saw this and hurriedly came to the rescue, but he obviously couldn't keep up with the speed.
Victoria jumped out, crossed her arms, her white skin turned blue-black, and shimmered with metallic luster in the sun.
"Ding!"
The sword energy struck her arms and collapsed immediately. Victoria staggered back a few steps, shook her numb hands, nodded to the grateful referee, and silently returned to her seat. This is the good thing about Taoism conferences. There are experts in the audience. Even if the referee makes an oversight, he is not afraid of accidentally injuring the audience.
"Very strong, better than me." Victoria clenched her fists, her hand tendons were damaged and she couldn't hold her fists.
Eric nodded, his face solemn.
Victoria is the female war goddess of the Association of Superpowers. The title comes from her steel power and her age. To be precise, she is the female war goddess of the younger generation. She is slightly less powerful than Eric, but not by much.
Another referee took out a dark golden golden bowl and threw it in the air. The golden bowl floated above the ring, and a golden light curtain covered the entire ring.
The Golden Bowl is supposed to be used only after the top sixteen, but the contestants in this Dao Discussion Conference are far stronger than in previous years.
Miyamoto Hideyoshi's knife missed, and the blood and moon in his ribs connected with each other, and the knife pierced Li Xianyu's heart.
At this time, Li Xianyu was still leaning back, and he hurriedly turned around to respond. The blood moon pierced his lungs, and his breathing was suddenly suffocated. He kicked Miyamoto Hideyoshi away, holding the wound and staggering back.
"Wow!"
The audience screamed.
Within two moves, Li Xianyu was seriously injured, a result they couldn't accept for a while.
The situation reversed in an instant. A moment ago, the old god Li Xianyu was there to block Miyamoto Hideyoshi's famous stunt, drawing his sword and slashing, and he was sure of victory. At the last moment, he was stabbed viciously by Miyamoto Hideyoshi.
Miyamoto Hideyoshi took the opportunity to beat the drowned dog, with Tai Dao Yingqi as the main attacker, and Richa Xueyue as an auxiliary attacker. The connection between the two swords was airtight and there was no flaw.
Li Xianyu used his left hand as a weapon. He would dodge attacks if he could. If he couldn't avoid them, he would use his left hand to block them. But there were still bone scars on his body from time to time, and he was in a state of embarrassment.
When Miyamoto Hideyoshi fights with two swords and bare hands, it's a completely different level.
In a pure competition of physical skills, Li Xianyu could fight him vigorously. Once Miyamoto Hideyoshi had the two swords in hand, the gap between the two sides immediately widened.
Niten-ichi was created by the famous swordsman Miyamoto Musashi. Niten refers to the two-day sun, which is the sun and the moon, both yin and yang.
They complement each other in attack and defense.
Every second-class swordsman who enters the palace must have extremely strong mental strength, because the basis of practicing the second-class swordsman is to perform two tasks, and people with weak mental strength cannot do it.
Beginners should hold pens in both hands and write different words every day until the "consciousness" of the two hands becomes independent. The left hand and the right hand represent two different swordsmen. They can cooperate with each other or fight independently, which is unpredictable.
Deep sword marks appeared one after another on the ring. Miyamoto Hideyoshi was like a moving hob, cutting through any obstacles.
Li Xianyu's sword energy, thunder technique, and Kato's Eagle Finger were all vulnerable to his unparalleled offensive.
"It's so powerful. Under such an offensive, Jie Se and Dan Chenzi can only retreat. Is this the best in the world?"
"It is worthy of being one of the strongest schools in Japan. Miyamoto Hideyoshi's Draw Slash is already very strong, and Futten Iichi is even better."
"It's okay, it's okay. Li Xianyu's special ability is self-healing. He is not afraid of protracted battles."
"Come on, hold on. You are a descendant of the Li family."
The audience sweated for Li Xianyu and prayed that he could turn defeat into victory. The previous cheerful style of painting was gone forever. After seeing how powerful Miyamoto Hideyoshi was, they only hoped that Li Xianyu could hold on, and there was still hope for persevering.
"Hey, compared with the top young masters, the heirs of the Li family are still a little behind." Someone sighed.
Listening to the discussions of the people around her, Thunder Warrior Ji was a little anxious. She looked around and found that everyone was calm, but she was the only one who was anxious. But everyone's calmness was not because of their trust in Li Xianyu, but because they were certain that he would fail.
These little Bitchis usually tried their best to take advantage of him, but now they were not in a hurry at all.
"Grandma, can he win?" Thunder Warrior Ji asked Grandma, who was not far away and had the same calm face.
Xiao Bichi included her.
"We can't win. This Japanese swordsman is very powerful. It's far from what he can defeat." Grandma said while chewing spicy sticks.
My grandma is a big shot who has gone through many vicissitudes of life. Her expression remains unchanged despite the collapse of the mountain. Of course, she will not make her beauty fade and her heart tremble just because of a mere battle.
Well, it's impossible to be flirtatious.
"But if he can't win the championship, Fotou's promise is meaningless." Thunder Warrior Ji frowned: "Fotou must have deliberately played with him."
"Fo Tou wants to tell him that having a strong fist is the truth, and relying on others is ultimately an ant." Grandma said calmly: "Fo Tou can help him do a good job, and it doesn't matter if he doesn't. My Li family has never needed anyone else's protection. Yes. That’s enough for me.”
Cuihua snorted and raised her pretty face: "And me."
"MDZZ, an ancestor who has learned from past mistakes, you are so powerful, why didn't you keep his father? A confident pet cat, who is still far away from S-class, but proudly thinks that he is the ultimate." Thunder Warrior Ji's heart was beeping wildly.
At this time, she heard Tongtong say worriedly: "Come on, brother Xianyu must defeat him, don't lose."
Thunder Warrior Ji felt chilled.
He tried to fight, but the representative was only cut continuously, and his body damage became more and more serious, so Li Xianyu adopted a swimming method of fighting.
His wounds were fatal, and his self-healing powers were constantly repairing the wounds. Cheng Yaojin was so confident when he opened up. I'm going to show off in front of you, come after me if you have the guts.
Miyamoto Hideyoshi has never encountered an opponent as difficult as Li Xianyu. The opponent is always being beaten, but he just can't die. Just like Sun Wukong in Dragon Ball, no matter how badly he is beaten, he just won't die.
"He is gradually finding a sense of rhythm. He cannot delay. The longer he delays, the advantage will gradually turn into a disadvantage." Miyamoto Hideyoshi thought, he did not have Li Xianyu's endurance. The second-class swordsmanship is very energy-consuming. History There are many seniors who died of exhaustion.
"Tsk tsk tsk!"
Miyamoto Hideyoshi spun, his swords danced into a dense steel storm, and sword energy swung out. Facing such a fierce offensive, Li Xianyu could only retreat, and then retreat again, and sword marks appeared under his feet.
His escape route was blocked and he gradually retreated to the edge of the ring.
Miyamoto Hideyoshi's eyes lit up, and he stabbed Li Xianyu straight with his sword. The sword was as fast as lightning. If he retreated, he would exit the ring. He couldn't hide. If he dodged, the opponent would slash him with his backhand, which would be even more dangerous. Li Xianyu stretched out his left hand and held Tai Dao Yingqi.
The baby's cry seemed to tear the eardrum, the broken glove on his left hand exploded into pieces, and the tip of the knife spit out sharp sword energy and hit Li Xianyu's shoulder.
it hurts!
His face turned pale, and the sword energy was like a sharp steel needle, piercing into his arm. Although slime is indestructible, it is not immune to pain.
Miyamoto Hideyoshi's attacks were far more than that. Li Xianyu held onto Yingqi, and apparently as he expected, he forced him to the edge of the ring, sealing off the space for him to move around. Then he used Yingwei to force him to hold the knife, which restricted his most powerful left hand.
The purpose was to create a chance for Blood Moon to kill with one hit.
The blood moon burst out with a dazzling light, and it was unclear whether it was the reflection of the midday sun or its own glow.
It transformed into the most sinister snake in the world and bit Li Xianyu's heart.
Miyamoto Hideyoshi has seen the power of Li Xianyu's self-healing ability, but no matter how powerful the ability is, it cannot make him immortal. There is an upper limit for any ability in the world.
Crush his heart and send the life-destroying knife intent into his body. Even if the heir of the Li family is not dead, he will be crippled.
With a sense of crisis coming, the only thing Li Xianyu could do was to block the knife with his remaining right hand. Being pierced through the heart by an ordinary person and being pierced through the heart by a magical weapon were completely different concepts.
Just like nuclear bombs and ordinary missiles with the same yield, the former is far more harmful than the latter.
The blood moon pierced the palm of his hand. Miyamoto Hideyoshi's wrist shook. The sword energy directly shattered Li Xianyu's entire palm and penetrated into the heart unimpeded.
"Bang!"
The blood mist exploded, clearing the front and back. Not to mention the heart, the sternum was gone.
There were panicked shouts and uproar in the audience, and countless people couldn't help but stand up.
Did someone get killed? !
Although it is known that the descendants of the Li family have self-healing powers, there are limitations to the self-healing powers. It is a bit uncertain whether they can survive such an injury.
The audience was shocked and angry. The heir to the Li family had a bad reputation and made many enemies. After all, he was from the Chinese blood community. He would die at the hands of a Japanese swordsman and become an international laughing stock.
Seeing this scene, people from all the major families felt very complicated. They wished that Li Xianyu would die soon, but if he died, his place in the Palace of the Gods would be gone. Then he may have to face the wrath of the unparalleled fighting spirit.
"You lost. If you can fight me to this level, you are a good opponent." Miyamoto Hideyoshi smiled coldly: "But the weak are not qualified to stand in the ring, get out of here."
He kicked Li Xianyu in the chest and kicked him off the ring.
It was like the camera suddenly flipped, and the blue sky, the auditorium, and the black heads of people quickly passed through the field of vision.
The picture freezes, and unfamiliar faces come into view. Some have expressions of shock and anger, some have expressions of anxiety, and some have a mixture of secret joy and sorrow. All living things flash past one by one, and finally turn into Miyamoto Hideyoshi’s disdainful sneer. face.
An unspeakable anger suddenly surged in Li Xianyu's heart. It did not represent any emotion, but was based on instinct, just like the first cry of a baby after birth.
"Huh?" Miyamoto Hideyoshi's pupils shrank.
Li Xianyu fell backwards, his body was level with the ring, but he paused in defiance of gravity and did not fall down. The dark arms stretched like tentacles, and their fingers dug into the hard concrete and held tightly.
When Newton saw this scene, he was probably going to jump out of the coffin in anger and cursed.
"Wow, he didn't fall, didn't he fall?"
"What's going on? You're so seriously injured and you still don't admit defeat?"
"Please explain it to me, I can't understand it anymore."
Seeing this scene, the audience was also shocked.
Li Xianyu slowly straightened up and returned to the ring. His pupils faded from black and white and turned into scarlet eyes.
Streams of blood mist rose up, the wound healed quickly, and his skin turned an abnormal red color, like boiled shrimp.
The blood boils.
Miyamoto Hideyoshi looked at him in astonishment, and an incredible idea emerged. Thousands of people in the audience also reacted at this moment. Their eyes and expressions were the same as Miyamoto Hideyoshi's.
Everyone looked confused and in disbelief.
On the seat in the distance, the grandma who had experienced many vicissitudes of life and had an absolutely unfailing love heart stood up suddenly, her eyes widened, and the spicy sticks in her hand were crushed to pieces.
"Is it fake?!" Dan Chenzi, who was as pale as a chrysanthemum, muttered.
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