Nie Yuan is the top master among the god-level middle masters, even the god-level top masters can fight hard, and it is even possible to defeat him. The drunkards were just god-level inferior masters, and the drunkards lost this competition.

As long as this martial arts contest is lost, Wang Yue can win the next martial arts competition, and they and the Sons of God team are only tied.

If they draw, the two teams will have to add a foreign match.

The Sons of God team will find the God of Boxing as a foreign aid to play the game, with the background of Wang Yue's team. Who can they find?

Nanyin, Zhao Laohu, Qian Kunpeng?

Even if Zhao Laohu and Qian Kunpeng were willing to help them, they were not opponents of the God of Fighters. The god of boxing, but he is a character who can fight with Qingyun, the leader of the martial arts alliance.

In the ring, when the drunkard was kicked away by Nie Yuan, he quickly got up from the ground. As soon as he got up from the ground, he saw Nie Yuan rushing in front of him with a shout.

After fighting with Nie Yuan a few times in a row, when he used the Xuanwu Divine Stick in his hand to hold the sword that Nie Yuan had chopped, Nie Yuan raised his foot and kicked him hard in the chest.

was kicked by Nie Yuan. He flew out again. At this moment, the gap between his and Nie Yuan's strength levels was completely highlighted, and the gap between the two of them became bigger and bigger.

"Drunkard, you're defeated!"

When the drunkard falls to the ground. Before he could get up, Nie Yuan rushed over and stabbed him. At this moment, the drunkard's face suddenly changed, and he quickly raised the Xuanwu Divine Stick and placed it across his chest.

With a bang, he only felt that the large boulder under him was shattered, and his whole person was directly smashed into the ring by Nie Yuan. Nie Yuan didn't hit him with a knife, and Nie Yuan waved the treasure knife in his hand again.

The drunkard's body had already been smashed into the ring by him, and if he continued to smash him, the situation would be extremely unfavorable to him. When Nie Yuan slammed into the ring again, he quickly lifted his feet, and a carp flipped out of the ring. When he flipped it out, he only felt a chill fall against his back. With a bang, the martial arts uniform on his back was quickly cut open by Nie Yuan. At the same time, Nie Yuan kicked him hard on the ass again, and he only felt his body fly out lightly.

"Ahh

Suddenly, he let out a loud roar.

As he flew out, Nie Yuan slashed him in the back with another knife. No sooner had he landed than blood was running down his back.

Seeing this scene, Wang Yue under the ring was shocked.

"The wine master is injured!" Wang Yue's subordinates shouted one after another.

In the ring, a huge fire dragon tattoo appeared on the drunkard's bare back. The explosive muscles in his back rolled, and blood continued to flow down the wound in his back. Gradually, his back became wet.

Feeling unbearable pain in his back, the drunkard forced himself to get up from the ground.

When he had just gotten up, Nie Yuan quickly appeared in front of him again. With a knife, Nie Yuan slashed at his face, and the drunkard immediately raised the long stick in his hand to block.

With a snap, a burst of sparks erupted between the drunkard and Nie Yuan's weapon. Pushed hard by a huge force, the drunkard quickly took a few steps back.

When he had only withdrawn a few steps away, Nie Yuan quickly appeared in front of him and kicked him out.

"Wine master!" Under the ring, Wang Yue's subordinates roared again.

Nie Yuan took advantage of the victory to pursue, quickly rushed in front of him, and slashed at the drunkard with another knife.

In this game, if he loses, their Sons of God team will lose. And if he wins, even if Wang Yue can win the next game, their Son of God team will definitely win.

He had to win this game!

Seeing Nie Yuan slashing again, the drunkard suddenly let out a loud roar and quickly rolled in the ring to dodge. When Nie Yuan slashed into the ring where he had just been, the drunkard immediately flipped on the ground, and while standing up, he slammed his long stick on Nie Yuan's back. Nie Yuan was beaten by him and staggered out.

"You still have the strength to hit me?" Nie Yuan only felt a pain in his back, and he was surprised as he fell out. After he had fallen three or four steps, he turned around in surprise and prepared to continue his attack on the drunkard.

Just as he turned around, he suddenly saw a dark shadow flying towards him. With his instinctive reaction, he quickly waved the treasure knife in his hand, and something flew out with a snap.

It is a Xuanwu stick in the hands of a drunkard.

And when the drunkard was gone, he let out a loud roar and rushed towards him. Nie Yuan sneered and slashed at him with a knife.

"Lu Dongbin, drunk and lifting a pot is a thousand catties!"

When Nie Yuanbao's knife slashed at him, the drunkard's steps swayed, like a drunkard stumbling. Seeing the treasure knife slashing towards his body, he tilted his body slightly and dodged Nie Yuan's treasure knife. Then he quickly clasped Nie Yuan's wrist with his thumb and forefinger.

"What?" only a click was heard, and Nie Yuan felt a pain in his wrist, and his face changed slightly.

It was the drunkard who saw that his sword was exquisite, and the drunkard fought against his sword with a stick, and the drunkard was not his opponent, and the drunkard wanted to take his weapon with his bare hands and fight with him with his fists and feet.

However, although the drunkard's method is good, he is a master of swordsmanship. Those who learn weapons must first learn how to grasp the weapon, this is the most basic skill of a warrior, how can the sword in his hand be easily taken away by him?

He was taken aback at first. Then my heart became calm. When the drunkard's thumb and forefinger clasped his wrist and continued to exert force, he immediately let go of his hand, caught the handle of the sword with his left hand, and grasped the sword in his hand behind his back. Cut into the belly of the drunkard.

Feeling a chill coming to him, the drunkard's face changed slightly, he quickly let go of Nie Yuan's wrist, turned around his body, hugged his hands in an altar shape, and pushed Nie Yuan's body hard.

"Han Zhongli, drunk and hugging Chengdou's heart!"

Being elbowed by the drunkard, Nie Yuan suddenly felt his qi and blood surge. As he fell, he rolled lightly on the ground, then turned around to charge back at the drunkard.

However, when he turned around, he saw that the drunkard had rushed before him. The drunkard kicked his knife-holding left wrist, which he immediately pulled backwards to dodge. As he dodged, he swept his foot at the foot of the drunkard. The drunkard didn't dodge either, and was swept to the ground by him with a pop. He thought he could catch his breath and prepared to attack the drunkard. Then he saw the drunkard suddenly hold the ground with one hand and kick him with both feet.

"Tie Gui Li, it's really true that he is drunk on his knees. ”

Being constantly kicked in the face by his feet, Nie Yuan hurriedly used his right hand to keep dialing. The drunkard's feet are fast and ruthless, and he has rich experience in actual combat, and in the face of the drunkard's attack, even if he is a god-level mid-level master, it is difficult to parry. In just one second, the drunkard kicked him seven or eight times in a row. He was not a rookie either, and immediately slammed the sword in his left hand in front of him. If the drunkard kicks him again. Surely he will be the first to kick the blade of his sword.

And at this moment, the drunkard supported his body with his right hand and jumped slightly, and the drunkard's tall and strong body immediately jumped to the other side of him, and suddenly took out an invisible silk thread from his body, quickly wrapped it around his neck a few times, and then pulled it tightly.

Pulled by the drunkard, he only felt that his neck was tightened by something, his breathing suddenly became difficult, and the whole person was also pulled by a huge force, and fell out behind him.

It was the drunkard who quickly strangled him with a tightrope.

When he strangled Nie Yuan's neck fiercely, he immediately strangled Nie Yuan's neck tightly and dragged him behind him. Nie Yuan was caught off guard by his attack, and the whole person was immediately dragged out by him three or four meters.

When he was dragged out three or four meters, he immediately took the treasure knife in his hand and slashed behind him, and the treasure knife in his hand was only half cut before his hand was held by the drunkard with his foot.

"Forehead........." His left hand holding the knife was held by the drunkard with his foot, his neck was strangled more and more tightly, and it was difficult to breathe, and he couldn't help but use his right hand to grasp the steel wire tightly strangled around his neck.

However, his neck had been tightened by the drunkard's tightrope, which was deeply embedded in his flesh. He couldn't even feel the tightrope around his neck.

Gradually, Nie Yuan's face turned red.

"Nie Yuan, this is the last competition of the National Wushu Competition, and this competition is very important to you. It's also important for me as an alcoholic. You throw in the towel now, and I'll spare your life. Otherwise, if you continue to insist, I will have to strangle you to death. The drunkard strangled Nie Yuan's neck and said to him through gritted teeth.

Nie Yuan couldn't speak, just touched the wire with his right hand.

"Admit defeat!" The drunkard's hand was even harder, making Nie Yuan's neck click.

As long as Nie Yuan raised his hand and waved, he would admit defeat, but he still did not raise his hand to signal that he would admit defeat, and continued to clutch his neck with his right hand.

"Don't you still admit defeat?" the drunkard pushed harder.

Nie Yuan still didn't speak, and anger gradually appeared in his eyes. He remembered that the drunkard used to be the number one master of the northern underworld, he was a Jiangyang thief and killer, and he knew a lot of killing moves.

This trick of strangling people's necks with steel wire is the usual move used by killers.

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