The host was a little stunned, and the people around him who heard Sun Wukong's words were also stunned, what kind of joke, using a small and soft wicker as a weapon to fight with people, how terrifying is the gap between the two sides?

Almost the next moment, there was a boiling around the ring.

For ordinary audiences, they naturally want to do this, but for those who practice martial arts, they never believe that Master Wutian's disciples will be so terrifying, so this kind of behavior is simply insulting, and it is to look down on other martial artists, and there is a natural pounding sound, and some people even shouted for the host to accept such conditions, but only Klin and Sun Wukong are allowed to attack their opponents with wicker, and they don't win with other parts of their bodies, it depends on the jokes of the two.

The host looked embarrassed: "Everyone, Sun Wukong and Klin seem to be overconfident in their martial arts, and they want to use chopstick-thick wicker to face the enemy, which is obviously against the rules of the game, so I think ......"

"Wait!"

Suddenly a loud shout sounded, it was peach-white.

"Wait a minute. The crane immortal also stopped the host from saying.

"Give me a wicker stick, too, thinner than chopsticks. Tao Baibai said with a cold face, for a person of his level, as long as the opponent is not a turtle immortal, the others can be killed in seconds, even if it is with a wicker, he is also not afraid of any opponent, and he can also win.

"Uh......" the host was stunned.

The boiling sounds around also stopped, and they all stared at Tao Baibai, especially some martial artists and fighters, Sun Wukong and Klin, they may not be used to it, but so are veteran masters like Tao Baibai.

And so it went. The crane immortal shouted to the host, "With the skill of peach white, if you don't mention the difficulty, it's really boring." "The crane immortal knows that in addition to killing people, his younger brother Tao Baibai loves to pretend to be forced, others kill people with fists, he kills people with the softest tongue on the body, others fly planes, he walks on the pillar, takes a pillar or a big tree and throws it into the sky, and then jumps up and stands on the pillar in such a hurry, it can be said that Tao Baibai is a person who does not pretend to die.

"Since Mr. Momobaibai also asked for this, then our organizers decided to discuss it a little. The host wiped the sweat from his forehead and said embarrassedly, "Please wait a while, we will make a decision soon." Then Lian ran to the side and whispered to a few people to discuss for a while, and after a while, the host turned on the microphone.

"The reason why the martial arts tournament refuses to use weapons is because weapons will increase lethality, but it is impossible to increase the lethality with wicker, and if they insist on attacking with wicker, the difficulty will increase by thousands or hundreds of times, so after discussion, we decided that if the three champions must use wicker to compete with other players, then they are not allowed to attack with any part of their body except for wicker, otherwise they must throw away the wicker, and once the wicker breaks in the battle, then he will be disqualified. ”

As soon as these words came out, the entire arena boiled again.

Undoubtedly, this is embarrassing Tao Baibai, Sun Wukong, and Klin, after all, although the three of them asked for wicker before, there are still loopholes to drill, for example, although they take wicker, they actually do not use wicker to attack people, but use the empty hand to parry the opponent, which is equivalent to fighting with people with one hand.

But now, the requirement must be used wicker, that is, the difficulty is really raised, not to mention that once the wicker is broken, it will lose the qualification of the champion, which is fatal.

"In addition, we will prepare more wicker, which means that if other players feel that they have been humiliated, they can also choose to attack with wicker, and if they use wicker, they cannot attack with other parts of their body, but as a challenger, you can give them a chance, if the wicker breaks, you can throw the wicker for a second fight, but there is only one chance. Mr. Tao Baibai, Monkey King, Klin, can you agree?"

The noise around them quieted down, and they all looked at the three ringmasters.

"No matter what those two boys think, I agree. Tao Baibai said coldly with his hands behind his back, "However, the wicker given to me must be thinner than theirs." ”

"Of course I agree. Sun Wukong said crisply.

"100 percent yes, 10,000 yes!" Clint shouted.

"It seems that the three champions all have superstitions about their martial arts, I really don't know where they got their confidence......" The host shouted excitedly, and at this time, some staff members went to the willow tree to break the branches, and soon the branches were broken.

"Kling, this is wicker. ”

"Thank you. Clint connected the wicker handed by the staff and stabbed around.

In the past three years, when Klin was walking and practicing outside, in order to ponder martial arts, he also practiced with wicker and even softer branches many times, but he hadn't tried it for a long time, so he naturally had to try his hands first and get used to the wicker in his hand.

"Give me one too. Ai Xinjie stepped forward with a cold face, grabbed a wicker, and then also stabbed the habits of the familiar wicker around.

Soon Clint stopped stabbing with wicker, and then he walked to the center of the ring, tore another strip of cloth from his body, and wrapped it around his eyes. This action suddenly caused another commotion, and Ai Xinjie turned her head to see the cloth wrapped around Klin's eyes, and her face became even colder.

"Huh?"

Tao Baibai was also testing the performance of wicker at this time, and suddenly felt the noise of everyone, and couldn't help but look at it in confusion, and immediately found that everyone's eyes fell on the No. 3 ring, and he couldn't help but look over.

"That little bald head actually played blindfolded. A trace of anger flashed in Taobai's eyes, and then he reached out and tore a piece of cloth from his body and wrapped it around his eyes, and stood in the ring with his hands behind his back.

"Hey, you're all like this, but is it really okay to be blindfolded?" Sun Wukong muttered crisply, he naturally couldn't be behind, so he also tore off a strip of cloth from his body and covered his eyes.

"Little Brother Klin, do you still want to tie your hands and feet?" Ai Xinjie said sarcastically.

"It's a good idea, but it's not necessary, it's enough. Kling smiled, "I'm sorry, senior sister, you yourself have to do my best, I'm afraid you'll be angry." ”

"Don't talk nonsense, are you ready?" said Ai Xinjie.

"Ready. Kling smiled bitterly in his heart, Ai Xinjie's anger he couldn't see it. "Ben, it's all your fault, is this really okay?Will she ignore me from now on?" "She ignored you in the first place, so she has to take heavy medicine, anyway, you should play, maybe you have a chance." "Well, that's embarrassing. ”……

When Kling and Sun Wuben were talking, Ai Xinjie's figure flashed, and he suddenly arrived in front of Klin, and then the wicker stabbed Klin's throat.

"Huh?"

In Klin's current realm, his ears and eyes have far surpassed everyone else, although he is blindfolded with a cloth, his eyes can still clearly see all the scenes outside through this thin cloth, and his ears can hear various sounds when Ai Xinjie moves.

Clint had a hand behind his back, and the hand holding the wicker hanging by his side stabbed forward at will.

"You can't let the senior sister lose face too much. ”

This stab, Klin is lazy, after all, in the face of the senior sister who is far inferior to himself, Klin's psychological advantage is too strong, and he doesn't want to embarrass Ai Xinjie too much, although she has already lost face, but she doesn't want to abolish the senior sister in this case, so he didn't attack with all his strength, and he didn't even use martial arts.

But Kling didn't know that because he had been practicing the art of drawing swords for more than a year, his swordsmanship had become closer and closer to the way of nature, and he could penetrate everywhere and attack through the gaps.

And this kind of attack, the more he doesn't care about the shot, the more he follows instinct.

At this time, because he had no desire to win, he just stabbed casually, so it naturally fit the strongest state of his sword drawing technique he cultivated.

"Impossible!"

Ai Xinjie's pupils reflected Klin's sword, and her whole heart shook dramatically.

Although Klin's qualifications are very good, there are many qualifications similar to him on the entire earth, and Ai Xinjie is a genius with terrible martial arts qualifications.

Klin has only practiced sword drawing for a year, and he has the current results, Ai Xinjie has been practicing for nearly twenty years, and the realm reached in the strongest state is definitely only higher than Klin, which is why she is so confident and so angry that Klin wants to fight her with wicker.

Of course, Ai Xinjie's realm is higher, but that is only the peak state, under normal conditions, Ai Xinjie's swordsmanship is not very strong, so it is also a sword, Ai Xinjie's realm at this time is at least ten years worse than Klin's, but it doesn't mean that she can't see how high Klin's swordsmanship realm is.

"Is it a coincidence?"

"Even if it's a coincidence, to be able to cast such a sword proves that he has achieved a terrible achievement in drawing a sword, but ...... He's only been cultivating for less than a year!"

"Less than a year, which is equivalent to more than ten years for me, this is the effect of Teacher Wutian's guidance? This is the terrible of the Turtle Immortal Flow?" Ai Xinjie was shocked in her heart, Klin's swordsmanship was stronger than her, and naturally the wicker in her hand could not be pierced, and she even dodged to avoid it, but it was too late.

"Smack!"

Kling's wicker was pierced directly into the wicker in her hand.

Then the wicker in her hand broke directly.

"Whew!"

Clint retracted the wicker and did not continue the pursuit.

But Ai Xinjie's body froze like a sculpture, so was it defeated?

"Broken ...... It's broken!"

The host's shrill voice rang out.

"Draw the sword flow of Master Arian's daughter Ai Xinjie can reach the finals, her strength has reached the grandmaster level, therefore, she can't bear the humiliation, she wants to use the wicker and Klin to compete for the strengths and weaknesses, want to prove that the sword flow is no less than the martial arts school of the turtle fairy flow, but I didn't expect the wicker in her hand to be interrupted by the Klin player so quickly, so she was defeated, she lost too quickly, just one move, just one move...... Klin is worthy of being a disciple of Master Wutian, no wonder he would be so arrogant and ask for a wicker ......"

Under the stone carving on the west side of the ring, Erian stared, replaying the 'sword' that Kling had just shot in his head.

"Brother Elian, Klin's stab just now seems to be a sword draw, right?" Qiu Liang asked.

"Haha......" Arian laughed, "Although he practices the sword drawing stream, but there is no school in the martial arts realm, only the moves have a school, I preach his is the Tao, not the move, and the martial arts teacher is also the Tao, so this move can be said to be the sword drawing stream, or it can be said to be the turtle immortal stream......"

However, judging from his moves, it was definitely a sword draw, and a wicker could perform such a terrifying move in his hand. Qiu Liang said with emotion, "I can't imagine that at such a young age, the martial arts realm has reached such a realm, which is no less than us veteran masters." ”

"Well, why else would I consider marrying my daughter to him?" said Arian with a smile.

"Ai Xinjie, although your wicker is broken, you can continue to challenge Klin, but this time you can't use the wicker again. The host shouted.

"Senior sister, let's continue. Clint shouted.

Ai Xinjie's statue-like body moved, she bit her lip, her eyes were unwilling, but what else can she do now.

"Smack!"

A severed piece of wicker flew out and landed on the ground beside it.

"Klin, take it. Ai Xinjie squatted, stepped forward with her left foot, and then a fist shot out from her waist.

Draw the sword.

She's turning boxing into a sword to use.

"Yes, Senior Sister's swordsmanship is really good. Kling looked at the fist that shot out and sighed in his heart, at his level, his six senses are very developed, and after the big battle with Jackie Chan, he has traveled the world for three years, and his vision is naturally very good.

"Whew!"

The wicker in Klin's hand stabbed out again, still the same as before, just stabbed out at random, but it was this kind of indifference that made Klin's sword reach the realm of no thickness and integration into nature.