Chapter 865: Invitation
No one felt that Miao Zhe was despicable and shameless, and if Yu Ling couldn't stop his sneak attack, they would only laugh at this soul master for being too stupid.
However, the unthinkable happened again, seeing that Miao Zhe's fist was only an inch away from Yu Ling's face, and he would be able to take revenge perfectly after 0.01 seconds, but Yu Ling obviously shot later than him, but he hit Miao Zhe's chest first.
Miao Zhe snorted, spurted blood from his mouth, staggered back a few steps, and almost fell to the ground.
"It's ...... Earthfire Meteor?" Someone whispered in disbelief below.
Generally speaking, people who are new to boxing often make the mistake of fighting from beginning to end regardless of the fact that it is not practical at all. In the end, there is no doubt that the enemy can easily anticipate the beginner's next blow with just two or three moves, and then crack his move in advance.
Beginners who have suffered a little longer will be smarter next time, and they will try to break down a set of punches and use the right moves when they are right.
At this time, it is necessary to accumulate countless actual combat experience, because the enemy's movements will not be according to your heart, and you want to quickly find the most suitable move in the fierce battle, especially testing people's reaction speed.
A master will have an instinct to see and dismantle moves, but for a beginner soul master rookie, it is already a miracle that he can learn the Scorching Flow Fist, how can he reach the second realm so quickly?
The ground disciple who was the referee was already dumbfounded, he was the closest and saw the most things, so he could clearly perceive that the reason why Yu Ling's movements were not so standard was because he was selectively making trade-offs.
However, this kind of trade-off, which is not so important, captures the essence of the earthfire meteor.
The most important thing about this move is the explosive power like a volcanic eruption, so Yuling discarded some useless tricks, only grasped the core word "swift and rapid", and blasted straight out with one punch, no change, no defense, and smashed on Miao Zhe's chest like a desperate bet.
If he slowed down a little bit, he would have to end up with the same blue nose and swollen face as Miao Zhe.
Is it luck? The referee disciple was suddenly a little confused.
Yu Ling still didn't take advantage of the victory to pursue, but just frowned and said, "This doesn't count me winning?"
"Uh......" The referee disciple came back to his senses, looked at Miao Zhe who was full of resentment, and hesitated for a moment.
According to the rules, once you go to the field of life and death, you must score a life and death, but today's situation is different, Yu Ling must not have an accident, otherwise the Heavenly Minister will definitely scold them to death, and Miao Zhe represents the faΓ§ade of the Fire Refining Sect, and he must not lose......
The referee disciple couldn't help but complain secretly, it's all to blame Miao Zhe for being carried away, did Changhong Guanri slap you in the face? If you honestly follow the standard actions, won't you be able to get on the line faster than Yuling's Earth Fire Meteor?
"It's not over yet, what I'm best at is not boxing, I need a knife!
He has no way out, if he loses today, it will be a consequence that is more terrible than death, and the entire Fire Refining Sect will no longer tolerate him from top to bottom.
Because the opponent was only a half-hung martial artist, how could he, an inner disciple who had been cultivated by the Fire Refining Sect for eight or nine years, lose?!
The referee disciple threw over two wooden knives very quickly, with a posture to ensure fairness.
Guang Qianqian couldn't help but shout in the audience: "Hey, hey, you can't bully people like this, right? He learned two sets of boxing techniques, and you let them compare knives to shame?"
However, her voice was quickly drowned out in a cacophony of voices, and these Fire Refining Sect disciples didn't feel anything wrong, all they wanted was a victory.
Yu Ling picked up the wooden knife with some hesitation and waved it twice, which looked decent at first glance, but in the eyes of those who were really proficient in knife skills, it was full of flaws.
Miao Zhe once again regained his self-confidence, and he secretly decided that this time he must go all out to solve this evil boy.
Without waiting for the referee disciple to give the order to start, Miao Zhe's figure flashed out like a ghost, as if a mighty wind passed through the canyon.
The slender wooden knife seemed to have a soul in his hand, and with a light slash, it was filled with the cold aura of the wind cutting the grass.
This is Miao Zhe's best Changfeng knife technique, isn't Yu Ling quick to react, he wants to see if this set of knife techniques, which are known for their speed, can subdue him.
Miao Zhe deliberately turned his resentment into the most chilling murderous aura, Yuling seemed to be affected to a certain extent, and he was a little at a loss with a wooden knife, until the attack was approaching.
So Miao Zhe couldn't help but make the mistake of underestimating the enemy, he secretly laughed at Yuling's unprofessional posture with a knife, and at the same time used enough Xuanli in the early stage of strong muscles, wanting to directly knock out the wooden knife in Yuling's hand.
As he wished, Yu Ling didn't have much strength in his hands, and he was knocked away by Miao Zhe in a flash, and fell into the dilemma of being defenseless.
With a twist of Miao Zhe's wrist, the wooden knife turned around beautifully, slashing at Yu Ling's neck from the side, this turn was quite smooth, and it didn't leave much time for the enemy to react, it was a very strange and unpredictable style in the Changfeng knife technique - Jiuqu Ileum.
This time Yuling must have lost, and everyone on and off the field breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, only Guang Qianqian remained silent.
Miao Zhe made the second mistake, he thought that Yu Ling would be slaughtered by him if he lost his weapon, but he forgot that the wooden knife in his hand was not a divine weapon that sharpened iron like clay.
Yu Ling's right hand easily grabbed the blade, as easily as if he was probing for something, and at the same time, his left hand was another fire meteor, hitting Miao Zhe's heart again.
Miao Zhe suffered a heavy blow for the second time, but this time he finally couldn't stabilize his body, and fell to the ground with a pop, spurting red blood.
Yu Ling picked up the wooden knife he had dropped on the ground, put the tip of the knife against his throat, and said in a cold tone, "Do you still want to cheat?"
Miao Zhe stared at him resentfully, and just as he wanted to speak, blood poured into his throat in a steady stream, and he had to suppress his resentment and calm the churning qi and blood in his body.
He would never admit that at that moment just now, he felt the shadow of death, if it weren't for Yu Ling's only strong tendon power, the accumulation of two Earth Fire Meteors, his heart would probably be shattered, even if he was a Blood Condensation Martial Artist, he would be extremely close to death.
Everyone present was silent, and even the referee disciples could only announce: "This battle is won by Yuling." β
He reluctantly threw a black card to Yuling: "This is your life and death point, and you can exchange it for something if you accumulate a certain amount." β
Yu Ling casually put away the card, and someone shouted at the bottom: "Miao Zhe, this waste!
"I'll come first, you guys line up!"
"Go aside, where are you better than Miao Zhe, don't be ashamed, let me come!"
In the excitement of the crowd, a cold voice suddenly sounded without warning: "You are not his opponents, don't embarrass my sect again." β
It was strange that in such a noisy environment, this man's words were so clear that the atmosphere briefly condensed.
Everyone brushed and split a road, and watched a young man in black with an unusually pale face slowly walk under the ring.
Many people did not know him, but instinctively sensed extreme danger from this young man.
"I've seen Senior Brother Pei. As the referee disciples hurriedly saluted, everyone understood.
Although there are not many people with the surname Pei, there are dozens of them in the Fire Refining Sect, but there is only one person who can make an earthly disciple treat him so respectfully.
Pei Tianling stood with his hands in his hands expressionlessly, looking at Yuling above lightly, although he was looking up, he had a cold majesty that looked down on all beings, even people who were taller than him would have a sense of insignificance by being a head shorter.
Just when everyone couldn't help but wonder if Senior Brother Pei was going to clean up Yuling himself, he suddenly said, "If you're interested, come with me to Lingyun Hall to talk." β