Chapter 1245: Provoked Him

Zhuo Yiqing saw that Song Chuyang had lifted a rotten copper knife and walked over, and he was furious!

This Song Chuyang is simply not taking himself seriously! It is clear that he will not give himself face! Zhuo Yiqing thought hatefully in his heart.

"Come on!" Song Chuyang raised the rotten copper knife in his hand and whispered to Zhuo Yiqing.

The audience was in an uproar.

Everyone knows that Zhuo Yiqing is one of the best swordsmen on Huoyun Island, since he chooses to fight with a knife, it must be a fight to the death!

On the other hand, Song Chuyang actually ran to the battle with a rotten copper knife, which was simply sending his head to the knife edge!

"Are you sure?" Zhuo Yiqing glanced at the rotten copper knife in Song Chuyang's hand and said coldly.

"Are you sure, is there anything else you want to ask? Do you need to fill out a questionnaire?" Song Chuyang was a little impatient, and waved the rotten copper knife twice at will.

"Don't say more!Take it!" Zhuo Yiqing said and rushed towards Song Chuyang with his saber.

Song Chuyang also used the Tengyun Sword Method to deal with them one by one.

"Sonorous!" the two knives collided with each other, making a loud crashing sound.

Song Chuyang held a rotten copper knife to compete with Zhuo Yiqing's portable saber.

"Huh!" Zhuo Yiqing flipped the knife suddenly, making a piercing grinding sound.

Zhuo Yiqing pressed down on the handle of the knife hard, and saw that Song Chuyang seemed powerless to resist.

Zhuo Yiqing saw that there was an opportunity, so he raised his knife and planned to cut it down again.

Song Chuyang was always in a posture of parrying, and it seemed that there was no room to fight back against Zhuo Yiqing's offensive.

At the moment when Zhuo Yiqing's knife slashed down again, Song Chuyang took a gap and drew his knife to stab at Zhuo Yiqing.

Zhuo Yiqing saw that the situation was not right, and immediately turned around and jumped back.

After standing firmly, Zhuo Yiqing immediately scolded: "You don't know how to use a knife! The knife is chopped! You actually stabbed Lao Tzu!"

"Who stipulates that a knife cannot be stabbed? If you can win the enemy, why stick to formalities! Be pedantic!" Song Chuyang criticized disapprovingly.

"Hmph, then I'll show you what the real sword technique is today!" Zhuo Yiqing let out a low roar and attacked again with his saber.

"Isn't this Zhuo Yiqing's famous trick Kunyun Knife Slash!" The audience with knowledge in the audience immediately recognized that Zhuo Yiqing was one of his tricks - Kunyun Knife Slash.

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"I think this kid's strength is not weak! He is not an idle person!" Some people also have a supportive attitude towards Song Chuyang.

"He can't make a name for himself today!" Some people just wait to see the excitement, it doesn't matter who loses or who wins, it's important to have materials!

"I still think Zhuo Yiqing is more powerful! After all, he has been famous for a long time!" Some people think that it is more important to be famous.

"It's not old that's good!" said a young man who looked young and puffed up his chest.

"Haven't you heard that ginger is still old and spicy?" The voice that spoke sounded very old, and when everyone looked back, it was indeed a white-haired, white-bearded old man.

"You say Zhuo Yiqing is an old ginger?" Zhuo Yiqing's loyal fan immediately asked dissatisfied.

"I said he was spicy!" the old man immediately retorted.

The more Zhuo Yiqing listened, the more depressed she became, and she almost squirted a mouthful of old blood and drowned the few people who were discussing it lively.

Zhuo Yiqing was confused, and Kun Yun's knife slash did not seem to be so smooth by him.

"How about it, do you need me to help you clean up the people below?" Song Chuyang was generous, and seeing that Zhuo Yiqing was confused, he immediately kindly proposed.

"Don't talk nonsense! Let's fight again!" Zhuo Yiqing collected his mind and once again concentrated on his sword technique.

"Let's go!" Song Chuyang responded boldly, and also carried his rotten copper knife to greet him.

Zhuo Yiqing was confused just now, so Kun Yun's knife slash made it a nondescript.

At this moment, he was fully focused on the competition, and the power of Kun Yun's sword slash was fully revealed.

"Wow! it's so cool!" Song Chuyang looked at Zhuo Yiqing's body as if he was surrounded by shining points of light, and quickly moved his direction.

"Snort!" Just when Song Chuyang was generously praising Zhuo Yiqing's excellent skills, the shining light points around Zhuo Yiqing's body actually quickly attacked Song Chuyang.

"Damn! You actually cut through my clothes! Are you trying to plot against me!" Song Chuyang watched as the clothes on his body continued to become torn with the attack of shining lights.

Song Chuyang didn't wait for Zhuo Yiqing's answer, and couldn't help but be furious.

Song Chuyang raised his head and wanted to scold Zhuo Yiqing. Who knows, but saw that Zhuo Yiqing had already flashed in front of him under the cover of shining lights.

Song Chuyang was taken aback, and hurriedly jumped back a few steps, patting his chest and shouting: "Mom! I'm scared to death baby! Why are you so close to me all of a sudden! You really have thoughts about me!"

Zhuo Yiqing ignored him, just lifted the corners of his mouth slightly, sneered, and continued to bully him.

Song Chuyang was dizzy by Zhuo Yiqing's Kunyun knife, and accidentally caught Zhuo Yiqing's way, and was slapped on his left shoulder with a palm.

"It's good that I hid quickly!, otherwise I would have slapped it on the chest this time......" Song Chuyang rubbed his painful shoulders and whispered fearfully.

"Hmph, boy, where is this!" Zhuo Yiqing was overjoyed when he saw that Song Chuyang had been injured by himself, but his offensive did not decrease at all.

"Bang!" Zhuo Yiqing took advantage of the momentum to slap Song Chuyang's chest.

"Rub it! Don't bring it like this! Hanging yourself has to make people take a breath!" Song Chuyang stroked the chest that had just been hit, and scolded angrily while spitting blood.

"Hehe, I'll give you my last breath! Don't worry!" Zhuo Yiqing stopped the attack, laughed and pointed at Song Chuyang with a knife.

Song Chuyang viciously wiped the blood from his mouth, and also raised the rotten copper knife and pointed at Zhuo Yiqing.

"I'll let you see how powerful your master is today!" Song Chuyang snorted twice and spit out another mouthful of blood.

"Just like you?" Zhuo Yiqing laughed out loud again, completely disbelieving Song Chuyang's bold words.

"Hmph, try it and you'll know!" Song Chuyang grinned at Zhuo Yiqing, his lips were white, and he was completely unconvincing.

Liu Rumei sat silently on the seat, staring coldly at the two people on the competition platform, without seeing any abnormality at all.

Only the wrinkled skirt in her hand showed Liu Rumei's nervousness and anxiety at the moment.

"Song Chuyang, you must not have an accident!" Liu Rumei prayed silently in her heart.

Song Chuyang on the field seemed to feel Liu Rumei's worry, turned his head to look in the direction of Liu Rumei, and grinned.

"Don't be reckless!" Liu Rumei said silently to Song Chuyang.

Song Chuyang nodded slightly, deepening his smile.

"Hey, where are you looking!Concentrate in the competition!" Zhuo Yiqing was dissatisfied with being ignored and yelled loudly.

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